• The Ohio cult madness.

Posted: **Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:51 am**

Well I was first to arrive in Madien's Tears to help Dark out, guess I start the after action report for everyone. I arrived to town about 8 AM to start looking around the library for the book Dark metioned. I felt as welcomed in there as a wolf in a flock of sheep, the local constable showed up after about an hour of my sitting and reading in the library. The man was swaggering like he was a god reurning to claim his lands.

"You should be moving on friend, the gentlman you came looking for got a ride out last night. If you hurry you can catch up to 'im in the next town over." he sai in a cold tone.

"If my friend had gotten a ride he would have called me or messaged me with that information. I am still looking for a young woman and her daughter as well."

"Ain't been no young lady in town mister. You need to leave or I'll run you in for tresspassing and what ever else I can think of."

I guess the thought that this man may have know where Dark, Louise and Nikki were and was now trying to cow me down made my fuse burn fast. I jumped up and moved in on him, he stepped back and almost went for his gun before he got a good look at my face. I grabbed him by the collar and after a simple activation of a supernatural stregnth spell picked him up and walk to the door out.

"Do not threaten me you sorry excuse for a law enforcement officer. I will not be ran off because you think a gun and badge are all you need to be a pompous ass to strangers. A word of advice, pray that my friend and the ladies are safe. If not I am going to hold you responsible for any injury they get." I growled in anger.

My flaw in life, sometimes my temper gets the best of me in minor situations like this. I dropped the man on his ass and walked back in to continue my research and await the others. More to follow after some rest, the ritual and scrying all night for Koyla are hard on any one.

Michael T.

Posted: **Sat Jul 07, 2007 11:56 pm**

Wish I had been there then. :lol:

My team showwed up next, and set up to try and watch the town. When they tried to do a quiet look see in the town after dark is when they meet up wit the Squid heads.
I will go into that story later.

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 12:31 am**

Squid head stories are never boring. At least they shouldn't be.

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 1:32 am**

They weren't.

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 1:35 am**

Just for a bit of impartial observation-EW

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 2:03 am**

Should have been there, then you really would have a reason to be disgusted.

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 3:13 am**

I've seen worse than them, but not by much. Still, they were really damn creepy, and they hit like a ton of bricks.

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 9:35 am**

Did they squirt ink, too?

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 10:57 am**

A cryptozoologist's dream.

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 12:22 pm**

No ink, but they did aquirt alot of blood when you took their head off.

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 3:23 pm**

I'm sorry, but anything I say from this point on would just be redundant, so I'll just watch from now on.

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 9:04 pm**

Discorporation?

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 9:31 pm**

They turned into calamari. No, seriously they did.

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 9:46 pm**

Ghost.

Posted: **Sun Jul 08, 2007 11:39 pm**

My first squid thing slid out of an eatery near the town square.

Fortunately Mr. Fluffers had let me know he was there before he made a move and I greeted the Calamari Kid with a chest full of 00 Buck.

He staggered but ther was no sign of any other effect. I ran a few more rounds of it into him with no obvious effects either.

It was mostly keeping him back, but he was still getitng closer so I switched to a few of my special rounds and fired for effect.

The damned thing just kept coming, though I did take it of it's feet with a shot to the shins . . . that gave me enough time to kick down the door of a dollar store and slip inside.

Using the shelves for cover I worked on him, dodging around the shelves to hit him with my Blade and my Piece. Rolling garlic oil grenades at him. I even tried my taser and a few good kicks - but nothing.

I shoulder rushed my way through the door at the back of the shop and tried to come up with another plan. . .

Posted: **Mon Jul 09, 2007 1:02 am**

Ok, ok, they didn't turn into calamari, but it was a funny thought.

Posted: **Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:13 am**

Perhaps if I were high I would have giggled inanely.

Posted: **Mon Jul 09, 2007 1:01 pm**

The first few I killed was with the my unique pistol. The rest from what I remember I bludgeoned to death with a iron poker.

I think I am going to mount the remains of it in my office.

Posted: **Mon Jul 09, 2007 1:21 pm**

So no discorporation then.

Posted: **Mon Jul 09, 2007 1:40 pm**

To be honest, I really do not remember. As I have said many times, I was far from being in the correct frame of mind.

Posted: **Mon Jul 09, 2007 1:48 pm**

If there are remains to be mounted, then no discorporation.

Posted: **Mon Jul 09, 2007 2:05 pm**

The remains I was referring to was the twisted remains of my iron poker. Someone had to slice it in two in the attempt to stop me from attacking GhostSpider.

Posted: **Mon Jul 09, 2007 2:11 pm**

Posted: **Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:08 pm**

Actually, it was me that sliced it in two.
:wink:

Posted: **Mon Jul 09, 2007 11:25 pm**

Anyway . . .

I'd taken no less than a couple of steps out the door when it hurled itself through the window at me.

It hit me hard . . . not Khavik hard, but I've been hit by plenty of strong things and this was in the top ten.

We crahsed through a railing and off the back porch of the store we fell the 5 or 6 feet to the ground in a tangled heap and proceeded to wrestle each other for position.

He was stronger than me, and he had those tenticles slapping me in the face, trying to grab my head and bring it in for a kiss or something.

I knew that I didn't want no intimate relations with anything that has tenticles so I brought my knee up as hard as I could into it's chest. Still didn't hurt it, but I staggered it enough for me to kick it off me and get to my feet.

He flipped up to his feet and rushed me again, so I went low and took him out at the knees. He fell forward and smashed his head off a wrought iron fence and dropped to the ground.

I got to my feet as quick as I could and was ready for the next shot . . . but it didn't come.

Instead he moaned a bit and clutched at his head/squid thing. Then he slowly started to get to his feet.

He was down, but not out.

In desperation I ran to the fence and tried to pry one of the rails loose.

The monster got up and started to pull himself along me towards the fence.

I started kicking the fence, trying to pop the rail off.

Just as the mosnter was about to reach me the rail clanged to the ground.

I dove for the rail and swung it with all of my might at the creature's head. . .

Posted: **Tue Jul 10, 2007 1:11 am**

Wow. Good work. So far sounds like a job well done.

Posted: **Tue Jul 10, 2007 1:17 am**

Shadow, did you return to the reservation and smooth things over with the folks there?

Posted: **Tue Jul 10, 2007 1:37 am**

Yeah Found a healed Shamen to boot, who aplogized for the bad reception we recieved.

Posted: **Tue Jul 10, 2007 1:48 am**

Well, I actually thought we would have to apologize, considering the broken bones and banged up prides we left behind.

Oh, and what happened to the totem?

Posted: **Tue Jul 10, 2007 1:56 am**

Well i did get a few dark looks still but most of them did get the idea that we could have done much worse, if that had been our intent. I was going to return the totem but the Shamen told me to keep it as the guardian told him it would be safe with me, and they still have the other one.