Halloween Game:
First a quick recap: You're a guardian spirit charged to keep the portal between worlds of the living, dead and damned below a long ruined mansion, sealed.
You wake whenever the barrier between worlds weakens (usually Halloween) and return to rest a few days later
You must become corporeal to interact with physical objects.
You have chosen to take the form of a maintenance worker when you need to do that.
You have learned that a paranormal investigation TV show is coming to film at your mansion, due to sightings of you over the years.
You've opted to try and sabotage the gear of the crew so they can't record anything.
You do have some time to wait until they get here.
While you are waiting you:
You cannot decide a course of action and then it;s two late,
You hear the old Iron gates creak open as you flit out you see three large vehicles, two trucks and a bus bouncing along the decrepit driveway.
They come to a stop in the courtyard and disgorges a surprising amount of
people.
A large blonde haired man that you recognise as the host and producer Biff starts giving orders.
The crew start pulling boxed out of the vehicles holds and large cables are run out to what looks like a giant plug board.
A tent with a desk and a lot of screens is set up
A box of what look like the little cameras you've see on the buildings in town is put there two.
"Okay, we're going to shoot the introduction here and send it back so they can get it on the air asap."
A man carrying what you assume is a camera moves around with him until he finds
Sorry for some reason Twitter posted the next section as an individual tweet so: I'll go from here:
While Biff is making his introduction, something about the troubled history of Tweeting Manor you become corporeal momentarily and detach the large power cables running from one of
the trucks then you go incorporeal again.
The screens go off, people swear, Biff gets mad at them for swearing during his bit, those people get mad at the people who plugged into the cables.
Biff's co-star Hazel Mc Queen sighs dramatically and tells Biff to call her when he's
actually ready and goes to the bus
There seems to be a lot of underlying tension among these people.
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You follow her onto the bus, it's a double decker, the bottom floor has a make up section manned by a bored looking middle aged lady and a small kitchenette.
Hazel ignores her
and goes to the upper floor.
You follow and find it is a divided into a set of small sleeping cabins, Hazel goes into a cabin marked Biff.
You follow her in, it's just a bed and a locker.
Hazel opens a locker and takes out a small container marked "enthusiasm".
She opens it, it's
full of a white powder.
She takes a sachet of white powder out of her pocket and mixes it in.
She places it back and wipes it and everything she touches with a handkerchief.
Someone calls for her from below and she scurries down
#Intfic #Halloween2020
The other cabin is strewn with papers, bedclothes are on the floor, the locker is overturned, someone has either burgled her or there's been quite the tantrum thrown.
Your reading isn't very good but you do recognise the words "notice of termination" on a paper.
You study it.
As far as you understand it, this is Hazels last show, the company is cutting costs in this uncertain time.
So she's likely trying to get rid of the Biff person to save her own job.
That's useful information.
You decide too
You return to Biffs cabin and become corporeal, you take the box with the poisoned drugs and place it in your toolbox.
Now you're real you have to walk down the bus stairs, the make up lady, looks up from her book, sees you and asks
"Hey, are you supposed to be here?"
You try to respond and realize you forgot to form a mouth and nose!
You start shaping one but it's too late she's seen your blank slate of a face.
She shrieks in horror!
The crew start looking towards the bus..
You:
You go ghost, strangely, your sudden disappearance does not stop her shrieking.
As your incorporeal now, the box drops on the floor.
The crew pile in the door demanding to know what's happened and one of them spots the box on the floor by the door.
You
Okay quick tie break
While the cast and crew come running over to the bus you take the opportunity to detach the power cables again.
There's a lot of yelling in the bus, Biff's drugs box has been discovered, he's trying to stop people opening it
This going well, you have options now.
You quickly flit over to the directors tent, everyone's attention is still on the bus, where it seems a brawl will break out any second over Biffs box.
Seems like the make up lady is being accused of theft but the crews not having it.
You take the cameras and run to:
You manage to carry the box of small cameras into the garden unseen, now what to do with it?
You fling them about the bushes, you've got them well spread about the Garden, it'll take them quite a while to find them, if they bother looking.
You ghost back to the crew, your theft has been discovered! Now the crew's arguing in two groups, one at the bus and one at the tent
You ghost into truck 1. It's a filled with various plugs, wires camera lenses, more small cameras, tools and things you haven't seen before.
You're sure you can't take anything out of the truck without getting spotted so you opt to:
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Quick Tie break,
Your sabotaging a film crew and you're in an equipment truck.
You dig out a pair of snips out of a tool box and set to cutting.
You're about half way through the task when you hear a male voice approaching the truck saying
"Look got spare ones in here anyway, lets set them up and we can..."
The door to the truck starts to open.
The doors truck opens, a crew member stares at you in shock.
You look him dead in the eyes and say (vote below) and vanish!
"This isn't radio shack!" you say and vanish,
The stunned crew member stands there gaping for a few moments before he thinks to call someone over.
You flit outside, people have stopped arguing at the tent and bus but you can sense the tension between them all.
You:
While chaos abounds in Truck 1 you flit into the next truck, the rear doors are open but there's currently no one there.
It's got racks of clothes, some modern and quite a few that belong to times past.
There are also floor to roof racks of boxes with devices in them, fortunately
Someone's labelled most of them, you see smoke bombs/machines, squibs, projectors, shadow shapes, then lighting equipment such as spotlights, ring lights, various bulbs, some very odd looking like Tungsten and L.E.D.
Sabotage opportunities abound but you don't have long
Sabotage:
You examine the smoke bombs, they seem to be very simple devices.
You detonate one, accidentally, a smoke bomb.
Realising how simple it is you detonate another 10 before ghosting out of the truck.
Someone yells fire!
You float above the scene, chaos reigns for a few minutes
They surely must be ready to leave?
You see a black car with tinted windows coming up the driveway.
Biff starts calling for everyone to stop what they're doing and come to the tent.
He has to shout, a lot but the crew congregate around him grudgingly as the car comes to a stop.
You ignore the black suited man getting out of the car and move to the bus.
You've already checked it out upstairs so you know your options there.
Looking at the make up station you think you could put some cloth in the curling tongs to start a fire or wreck the casts rooms.
-Sorry abut the delay-
You turn on the tongs and grab some hair ties and put them in it.
The mechanism seems very simple and you turn it on to the highest heat, it's not long before an acrid smoke starts to billow out from it.
The crew are hyper vigilant at this point however and
a few rush in to extinguish burgeoning fire.
You overhear them talking:
"You think that guys right? We have an actual ghost here?"
"Nah, I think some of the locals are messing with us, we didn't really clear this shoot with anyone so there might be people bent out of shape that"
You ghost over to where a meeting is being wrapped up.
The newcomer is saying
"We are here to obtain knowledge, we also believe there is something here. human or otherwise acting to prevent people accessing that knowledge, so we will be deploying our own private contractors to
protect both the site and your personnel"
Another truck, this one clearly military in style though you see no markings.
"This will not affect your production, in fact we need you to continue for operational reasons. To that end we have spare equipment on our truck to replace any
damaged equipment."
The new truck disgorges soldiers and a set of interesting looking characters.
One is dressed in a priests outfit.
Another is in traditional American Indian garb.
Another is in a tailored suit and holding some sort of compass.
More people is not what you wanted
You float over to the odd looking trio, American Indian and priests are looking at the one holding the thing that looks like a compass.
Now you're closer you see that it hasn't got the traditional markings but rather a set of occult markings, some of which you recognise from the
portal room!
"Well?" the priest asks.
"Definite Cthonic energy but faint, like it's being stifled by something"
"Another signal blocking it?" asks the Indian.
"No, more like it's behind or under something with heavy warding"says the compass holder
"Well if you were trying to open
a portal to other planes you'd try to ward it?" the priest asks
"I would and these folks were expert occultists"
"So you think he really did it?"
"Maybe, got close enough to get a perfectly good house wrecked anyway"
They know too much, they're definitely looking for the portal!
You try waving your incorporeal arm through the device, the needle spins suddenly.
The suited man looks around startled.
"What was that?" the priest demanded.
"I don't know! Something sparked it, Molloy can you have a look about with those shaman eyes?"
"That will take a while I
do feel a presence... It's not actively hostile at this time, more curious"
"Will I abjure it?" the priest asks
"You can try but it may not be a Christian construct"
"All things answer to God eventually!"
"A God, not necessarily yours"
"Gentlemen can we find out if my detector is
being haunted without a theological debate?"
"That things not haunted but we may have a problem, we've definitely attracted something's attention" Molloy says looking in your direction thoughtfully.
"I shall perform an exorcism!" the priest declares.
"Of what Chan? The Mansion?
The Grounds? The Town? The State? We don't know enough yet"
"Okay then if we find what the it's anchored to can I send it off?"
"That's not the job we're here for though is it?"
"Gentlemen please! What are we going to do?"
"Lets talk to it! Spirit if you want to talk spin that!"
Tie break:
You leave the trio to their bickering and go investigate their leader, an African man wearing a black suit and mirrored sun glasses, there's a silver pin on his lapel, it looks similar to one the creator had.
He's talking with Biff slightly apart from the crew.
"We fund you Biff
and our research indicates there is something of interest to us in here"
"Yeah but surely finding that sort of thing would make better TV."
"We don't employ you to find real things, we employ you to convince people places like these are haunted and leave them for us to buy up"
"But I can do more.."
"Not on this show you can't, now stop your whining and get back to work, we can always hire another company"
"You wouldn't dare Akembi! I know too much about you"
"Are you really threatening me in front of a squad of armed men in my employ you silly prick?"
Akembi pulls his shades down his nose far enough to stare at Biff directly.
Biff pales realising he's misjudged his position.
"Uh... no sir... sorry sir"
"Good, Oh by the by you're rehiring Hazel with a 10% raise"
"What? No way she's..."
"She's the reason nearly a third of your
audience watch this dross, if you can't hold that audience you're useless to me, you're making more than enough to cover the cost, unless of course there are expenses you haven't disclosed to my accountants?"
Biff visibly squirms
"Uh, no sir"
"Then get it done and stay out of
our way"
"Yes sir"
Akembi marches off towards Molloy, Chan and the other one.
Biff swears beneath his breath and walks over to where Hazel and the crew are waiting.
The soldiers disperse around the grounds.
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-Sorry for the delay, was finishing something for my Patreon-
The soldiers spread out around the estate grounds, at first you think they are mapping ways people could get in but as you listen in to their conversations it's clear they are mapping ways they can leave in a hurry.
The soldiers are a bit nonchalant at the moment, perhaps thinking they're safe in the twilight.
They each carry an assault rifle, handgun, knife and small grenades.
They're quite wary about their assault rifles but you believe you could pull a grenade pin or take a gun or a knife
Tie Break:
Manifest and Attack one of the many soldiers on the perimeter of the Mansion or Retreat inside and deal with the intruders as they enter
You opt to flit back into the mansion and see what these people do next.
They are setting up a camera right outside the front door, like they did with Biff but this time the presenter is Hazel.
Some of the crew are donning hard hats, and loading up with small cameras. Others are
getting stepladders and torches,
Akembi and companions are back at the directors tent apparently waiting for Hazel to finish before coming in.
The soldiers seem to be holding position on the perimeter.
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Do you want to continue playing as the Guardian or switch to play as Akembi?
Some roars for quiet, silence descends, Hazel begins her introduction to camera.
"Tonight on Spectre Squad live, we'll investigate the murderous haunting of Tweeting Manor House. It was the site of a mysterious and fatal explosion in 1813 and has been at the centre of a number of
mysterious deaths, all around Halloween, ever since.
Will we find the spirits that haunt this place?
Will we survive if we do?
Join me Hazel Montmercy and my co-star Biff Clancy as we find out live on Spectre Squad tonight at 9!"
Someone yells "Cut"
"Right, Crew in!" calls Biff
Will update tomorrow been a long, busy, day here and we're all exhausted. Image
You decide to manifest for a flicker of second to see how they react.
Immediately the crew that were on their way in, yell in alarm and after a quick head count they are sure it's not a crew member.
Biff asks Akembi to check where his men are.
He touches a device by his ear and
after a moment shakes his head.
The crew aren't coming in so your appearance was effective but now the Soldiers are going to Akembi.
"Okay folks" Biff announces "The Security guys are going to sweep the house for intruders before we go in, we do know this place attracts vagrants
they might be the cause of our... issues. Security will flush them out and we'll send them on their way or bring in the local laws"
The soldiers form into squads of three and enter the house, Squad 1 goes left into the ruined part of the manor and Squad 2 go right, a safer part.
Tie Break needed:
Your mansion has been invaded by two small squads of soldiers.
Squad one has moved into a ruined area of the manor.
Squad two has moved into a mostly intact area.
It's clear you folks want to murder someone so which squad do you go after?
Squad 1 are sweeping the ruins efficiently, staying tight together
Their leaders weapon seems to have some sort of energy detector attached to his weapon.
You could try appearing in different places, separating them, manifest and try pulling a grenade pin or mess with the device
Gah! That's terrible, that;s what I get for trying to do this first thing in the morning.
Sorry.
"Their leaders weapon seems to have some sort of energy detector attached to it"
-Sorry for the delay, had to travel, 7 hours of hyper-vigilance is tiring-
The device has multiple symbols, you recognise some from the runes in the portal room and others look like things you've pushed back through the portal occasionally.
You poke at the one that looks like a:
Oh yeah forgot to mention I decided this is a Call of Cthulhu adventure...
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"Mi-Go!" the leader shouts with alarm.
The three soldiers immediately go back to back
"Switch to anti fungal rounds!"
"Switching!" one yells swapping the cartridge in his weapon for another from belt.
"Done!"
The soldier beside him follows suit and then the leader.
"Akembi" the
leader speaks quietly but urgently into a device attached to his ear "We're reading a Mi-Go!"
In the silent gloom the three soldiers stand back to back, the beams from their torches scan the remains of the ceiling and dark corners.
It's so quiet that you hear the other squad
banging through the rooms on the other side of manor.
The leader holds his hand up.
"Okay orders are withdraw to the front hall and rendezvous with squad two. Ready?"
"Ready!" the other two respond at once.
"Moving"
The three form a line and huddle up, they start retreating.
You
Tie break needed.
The lead soldier has a detector of some sort with a lot of symbols of monsters on it.
You tickled the one that looked like a Mi-Go which sparked a hasty retreat.
You can tickle the device for another monster or go with your original plan which was to kill them.
You reach out and touch a symbol on the device, you don't recognize it but you're assuming they're all scary things for these creatures.
"Shantak!" the leader calls out, the soldiers start scanning the roof, moving faster they leave create some space between them you could use...
You reach out and touch the device again.
"Night Gaunt!".
Then they stop moving, the leader swears and speaks to his radio again.
"Akembi! This damn thing just registered a third creature and we have nothing to indicate anything's actually here. How reliable is this thing?"
The
other soldiers visibly relax and start looking about in a less paranoid manner.
"Listen man if I wanted to be stuck in a shit hole with faulty equipment and leaders with no clue what was happening, I'd have stayed in the army. We'll finish the sweep. Send squad 2 back on theirs"
Swearing some more he detaches the device from his weapon.
"You know, this place is a lot nicer than some of the shit holes we've been in"
"Yeah but he doesn't know that, I'll guilt him into buying beers by nights end" the leader replies with a wink.
The other two laugh
"Right
lets flush this hobo out and go visit the crews catering tent"
"Actually didn't see one boss"
"Me neither"
"Well isn't that a crap cherry on the shit cake" he replies.
This one seems very concerned about excrement.
Their guard is lowered, there won't be a better time to attack
You manifest beside the leader, before he can bring his gun to bear you strike him in the neck with a knife hand and vanish.
He falls to his knees desperately trying to breath, the others open fire after you.
They pause for a second and one starts treating the wounded leader.
You appear behind the guarding soldier and strike him in the back of the head, hard.
He drops, unconscious as you vanish again, the remaining one is screaming for help on the radio and in general.
The other squad comes running to assist followed by Akembi and the others.
You decide to take out the medic.
Unfortunately he's in full flight or fight mode and the instant you materialise he screams and flings himself away, you miss him.
As you go after him you hear Akembi yell
"Spectre rounds"
The oncoming squad opens fire.
The bullets! They burn!
They rip and tear through your essence!
You dematerialise but even then you feel the remaining rounds tug at your essence as they pass through.
You move out of the firing line and assess.
There's less of you than there was, you should return to the portal room to repair but that
means taking your eyes off the crew and hoping they don't force a way down there in the meantime.
There's not enough of your essence to take the maintenance man form so if you stay and have to interact you only the Small Child or Victorian Lady forms available.
#intfic #cthulhu
Why does this keep happening
Right you're a guardian spirit trying to keep a TV crew and a squad of mercenaries out of a mansion and more specifically the portal to the underworld and other worlds beneath it.
You've taken damage and need to switch from large man to another form:
Two of the new squad help drag the old squad out.
Their leaders still breathing, the medic stuck something in his throat to bypass the part you crushed.
The unconscious one is still out.
The one called Akembi is talking with the still shaking medic.
"Come on now, breath, remember
your training, we need an action report now to determine what we do next"
The medic gives him a fairly coherent summary of events.
"So you were leaving but then, when it became apparent you were going turn around and continue in this part of the mansion, it attacked?"
"Yes sir"
"Squad 2, you guys saw nothing?"
"Not even a rat, we found some completely intact bedrooms, a library, a study and a kitchen"
"Does the library..."
"Lot of books sir, well preserved too"
"Okay, Squad 2, stretcher them up, we'll send them to the emergency clinic in town, you go
with them son" he tells the medic who seems quite relieved "Story is part of the building collapsed as they were looking at it and got hit with heavy debris. Got it?"
"Yes sir"
"They'll be alright, you just make sure they treat that shock you're going into. Now squad 2, block the
way into this area and guard it, do not enter. What ever is in here doesn't want us in this part of the house and we'll respect that for now until I have done so more research. Understood?"
"Yes sir!" they reply in unison.
"Okay lets get these boys out of here, then you can show
me where this library is, we'll use the story of a collapsing part of the building to keep the TV people out too. Move out"
As they turn to leave Akembi pauses to let the others pass and shouts.
"Hey spirit! We'll leave this part be for now if you'll stop the attacks. Deal?"
You manifest as a slim Victorian woman dressed all in black, you nod slowly and precisely to be sure he understands.
You don't believe he'll stay out for long but it offers a chance to heal and drive them off at full power.
He leaves and you flit back to the portal room to heal.
-Players choice here is do you want to wait in the portal room until something happens and I'll try to fill in the gaps during that or do you want to know what Akembi and crew discover in the meantime?
I'm up to my eyes with Patreon stuff today so I'll start Akembi's investigation tomorrow. In the meantime lets collate all this.
@threadreaderapp unroll please.
Akembi hurried to the front door to meet the awaiting crew and his fellow investigators.
The crew looks shocked as the wounded are stretchered out
"Okay folks I know that sounded scary but they'll be fine, ruined side of the buildings very unstable, it;s going to have to be off
limits. however the intact side is stable and spooky enough for your purposes. if you guys want to get set up quick go ahead just don't touch any books or documentation until we've had a look some of these things are very old and might crumble"
"What was the gunfire about?! Biff
asks sceptically.
"Fastest way to alert us to their whereabouts" Akembi answered swiftly he'd expected that "You're losing light better get to it!"
The crew don't wait for Biff to give orders, they stream past to begin the set up.
The rest return to the vehicles and tents bar one
production assistant who's commandeered to drive a jeep to the emergency clinic.
Akembi motions his fellow investigators over.
"We got a very powerful problem in the ruined side but it's agreed to let us go into the complete side unharmed. There's a couple of rooms we can look in
"Library's the obvious starting point" Friedrich said the others nod in agreement.
"Thought so" Akembi said turning to squad two "Okay you lead the way to the Library" he said to the youngest looking soldier "and the rest guard the way into the ruined section, load spectre rounds
and prep some more clips with them while you're there just in case"
The soldiers heft up the ammo crates marked Spectre Rounds they fetched while Akembi was addressing the crew.
"Good work right lets get a move on, I've no idea how long the deal will hold"
"What's our priority?"
"Where it they did this magic, we'll get more definite information from the ritual site than from any surviving notes" Akembi replies.
"Then surely we need to be in the ruined section? That's where things clearly went wrong" Malloy objects
"If we know where we're going we can get
there fast with Squad 2 holding off the entity long enough for us to get a look, take some pictures and retreat. We're not going to survive if we just start wandering about, it'll pick us off"
"I could try performing an exorcism?" Fredrick offers?
"I'm not sure that'll work...
Excuse the typo I'm writing one handed under the influence of some powerful medication for the busted one.
"...and it'd break the truce. I don't want to do that until we're armed with as much information as possible and have a viable plan of action."
Everyone nods in agreement.
"Okay, Library first remember the TV people are setting up so try not to freak them out too much. Lead on"
Akembi tells the young soldier.
The soldiers heft crates of ammo and lead the way into the house as you pass the crew Biff is telling Hazel to do the introduction again.
"Again? What was wrong this time Biff?"
"Just the camera angles Hazel, this about the show not us."
"Humph"
"Okay, camera two slower on the mansion reveal, finish a second before she stops speaking, should have the timing down by now?"
A camera woman nods to Biff who's oblivious to the following shared eye roll between her and Hazel
"Okay, cameras good? Sound?"
Thumbs go up
"Hazel, go"
You all pause to listen to the introduction (and avoid being caught on camera). Hazel takes a breath and begins.
"Tweeting Manor was built in the 1700's by forestry and shipping magnate Agustus Tweeting, among his achievements, he was instrumental in bringing the Miskatonic
University to the nearby town of Arkham with a discount on building supplies he shipped up the Miskatonic river.
With astute arrangements like that his family were set for generations to come as they held the contracts for every future expansion of the University, now the 7th
largest in the states.
It is his grandson, Ambien Tweeting, who brings us here tonight.
Ambien had turned the management of his company over to business experts and pursued a career as a professor at Miskatonic University specialising in African warrior and spiritual traditions.
He had met the future President Madison several times during his tenure and in 1812, with his war going badly, rumour has it he turned to Ambien to see if he could do anything to help.
Ambien is alleged to have set about trying to open a portal through the astral plane which he
believed he could march soldiers through to flank the enemy.
The University, of course, would have nothing to do with it and refused to allow him even experiment on their grounds. So he took an undergraduate team to his own home and attempted a ritual here.
On All Hallows Eve
1812, Ambien sent all the servants home and then, near midnight reports from the time tell us, the sky light up with a display of weird lights from the manor followed by a large fire.
Locals rushed to help but and entire wing of the building had been destroyed.
However no bodies
were found and then things got odd.
Ambien had left instructions that the manor be sealed off if anything went wrong once the structure was made safe, it was to be off limits to anyone bar his descendants. No reconstruction work was to be carried out.
These were odd instructions
but they were followed.
Things took a turn for the spooky when a few years later, on all Hallows eve the local watchman discovered the bodies of two vagrants, their faces twisted in terror apparently dead of heart failure.
Scared to death by something unknown was the official
verdict.
Every few years after, whenever people stayed here on Halloween they reported being filled with fear, always by different things, few managed to stay a full night and of those that did, fewer still survived.
Local legend has it, Ambien opened a door to hell and on All
Hallows Eve demons run amok here, tormenting any poor mortal foolish enough to be in their path.
Tonight we're going to try to spend the night here and with modern equipment, figure out what's behind these troubling incidents.
Can Spectre Squad survive this one? Stay tuned!"
"Cut, right that'll do, thank you Hazel, right I'll film the viewers questions bit and then we can do a tour of the house. Has the local sheriff shown up yet?"
"Constable sir, they still call them constables in this place and they get quite snippy about that" an assistant informs
him.
"Good to know, is the constable here yet?"
"Be here in 10 sir"
"Good, Thank you. Right camera 2 on me here and I'll do the questions, where's the sheet?"
An assistant hands him a sheaf of papers.
"Okay, we good? Roll"
#Intfic
-Reply with a question for Biff as Akembi leaves-
-apologies I had to stop writing altogether for a few days to let my wrist recover-
The soldier from squad 2 leads Akembi and his crew through the complete part of the manor.
"This place is well kept" Malloy observes "It's not cleaned regularly but someone's tidying up every now
and then"
"The family company has maintenance people come in during the summer to do upkeep, standing orders from the wandering descendant apparently"
"What's the deal here exactly?" Fredrick asks.
"So after the explosion an heir was named in the will, an illegitimate child
according to the documents. That child was to be recognised as the heir if they changed their name to his and apparently they have chosen to name their firstborn child Ambien tweeting ever since"
"How many children have they had?"
"Everyone of them has only had one child"
"Since
1812?"
"And that's what sparked our automated records search to flag this place as of interest."
"So the current heir is?"
"Travelling the world, a very old fashioned chain of forwarded mail leaves paper trails and scheduled ticket purchases create an illusion of existence"
"Illusion?"
"No ones laid eyes on any of the heirs, ever"
"And how could Ambien have set that all up in 1812?"
"He couldn't have someone or something else has"
"I don't know of any kind spirit that does that level of admin"
"Nor I"
"Hence the truce and the need for research"
"This is the library sir?" The soldier interrupts "Would you like me to stay or join the others guarding the entrance to the ruins?"
"Go join them" Akembi orders him"If it breaks the truce I hope it will attack there first"
The soldier pulls a face at that notion but salutes and
leaves.
The library turns out to be quite extensive, bigger than the local one, the books are stored on shelves covered by sliding glass panes.
Each section has a plaque above it declaring what category the books in it are.
"Right" says Akembi "Lets start with..."
#intfic
"Okay lets see if his math was up to scratch, if he screwed that up then that could explain the explosion.."
The crew pick out books from the Mathematics section they find notes scribbled In, Akembi finds one author in particular of interest..
#intfic
"What's with all the Halley books" Malloy asked curiously.
"Well this was the year after Napoleons Comet so his work would have been in vogue and it's still quite useful"
"He was a versatile guy, built diving bells and even did the math for life annuities" Fredrick chips in...
"..terrible ships captain though."
"More importantly he's useful for precisely calculating where everything in the solar system is at a precise time, so if you were to transit from one plane to another and back you could calculate two fixed points to go between. Okay, moving on"
The crew speed through the world spirituality, experts in their own rights and with suspicions of what the ritual would have needed, they quickly find some incongruous titles.
"I've never heard of these but they've a lot of notes scrawled in them" says Fredrick placing a pile on
the floor "Mainly astral projection, heavenly ascension stuff"
"Hey! We got a lot on Golem construction here" calls Malloy "Like, a bit too in depth not to be looking into seriously and some references to GE1212?"
"Well we got Geography or Geology?" says Akembi "take your pick"
The Geology section is smaller than the others, though it has some notable authors in there, Theophrastus, Pliny the Elder, Ibn Sina, Shen Kuo, Emmanuel Kant but it's a simple pamphlet that catches Malloys eye, Moqui Stones: Rare Rocks of the Indian tribes.
"well now this is
interesting indeed, I didn't think they knew about them this far back!"
"Knew about what?" the crew ask as one.
"Moqui stones! Called Shaman stones sometimes they can interact with the spirit realm and vice versa... NO WAY!" as Malloy races back to the Spirituality section...
there's a shocked yell and the sound of someone hitting the floor hard.
You can check it out yourselves or bring Squad 2 away from their guard post to check it out.
#intfic
-Sorry about the delay I did 10 hours travel yesterday-
The crew rush after Malloy who's looks up from the books he's flicking excitedly through in surprise
"... Oh! No, I'm fine, that was from the corridor"
You all run out to find two TV crew on the floor groaning beside a
strange object.
"What happened here?" Akembi asks, eyeing the object warily.
"Went to pick that up by the handle, got a shock grabbed him as I fell and shocked him too" one of the men getting to his feet "this place was abandoned before electricity, so what the hell is that?"
- Image
"Not strictly true, people were using electricity mainly for fun before then, though the notions of power stations or national grids were science fiction" says the normally quiet Chen, studying it.
Akembi and Malloy share a surprised look.
"So is this science or magic?" Akembi
"Yes" Chen replied "think about it, someone looked at metal discs and figured out if he put brine soaked cloth between each disc he could not only create electricity but store it!"
"So it's a battery" the crewman asked nursing his hand
"Yes, well, wait it's got the extra copper
disc so this is what's called a Voltaic pile, what we did before we'd figured batteries out, that "handle" you grabbed are the contact wires, when they touched, it created current hence the shock"
"Yeah" Akembi says "So...
#Intfic
"Why was it out here?" Akembi asks looking around the hall way for clues.
"Good question, this was the height of tech at the time so it wasn't a something I'd dump"
"Okay so it powered something out here, how?" Fredrick asks.
"Touching those wires to contacts to create a circuit"
"And contacts look like?"
"Metal studs usually though some types of nail could work"
"Okay before we start looking for these contacts, any idea what they power?" Akembi asks "Could it be a detonator?"
"Volta did try making a hot wire blasting cap" Chen says "but most likely it's:
"It's not going to kill us, Volta couldn't get his prototype working properly" Chen says cheerfully.
"Oh great! So it'll only be poorly constructed explosives that maim us" Akembi says sourly.
"It is most likely a secret door, they liked that sort of thing back then"
"hmm
#intfic
"Okay lets see if we can find what he was hiding" Akembi orders.
The two crewmen, now recovered watch smiling as the three men start stroking the walls trying to feel for the hidden contacts.
"What are you two grinning at?" Fredrick asks irritably.
"You idiots, it's not 1812 now
you know" the older of the two responds "Fetch the..."
"Please don't.." the younger man pleads
"The Grindr!" he finishes triumphantly/
"Oh for Fu..." the younger man mutters as he goes to their tool box.
"Okay, I'll bite, what's the Grindr?" Akembi asks with a weary sigh.
"It's a
studfinder!" he says with a happy grin.
"Oof! That was so bad it hurt my head" Fredrick complains.
"It's alright for you, you don't have to work with him every day" the younger man says going over the walls with the device.
"Not my fault you don't appreciate quality humour!"
"Oh
I appreciate quality humour alright.., Here! Found one that has no business being there" he takes a knife and marks a spot high on the wall.
"So if you're right about a door the other should be in a straight line... Yep! Here!" he marks another spot.
"There you go fellas, there's
the contacts. I'd say use our phase rotation meter to run current through it rather than the antique" the older man says handing them another device.
"Good plan" Akembi says "Thanks for your help, I'll get it back to you when we're done"
"Oh.. Okay.."
"I need you to..."
#Intfic
No update today fatigue's got me
"I'm need you to move to a safe distance" Akembi tells the crewman "there is a small chance Ambien might have been playing with explosives... which would explain the damage come to think of it... anyway, there's been enough people hurt today already and I'd rather not add you to
the list"
"Fair, should we go tell Biff?" the older crewman asks.
"Absolutely, if it doesn't kill us. finding it will make for great TV"
"Cool. hope you don't die" he says cheerfully and with that he and the other crewman leave.
Akembi waits until they are out of view.
"Okay,
lets see what we've got" he says passing the other part of the device electrical to Chen.
They touch the contacts with the device, there's the sound of something metal slowly grinding, a long crack appears in the wall as a hidden door starts to slide open.
There's a horrible
crunching sound, the door stops abruptly, leaving a gap of a few millimeters.
"Think you broke it" Chen says to Akembi.
"What? I did not!"
"You've got the buttons, your fault" he says with a grin
"Cheeky git!"
"Gents, what do we do now?" Fredrick asks in exasperation.
#intfic
"Fetch a crowbar" Akembi shrugs "Did those guys leave their tools?"
"No of course they didn't, no one leaves tools lying about on a set" Fredrick admonishes him "You've been at this long enough to know that"
"I just asked! Right who is fetching one from the crew then?"
#intfic
Note: You're losing access to a character for a bit, so think about which one you can think you'll live without.
"Okay" Chen says and hurriedly walks off.
"So what do we do now?" Fredrick asks.
"We..
(Quick poll there'll be s longer entry later)
#intfic
"Lets see what we can see!" Akembi tries to look into the room through the gap.
"Hmm got a torch on your phone? It's really dark" Fredrick holds his phone over Akembi's head.
"Okay I see some sort of writing.. white... painted on the floor, not our alphabet.. bookshelves, Shit!"
Akembi leaps back and drops into a fighting stance.
Fredrick also steps back looking from Akembi to the door and back again.
After a few moments pass with no activity from the room.
Akembi relaxes.
"What did you see?" Fredrick asks, more curious than
"A figure, looked like a
big human" Akembi says "But maybe it was a mannequin" he admits looking slightly sheepish.
Fredrick looks through the gap himself.
"It's not a mannequin, more like a..mould? The writing looks likes it's painted in a circular fashion. might be a ritual room"
"We should...
#intfic
"Let's go see what Malloy was so excited about, may be connected" Akembi says.
"Yeah, wonder what's keeping Chen?" Fredrick asks as they head back to the library.
"Probably giving a lecture on the history of crowbars" Akembi says with a grin.
"Ah he's not that bad"
"Dollar?"
"Dollar" Fredrick agrees.
Malloy looks up as they enter
"What are we betting on" he asks
"Sent Chen to get a crowbar, betting on whether or not he's lecturing someone on it's history right now"Akembi explains.
"'Course he is, it's a proper compulsion, count me in, this is really
interesting I think Ambien figured out how to sublimate a Golem!"
"We've found a hidden room, looks like there's a human shaped mould in there" Fredrick says "Akembi may do battle with it so you'll want to be quick about examining it"
"Asshole" Akembi mutters "So...
#intfic
"Yes!" says Malloy excitedly "but I still have elements to figure out like how it was controlled"
"I'm not sure. it was... it seemed... sentient and almost reasonable" Akembi says.
"He seems to have worked out some sort of hybrid of gargoyle, golem and temple spirit creation
rituals, they all have different triggers and controls though, it's a puzzle"
"So we have two separate rituals" Fredrick mused "one in the hidden room and whatever caused the explosion"
"haven't started on the other books yet" Malloy admits
"Okay, for now lets see if we-
#intfic
"Lets see if we can get in that room, might have more concrete information on the other ritual stored there" Akembi declares.
Malloy keeps the book he was reading with him as they head back to the secret door.
Malloy shouts "Open sesame!" at the door as soon as he sees it.
Akembi
and Fredrick glare at him
"What?" he says defensively "It's got to work sometime"
"No, no it doesn't" says Fredrick irritably "You're bein..."
His jaw drops as the door to the room slides open.
An unfamiliar figure begins to emerge from the room...
#intfic
"INTRUDER!" Akembi yells into his radio "Get back! Entrance hall!"
Malloy and Fredrick don't hesitate, they turn and run immediately.
(Experienced investigators don't question a command to run, it's how they lived long enough to get to experienced)
The figure coming out of the
room is yanked back and is replaced by a pistol toting Chen.
"Where are they?" he calls to Akembi.
"Password!" Akembi yells pointing his own pistol at Chen.
"What?"
"Shapeshifter protocol!"
"Oh! Uh... Black Mountain?"
Akembi relaxes a little but keeps his pistol up
"Who's your
friend?"
"I'm the Gaffer you flaming nutter, now put that pistol down before I have to call the union in!"
Akembi holsters his pistol.
"Sorry sir, bit on edge with the goings on today" he apologises to the man.
"Stand down, false alarm, Chen's an idiot, send Malloy and Fredrick
back" Akembi speaks into the radio.
"No shapeshifter protocol on the radio?" Chen asks.
"Yeah there is for false alarms, it's Chen's an idiot, because they usually happen because you've been an idiot"
"That's not..."
"Berlin, Taipei, Sydney..." Akembi starts listing off places
where Chen has apparently been an idiot.
He's still naming places to an increasingly shamefaced Chen and grinning Gaffer when Malloy and Fredrick rejoin them.
"So the door works?" Malloy interrupts the recitation of a very long list excitably.
"Yes sir, Mr Chen here told me what
was going on and a quick google told me that device was the wrong voltage, I've fixed up hidden battery on the pile there, oiled and cleaned the mechanism so when they discover this place it will slide open clean" the Gaffer says with a little pride "This Ambien fella did a hell
did a hell of a job given the tools he had available back then"
"He really was very clever from what we've found so far" Malloy concurs.
"Yeah well I'm going to be sending the crew back up here to finish set up, try not to shoot them. And remember from now on all electrical stuff
goes through me. This is a union job and you don't want that trouble"
"I know, my apologies again" Akembi says sincerely.
"I'll be expecting a nice bottle of something when the seasons wraps by way of apology" he says as he leaves.
"You can count on it sir!" Akembi calls after
him.
"Did he see much?" Akembi asks Chen as soon as the Gaffer is out of earshot.
"No, got the door open and then he went to work on the mechanism, I was holding the torch for him so I haven't had a look either"
"Right lets see what we got. Lead on...
"Who enters first?
#Intfic
"Lead on Fredrick" Akembi says.
Fredrick produces a torch that looks like it doubles as a baton and enters the room.
"Okay there's candles in here" he calls back "I'll light them up so we can all work here"
"You sure they're not dynamite?" Akembi asks half jokingly.
"Yes, it was
wasn't invented till the 1840's" comes the reply.
The room is lit with shimmering candle light as the whole team goes in.
"Okay we got a ritual circle on the floor, human shaped sarcophagus, work bench and a desk, some paintings on the wall too, where do we start?"
#intfic
The bench and desk are littered with tools, pieces of rock and copper wires.
Beneath them are dozens of apparently dead paired voltaic piles, wired to the sarcophagus in the rooms centre.
There are drawings and books among the debris as well as a collection of chemicals in jars.
No room for the #intfic in the above, for new folk you're Cthulhu investigators who produce a ghost hunting show called Spectre Squad.
You're in Tweeting Manor, site of a mysterious, possibly occult ritual related, explosion in 1812.
So far 1 ghost, 3 causalities and 1 dark deal,
Ignoring the fact you've unsealed a room with a pile of 208 year old chemicals the party peruse the books and notes.
Chen finds a translation of De viribus electricitatis he's quite excited about it.
"Luigi Galvani! If it wasn't for the dispute between him and Volta electricity
would have never been more than a curiosity!"
"Are you telling me modern electricity was created by the friction between the two?" Fredrick asks with a straight face.
"Yes! Isn't it brilliant?"
"We'd also never had Frankenstein if he hadn't made running current through the dead
popular" Akembi says.
"In fairness he only used a frogs leg, the dead people was society at large" Malloy chimes in "I think I got something here by the way, if you're done with the history lesson?"
He spreads some sheets of paper out.
"So our boy came up with an electric oven
accidentally, he used a combination of the shaman stones and easily sublimated" he paused as Fredrick held up a hand
"Oh, that basically means easily evaporated rocks" he explains "to create a Golems body in the sarcophagus, then, he heated metal elements inside it with a steady
current" he brandishes a sheet covered in mathematical scribblings " he'd worked out the timings and temperatures, everything to a minute, ritual took three days and nights but he got it done"
"Any notes on the ritual itself?" Akembi asks.
"He wrote it some sort of personal code,
impossible to decipher fully as it's based on his opinions on people he knew rather than a proper code system"
"Well what can we say for sure"
"As far as I can tell he had to set up a vocal command word to control the Spirit Golem as a scroll wasn't feasible"
"And that was?"
"Percevals killer, though I suspect that's a reminder of the command word not the actual word"
"Got to be more than that to go on in here" Akembi says
"Okay lets:
#intfic
To tired to do a full post today.
Going to split the party to resolve the tie, covers both options,
Which character is going to have a look at the chemicals?
#intfic
They all look around to look for clues about Perceval...
"Hey guys, those chemicals.." Chen starts to say as a there's a weird "Bloop!" sound from the corner.
"Yeah?" Akembi says
"They've been in an airtight room for 200 odd years right?"
"And we've just introduced heat into it"
Fredrick says with alarm.
There's an ominous creaking sound from the chemical jars
"SHITE!" screams Malloy
As one they all dive for the door...
-For every vote a character gets, they'll get a Dodge roll to escape the chemical detonation.
#intfic
(Alphabetical order for fairness)
Okay, back to it.
Dodge rolls first, rolled using dm.tools/dice/:
Experienced investigators, so I set Dodge at 40%
Akembi 3 Rolls: 64% Fail. 75% Fail, 25% Pass!
Chen 2 rolls: 58% Fail! 21% Pass!
Fredrick 2 rolls: 51% Fail! 38% Pass!
Malloy 2 rolls: 78% Fail! 69% Fail!
The team all dive for the small door, Chen makes it out first with Akembi shoving him along.
Fredrick and Malloy struggle to pass each other when the explosion decides for them.
Fredrick hits the floor with a burning, screaming, Malloy on top of him.
#intfic
Chen takes off his coat and starts smothering the flames while Akembi calls for a medic.
The TV crew are there in less than a minute, Malloy and Fredrick are doused with chemical fire retardant, despite Chens success at smothering the flames.
Fredrick sustained small burns but
none that aren't treatable at the scene.
Malloy is horribly burned and despite the fire being out he continues to scream.
The set medic sedates him and he's rushed off to the local hospital.
Akembi takes a few moments to gather himself after being checked over.
"Okay so..
#intfic
"Okay so lets go back in there and see what's left" Akembi says.
Fredrick, covered in creams and bandages, fixes him with a stare so malevolent it nearly as physical force.
"Fuck. Off."
"Look I know that was horrible for you but we still have a mission and the little info we have
says it's time sensitive" Akembi says, attempting to placate Fredrick
"Oh well! That's fine then! I mean it's not like I had a friend burning alive as they lay atop me just a minute ago" Fredrick says stepping up to confront Akembi face to face.
"I understand where you're coming
but we can't let his sacrifice be for nothing"
"You understand? Do you? You put us in that room without a proper assessment, if you'd understood your job we'd not be done a man and I'd not be scarred for life"
"Gentlemen" Chen intervenes "We are on camera here perhaps take this
discussion down a notch or somewhere more private"
Akembi holds Fredricks stare.
"You think you could do a better job?"
"Better? No because I'd never have taken it! I told you never should have taken this job, anything your lodge buddies touch turns to shit, how many people
have we lost so far?"
"Technically no one's dead yet, just horribly maimed" Chen attempts to interrupt again.
"SHUT UP CHEN!" they both shout at once.
"OH! Fuck both of you, kill each other then! I'm done" he says giving them both the finger and leaving, he goes
#intfic
Chen storms off, ignoring crew asking if he's alright and goes straight to the craft services table and starts rage eating.
It's a well stocked table but after a few minutes the caterers start scrambling to create replacement plates.
In the manor Fredrick and Akembi continue to
stare at each other in rage.
"If you two are going make out or fight could you do it somewhere else? Some of us have work to do" the Gaffer interrupts.
Akembi and Fredrick turn to see the Gaffer with a group of TV crew waiting to get into the hidden room.
#intfic
"What are you going to do?" Akembi asks suspiciously.
"We're going to make the room safe, then make sure that door works. It's too good to lose from the show" the gaffer replies.
"We'd appreciate it if you'd go away while we work" another crewman adds "You're bad luck"
#intfic
Yikes three way tie okay quick poll to break it
"We're not done with it" Akembi tells him.
"Well you can wait until our safety guys have extracted potentially poison gases, neutralised multiple potential spills" the Gaffer starts ticking off points on his fingers.
"some of which could cause contact burns or poison through
skin absorption, there may be some chemicals surviving that need to be disposed before they give us a secondary incident, but by all means if you want to get a fifth person phosphatised today off you go"
"Well when you put it like that.."
#intfic
I'm going to run this again in the hope of a clear winner this time or at least fewer options in a tie.
#intfic
"Well when you put it like that...
"We'll wait in the Library" Akembi says and goes off.
Fredrick lets him walk a few paces ahead and mutters a thanks to the Gaffer.
"I was about to kick his ass"
"Well there's no one else in the library and we heard nothing" he responds "Never seen a day like this one on any show"
Fredrick nods thought fully and follows on.
In the library the pile of research is still waiting on the table.
Akembi has pulled up a chair and put his jacket on it and is rolling up his sleeves.
"Right you want to do the job we came here to do or settle our differences?"
#intfic
Fredrick grabs a thick volume and hurls it at Akembi, he catches it and looks at Fredrick in horror, he backs off brandishing it.
"200 year old first editions! You animal!"
Fredrick:
#intfic
Oh ffs.
Tie breaker:
#intfic
-Okay in light of a series of ties I'm putting Chen back in...-
Fredrick and Akembi feint at each other over and over, neither wanting to commit to an attack nor willing to back off.
The door to library bang opens, Chen comes in carrying a tray followed by a caterer with another
"Gentlemen, dinner is served" he says firmly, marching between them. he shoves some of the piles of books about to make room for the trays.
The caterer puts the other tray down down besides Chen's
"Thank you Mr. Gibbs, I'll bring them back when we're done"
Fredrick and Akembi
continue to watch it other warily as Gibbs leaves.
After the door closes Chen looks at both men.
"Okay assholes, we're going to sit down and eat a hot meal now"
"Fu.." Fredrick starts to object.
Chen produces a pistol.
"I'm going to allow for the fact English isn't your first
language and you've misinterpreted that as a request.
It isn't.
You've both been very rude to me lately so tread carefully."
Akembi finds some chairs and pulls it over, Fredrick goes to the same spot and gets one for himself.
They both start with soup.
"So" Chen says..
#intfic
"I learned a new thing, the reason there's always food on these things isn't to pamper the talent but to de-stress people. Hot food in particular tends to relax people and ease tensions"
Akembi and Fredrick stop and look at the soup with suspicion.
"Your tensions easing?"
#intfic
"A bit" Akembi admits casting a wary eye at'
"Good now lets do a quick review of the incident" Chen says officiously "We all entered the room, we all saw what was in there and we chose to ignore the potential risk."
Akembi and Fredrick continue eating, Fredrick breaks a roll in
half and offers half to Akembi. He takes it with a quiet nod of appreciation.
"However as team leader Akembi will have to shoulder the responsibility for letting us do that and corporate will decide on disciplinary measures. What form that discipline will take is not up to us
Fredrick"
Chen pauses and waits for some acknowledgment of his point from Fredrick who continues eating for a moment before nodding at him.
"We need to continue on mission once you've finished eating, we're running out of time before they have to start filming by the way
#intfic
--"A bit" Akembi admits casting a wary eye at "Fredrick"-
No idea how that typo happened.
Been a hell of a day here may be fatigued.
Everyone talks at once
"Any word on Malloy?" Akembi asks
"I think we should abort" says Fredrick
"...lets review what we know" Chen says finishes his sentence.
He pauses as the other two look at each other then him.
"Okay, aborting the mission isn't an option, it's time sensitive
and the target may only have one shot left"
Fredrick throws down his soup spoon in disgust, in the quiet of the library it makes quite the clatter.
Chen looks at Akembi.
"No word yet but they got to him fast which is always good"
#intfic
Chen waits for someone else to continue the conversation.
Frederick and Akembi look at each other...
#Intfic
-yes this is just a tie break but I felt I should write something anyway.
By the by I have a Patreon for my other works:
patreon.com/posts/25411032
You people are trolling me now, this really is just like running an actual game.
In my previous games I'd usually opt for the worst outcome if the choices were tied so I'll revert to that.
I'll post what I decide that is tomorrow, feel free to make suggestions....
#intfic
"Well you two can throw away your lives on this but I'm done, I quit."says Fredrick knocking his chair over as he stands "This thing has been the worst disaster I've been involved with and I was in Kenya! I'll call H.R. on my way home. Good luck to you in your future endevaours"
"Oh, don't be like that man, we'll deal with what happened properly but we've got to stay focused on the mission right now" Chen says trying to placate him.
"I will be "like that"" Fredrick snapped doing the air quotes gesture "I'll still be alive to be "Like That" tomorrow too
unlike you guys!"
With that he storms off giving them another, less polite, gesture as he leaves.
Akembi plunges his face into his hands and after taking a long breath he looks up to Chen.
"How bad is this going to be?"
"For Malloy's incident? Internal review, disciplinary
hearing,possible demotion, probable months suspension and you'll definitely have to redo the hazardous materials course"
"And for losing Fredrick?"
"Nothing, in field resignations are so common we have a specific set of forms but he'll be asked for his version of events and that
will not be helpful in your hearing"
"I'm not getting fired though?" Akembi asked hopefully.
"Highly unlikely, finding people with the mental fortitude to do this job regularly is really difficult so getting firing for slip ups like this isn't smart, everyone's still alive so I
think as long as we get the job done you'll be okay"
"So what do we do now? Plough on?" Akembi asked.
"You're still the team lead here, it's your call. I'm just an agent these days"
"Lucky bastard"
"Lucky? I broke my diet, wife's going to kill me"
"How would she know?"
"They
always know kid, it's a phenomenon beyond the ken of even the eldritch things we hunt."
"Uh, if they always know should you really have compared her to an eldritch thing?"
"It can just mean weird and she'll happily admit to being odd, now quit stalling! Review your options and
decide the best course of action"
"Okay! Okay! We're down bodies. do we have any back up in the area?"
"You'll have to call and check but nothing was mentioned in the brief"
"So probably not..."
"But possibly yes"
"Okay we can hurt the spirit Golem so we could just go in guns
blazing"
"But we don't know where exactly in the building and we know we're on a clock"
"We do know the golem's controlled by a keyword and we have a clue about that"
"Yeah Perceval's killer what ever that means"
"Oh if only we had some means to find out.."
"Okay, first..
#intfic
-
A three way tie and no votes for the other means you're getting the other so everyone's equally miffed :)
-
"I'll check the back up situation" Akembi says dialling emergency H.R. on his phone.
Ten minutes later Chen has started perusing the pile of books they'd pulled out
earlier.
"How's it going there?" he calls over.
"My calls still important to us" Akembi replies sourly.
"Oh, that's nice"
"Yeah I feel really special"
-------------------
While waiting for Akembi's call to end, Chen decides to:
#intfic
Chen decides to keep working, occasionally tutting loudly at pencilled notes in the margins of the books, more at their existence than their content which is apparently note worthy judging by his scribbling on a pad.
Akembi has been on hold for 30 minutes now.
He should:
#intfic
"Okay" Chen says "I've figured out where he was travelling too, and he seemed very concerned that the elevation of the exit would match the entrance"
"Well yeah that makes sense, no point in marching over the plains of Leng just to die in a fall!" Akembu said placing his phone
on the table and hitting loudspeaker.
"Where was he heading?"
"Fort Michilimackinac, where the Canadians struck first"
"That works, a sizeable force could follow Brocks route south and with forces coming north they could pin him down in Detroit and that would leave all of Upper
Canada at the mercy of the other American forces."
"Yep so now we know that it also tells us something else that we can use"
"What?"
"If we know the elevation he was departing from..."
"We can figure out what floor he was on!"
A voice is speaking on the phone, at last...
#intfic
"Sorry my colleague needed something, could you say that again?" Akembi said.
"Of course sir, you're through to Emergency H.R., what's your location and how many dead?"
"Tweeting Manor, No dead 4 caualitie, one resignation"
"Ah you're the.. First we need to verify your identity"
They go through an i.d. check in short order.
"Okay that checks out Mr. Akembi, what can we do for you?"
"Well I'm down a lot of people and I was wondering if there were any staff or contractors we could call in"
There's the sound of typing.
"No sir, there's a shortage of
security staff at this time of year, it's a very busy time, especially down there. Also we've been advised no further field operatives are to be assigned to your team pending review of an incident earlier tonight."
"Well thanks anyway"
"Sorry I couldn't be of more help, is there
anything else sir?"
"Not that I can think of"
"Okay sir in that case I must end the call, good luck and remember if you need anything else we're just a phone call away"
The line goes dead.
"Well that didn't help" Akembi says "Where we at?"
While he was talking Chen has:
#intfic
"So know who started talking about electromagnet fields in 1812?" Chen asks with a smug look.
"No?"
"Faraday!"
"Good for him! Uh, what does that have to do with anything?"
"Our boy uses some of his research for this rite so we should see magnetic disturbances when we get close
to the where the rite was held"
"Cool, did you get the floor plans?"
"Nope, not sure where they are, Malloy had them last"
"And he's probably not conscious yet"
"Ask the TV guys?"
"Yeah they should have one, I'll go ask, you keep researching" Akembi says...
He asks:
#intfic
Akembi leaves the library and goes to the hidden room but the crew are gone, he checks inwith Squad 2 who have nothing to report. He goes back outside to see everyone eating, he goes over to the Gaffer's table.
He looks at Akembi like he's also dinner.
"What now?"
#intfic
"Just looking for a floor plan" Akembi says gently.
"Looking for another secret room?" he asks "Maybe bring a health and safety officer with this time? Or are you out to get everyone hospitalised in one night?"
"I'm in enough trouble without you piling on too, you know where the
plan is or not?" Akembi says struggling to suppress a surge of anger.
"Just busting your chops youngster" he says placatingly "Last I saw it Biff was going over it at the directors tent"
Akembi can see the the directors tent is empty and he doesn't see Biff anywhere:
#intfic
Akembi goes over and rifles through the papers on Biff's desk, he finds the floor plan but he also finds a set of witness statements.
Biff's been logging everything that's happened, it's clear he's trying to build leverage on Akembi but to what end?
Akembi:
#intfic
Akembi decides to file it for later discussion and hurries back to Chen with the floor plan.
He's still going through books and scribbling notes when Akembi gets into the library, he looks up excitedly
"I think I've figured out what he was doing!"
"Good work...
-
#intfic
"So first he got some measurements of elevations, the plans for the Fort would have been on record and he was working directly on the presidents orders.."
"Allegedly" Akembi held a finger up "We've no documentary evidence that it was an official mission"
"Besides what Tweeting
himself has noted down in places?"
"Could have been delusional, lot of people were round those times"
"Any way" Chen continued "What he figured was that the shaman stones were connected to another dimension and that as they were heated to dissipation temperature they didn't shift
states into gas but rather when the part that was this world was burned away the rest of the stone was pulled back into the world it came from"
"And no one noticed this before?"
"Oh the first people knew they were magical alright but we civilised people were too busy killing them
for land to pay attention"
"And by the time we did.."
"All the people who could tell us about them were dead"
"Yup, ain't civilisation grand? Anyway our Mr. Tweeting figured that out and then through a series of experiments figured if he could get enough of the rocks up to the
verge of shifting planes and hold them there, he might be able to cause a rift between planes and walk through"
"Are you saying he built a star gate?"
"Ah what?"
"A... never mind, Okay, So:
-
#intfic
(Should have picked "give me the short version" :) )
"So it was science not a ritual?" Akembi asked.
"No he used a bunch of magic rites to activate the spiritual properties of the stones and to help him find his way and besafe"
"How was he going to get out the other end?"
"One of his assistants was travelling to the entry point to
replicate the experiment there"
"He sent an academic to infiltrate enemy territory and build a magic doorway?"
"Yeah, she either didn't make it or Tweeting couldn't find the exit point"
"She?"
"Oh yes, Arkham was accepting female students from very early on, Tweeting felt if she
passed herself off as housewife fleeing the conflict with kit and caboodle she should be allowed pass unharmed"
"Risky!"
"Well he did send two college porters to pose as male relatives so it wasn't as risky as it sounds"
"Must look into what happened to them when we finish here"
"Anyway, he combined all that with the voltaic piles to create the doorway. I can only assume that after he went through the heat regulator failed and all the stones dissipated at once, combined with the energies around such a portal some sort of explosion was inevitable"
#intfic
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