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mentallydatingahotcelebrity · 3 years

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LOKI SHOW AU:

Sylvie is a 16/17 year old character called “Nokka” (which is Norse feminine for No One). Loki reluctantly takes her under his wing when he meets her. After some time running from the TVA, and dealing with issues where Nokka “wants revenge” but struggles with hurting people when it comes down to it (esp from the TVA because she knows they’re all mind-controlled variants) Loki sits her down and demands to know the truth “because for a Loki you’re a terrible liar”.

Nokka admits/reveals that she’s NOT a Loki at all, just an Asgardian orphan who messed with the time-stream by accident (overhearing Loki tell a guard to inform Odin Thor was going to Jotunheim and running ahead to tell the Allfather when the soldier sneered at Loki’s back or smth else trivial). Loki asks her why she never chose a name for herself aside from what others gave her, and she says she didn’t really have time while being on the run to think of anything but Loki.

Loki is semi touched by this (but says nothing). (Nokka wistfully mentions in passing that while hiding on Midgard she heard the name Sylvie and thought it was nice too). Loki comforts her with a bit of awkwardness, then announces he’s going to help her with her powers and how to fight “less like an alley cat and more like a warrior from Asgard”. He also tells her that if she truly wants vengeance, she’s going to have to kill people. Nokka rebuts this with the declaration that she’s already killed people—citing those she’s had to kill to survive. Loki acknowledges that, but states that those killings are different from what she’s going to have to do if they want to win and get out with their lives.

(Aside: Kang wants Loki captured because OG Loki is different from the rest of his variant selves because he ADAPTS and grows his personality and character—whereas other Lokis do not. Kang feels OG Loki and Nokka are a threat to his rule, and he wants to permanently erase them to keep his rule over the Timeline secure)

Loki and Nokka make their way through the worlds and pull off a heist and crash the TVA with Mobius’s help. Ravonna prunes Mobius and Nokka out of rage and bitterness for destroying the order/TVA she loves—Loki, though he could escape, prunes himself too (showing how he can change his character from the other variants of himself).

In The Void, Loki stumbles among other loki variants, and finds Nokka moping by herself in one corner of Kid Loki’s underground palace. At the same time, Mobius arrives and busts them out of “Loony Loki Jail”. Impressed and amused, once they’re safe Loki asks how Mobius found them. The TVA agent declares that he found a trail of “complete and utter chaos, and followed that”. The trio share a laugh over this before growing solemn and trying to figure out what to do. Loki discusses Alioth and the strange energy the monster gives off, as well as the malevolent eternal purple mist. Mobius makes the offhand remark about going into it, or Nokka using her “wacky mind-controlling powers” on Alioth to get passed the giant to explore the mist.

Nokka hedges, nervous because she’s never controlled anything that big before. She walks away to sit by herself, staring out at the undulating violet mist. Loki likes the plan and irons out some details with Mobius before wandering down to Nokka. He sits beside her silently. Nokka announces “you can’t manipulate me like Thor—no Jotunheim trip 2: This Time Alioth.” Loki agrees that he can’t. Nokka smiles but hugs her knees to her chest with a shiver, rocking slowly. Loki asks what’s wrong—if she’s scared. Nokka shakes her head “just cold”. Loki magicks a blanket and gives it to her kindly, petting her hair (in a dad way lmao). They sit in silence staring at the mist. Loki quietly messes around beside her, magicking knives and bracers and other small pieces of armor for himself (we’ll give him an Asgardian tunic somewhere along the line because BURN the fugly TVA clothes). Nokka glances at him as he does this. Loki catches her and they share Looks.

Nokka shrugs and turns away. Carefully, as he cleans a dagger with a cloth, Loki wonders about two people controlling Alioth. Nokka eyes him warily. Loki briefly demonstrates/elaborates on how he can reveal or illuminate thoughts and parts of the mind, but can’t control it like she can. He quietly declares that if she shows him how, perhaps they can do it together. Nokka hesitates, but agrees.

So Mobius goes to distract Alioth. Classic Loki sees this (and as the only one actually paying attention to Nokka and OG Loki, runs in to help, doing the same thing he did in the show, allowing Mobius to escape). Nokka falters with the mind control, but Loki takes her hand and encourages her (insert some witty line about “only learning that day himself, after all”) and Nokka presses on. They succeed, and stare at a pathway through the mist.

Loki glances at Nokka, and tells her to “lead the way”. Grinning, but quickly sobering, Nokka heads toward the path. Mobius catches up to Loki then, and informs Loki he’s going back to the TVA to “raise more hell”. Loki grins, and Mobius “thanks him for the spark” like in the show. They embrace (to Loki’s surprise) before Loki follows Nokka. Mobius watches them until they disappear into the mist and then summons an orange portal and vanishes himself.

Walking through the mist, Nokka declares something “off”, and Loki agrees “like being laid in ambush”. Unsettled, they continue—but draw blades. At last they reach a half-burned and dilapidated castle at the edge of a cosmos. They come up to the black doors but nothing happens. Nokka blasts the doors off their hinges, increasingly paranoid. Loki criticizes the action but they proceed anyway. (Everything basically happens as in the show, but Kang is Not Friendly—menacing and ominous (think horror movie character—something off but not obvious) due to him wanting to destroy both Loki and Nokka). Loki catches on before Nokka to Kang’s intentions, and stands, lashing out at Kang. Nokka is confused and feels lied to (let’s say there’s some truth twisted into lies Kang said about Loki “and his lust for power” so she feels uncertain). A fight ensues between Kang and Loki but Kang uses Loki’s Frost Giant heritage against him. Kang says he’d accept Nokka as a protégé “because I’ve watched you—you’re teachable” but wants her to kill Loki “to prove she’s not as worthless as he is”.

Loki looks at her as she walks up to him, and he tells her “you only grow as far as you allow people to cage you” (or some other philosophical elegant line). Making the realization that Nokka will truly be just an imitation of all the other Loki variants if she kills Loki for her own self-succession, she drops the knife and instead frees Loki from whatever magical/enchanted snare Kang got him into. Kang lashes out, but Loki jumps up in front of Nokka, and takes whatever blow it was (maybe permanent obliviation, maybe transport to another timeline idk yet). Looking triumphant at the empty room, Kang turns around and wanders back to his desk “another mess all cleared up” he hums to himself.

Nokka appears out of the shadows and grabs his arm as he moves to sit, whirling Kang around. Angrily, tears in her eyes, she stabs him twice in the chest with one of Loki’s daggers he’d dropped. Kang collapses back into his chair, and laughs at her. He says some things about his alternate selves being even more cruel than him, that he’s “a kitten” in comparison, and she’ll never defeat them—“just a little nobody. Doomed to fail because you don’t have a name to be remembered by. A No One.” Nokka stoops over him, wielding Loki’s knife.

“I’m not no one—I’m Sylvie. Lokidottir.” She stabs Kang. After he dies, she wanders to the window, staring out at the splintering multiverse. She collapses, crying, because she’s alone. “You promised we’d win together,” she whispers to herself, a little broken.

(Opening to Consider for a potential Part II: a large flash of green out in the multiverse. Sylvie jerks her head up and stares—before grinning.)

Some notes:

The whole “love yourself” angle in this AU of the show is Loki learns to care for Sylvie even when she lashes out—and treats her as he would have wanted to be treated when he lashed out.

Kang is Not Nice. He’s not as bad as other versions of himself, but he is absolutely the bad guy in this AU.

Loki isn’t an idiot. Full stop. And he uses magic A LOT.

Loki takes a mentor role in this. HE IS THE MAIN CHARACTER, and Sylvie is a secondary role that morphs into an MC. He doesn’t get run over by Sylvie’s girl!pain backstory.

Sylvie isn’t a shitty annoying asshole kween. She’s a scared teenager. She’s not capable of huge fights or dumb shit like the canon shitshow.

This is Very Much a sibling or father/daughter relationship between Loki and Sylvie. No romance. PLATONIC ONLY!!!!

The TVA is EVIL. Not “a necessary evil” but completely, absolutely, reprehensibly evil. Autocratic and fascist, if you will. The interrogation Loki endures in the first episode (and then with Sif in episode ???) will be framed as torture.

Can’t really think of a faceclaim to the Nokka/Sylvie character (cuz DiMartino would be WAAAY too old for this one). But I’m thinking like a young Maia Mitchell or Mackenzie Foy type teenager. Gotta be brunette—cuz the blonde is stupid as shit and makes no sense. We want a Lady Loki lookalike here, folks (even if she’s NOT Loki; Nokka made herself APPEAR like him after taking his name so she could to be called one of his variants).

This makes room for a Loki “replacement” so Hiddleston could bow out, AND makes it “feministy” for the ladies; but ALSO allows for GOOD WRITING and Loki to keep his dignity/agency as a main character/antihero.

This whole thing was fully and completely inspired by this song while I drove home from work:

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@fast-and-the-curious what say u to this AU?

#anti loki #the shitshow: a rewrite

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ofcloudsandstars · 4 years

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Hey guys so here is my experience from last night lmaoo get ready cause it was unsurprisingly a hot mess full of white people microaggressions and me being alone as the only black person present having to deal with their spiritual charade shenanigans.

It's a bit long but it's a colorful description of the event and the experience taking ayahuasca, a wrap up of my own spiritual and magical journey and also a rant on the caucasity rampant in spirituality lol. A tl;dr is that it's sad that White People have to go across the world to take medicine from other people that have ceremonies revolving around it when.. we literally have our own stuff here that's like.. nearly the same vibe.. But more on that below.

So last night for the lions gate sun lining up with sirius star I was invited last minute to an ayahuasca ceremony in the edge of London kind of by Richmond park. The whole universe really opened up for me to do this Ceremony.

At first I was like I dunno I mean its hosted by wealthy white people right? Admission was £200 and I was like absolutely Not, not for a medicine taken far away from it's land and I dunno how the experience was going to be like, plus it was on a Saturday night until Sunday morning and I work in hospitality and if I couldn't get Tuesdays off to at least work in the garden center growing food and plants how would I get the full weekend off? Plus the ceremony was already full. Well without even ASKING, or really thinking much about it, for once in like.. 2 years working for this company I got the full weekend off?!?! The fuck!!!!! Like I literally had to go to my director to fight my manager to try to get off Tuesdays which are the QUIETEST day of the week for hospitality but I got the full weekend off on like one of the hottest summer weekends in England. My friend co-hosting the ceremony called me to tell me that I wouldn't have to pay full admission and it was all donation to the tribe anyway (like suggested donation) anything I could give would be appreciated but I certainly did not have to pay the full fee. Then I was supposed to go to the beach with my friends in the morning but that all fell through due to unforeseen circumstances. I was thinking the beach trip would make me unable to go to the ceremony but it was just like.. cancelled the morning of lol. Lastly this guy dropped out last second so there was space for me.I was like damn it was like the Universe reshuffled itself for me many times to do this so like sure I will take this opportunity. Plus my friend in this group did work with the tribe in Brazil earlier this year and they are friends with them and do this to raise money so that they can sustain themselves better, like they are building solar panels for electricity, building chicken coups and trying to integrate little bits of modern society (like the electricity and water filtration parts, not like social media and capitalism lmao) into their lives. The last ceremony they did they raised like 2,000 pounds and this got the tribe a lot of food and funds to buy solar panels. So I was like ok this is also a good cause I always would love to help out indigenous people that protect the Earth.

Anyway there was a vibe about the way the Universe just opened itself up for this medicine that reminded me of Mushrooms. Like it's a strange thing but people that take mushrooms medicinally say it as well like it finds you when you need it. Last night I also got a great link to healing mushrooms as well and it was just the time to open myself up to that type of frequency I guess. For a while before it was a challenge to find for years I’ve been living here, but all of a sudden the universe was like: here you go! Anyway I was thrilled to work with this medicine and ground the lessons I've learned getting pinball tossed around the cosmos on DMT at the beginning of 2020 in January.

So yes I got to the edge of London and it was in some beautiful secret entrance building painted with murals of green jungle designs, A LOT of Indian spiritual symbolism everywhere, statues of Ganesha and other bejeweled paintings of Indian gods. It was beautiful but to be frank as much as I find Hinduism beautiful I never related much to it cause it's not my culture. What I mean by 'relate' is that there is this SEVERE obsession in white western cultures looking for spirituality in Hinduism and I never really got it. Like yes it's beautiful like many other nature-based spiritual religions but we are so far removed from the climate and nature of India like why are they so fascinated by it? Then.. there were some red flags...

Ok for starters I was the ONLY NOT-WHITE PERSON there. I think it bothered me more in this moment cause I just got off discussing with an incredible Earthy witch in NYC who changed my life who's trying to do work by providing a nature sanctuary garden for POC how nature is so inaccessible to us and it's gate-kept by wealthy white people. I could elaborate on that more later but this post will be long enough lol. But anyway, why is this medicine not accessible to POC? When it's something not even native to here either? So it's like deliberately not shared with us?

Then there were just some people's vibes like ooooh boy I dunno why but some people just felt cold towards me? Like I guess they were annoyed at me showing up last minute to their ceremony? But my friend was co-hosting it? Like if you trust my friends judgement you should have trusted her in inviting me like I am not some asshole. But they were like.. impatient with me I guess? Like 'oh you didn't bring a waterbottle?? Guess you gotta borrow one of ours.' like BITCH I don't know what to expect man the closest experience I had to this substance was DMT where it knocks you the fuck out of your body and your spirit gets catapulted into the cosmos like I didn't know I gotta bring shit, damn! And then there were some people I felt like I just didn't want to talk to. Like they already had this cold vibe towards me like they didn't think I was relatable cause I wasn't some white cosmic yoga hippie like them (sorry I am a black bog witch like leave me alone) but anyway the way they were talking about the medicine was kind of irking me too like, 'ooh can't wait to clear some stuff I just gotta clear it out you know?' I am like, Becky we gonna be vomiting into buckets like calm down.

AND THEN LASTLY oooh boy so when you do any psychedelic the space really matters right? My friend like.. assigns me this fucking (ooh boy just typing this story and reliving it I am already getting heated lmaooo) |CORNER| spot and what I mean by corner is that it is in the corner of the room but wedged between the fireplace so you are stuck between 3 tight walls and you can't fully lie down or stretch your legs. Everyone across the room could lie down but me. Then there are like vomit buckets and this white girls crystal grid blocking my path if I need to leave to use the toilet or even stretch my legs so already I am having a slight panic moment cause I hate being confined. In general, I tend to like to pick aisle seats on planes and stand on either corners by the door of the elevator cause I fucking hate being confined. So I say something immediately like: ok well can I change spots? I am worried about being blocked. Can I sit there? 'no someone is there.' There? 'no' etc. So I am just like omg I am going to have to deal with it and some people are getting a bit fussy that I am trying to demand better treatment, so I am leaving it. They at least move the pile of vomit buckets out my way lol. But these white women next to me have also taken ALL OF THE NICE fucking pillows to make themselves super comfortable pillow chairs like one for their ass and back against the wall and they were like: oh no you'll need a pillow too! (Cause the ceremony is 12 hours long throughout the night like 9 to 9) and I was like yeah... and they were like: oh no there is no more!! But like CLEARLY all of the nice cushiony things were not evenly distributed across the room and the few people who did not get some nice cushions at least had space to stretch their legs. I didn't really say anything cause obviously these two white women had like pillow thrones happening next to me and this woman literally said with a pouty face: Aww, now I feel bad cause I have two nice pillows! BITCH, WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY?!?!?! Fucking christ. See?? SEE IT's shit like THIS that make POC hate that kind of white guilt shenanigans like, oh my god bitch either swallow your guilt in peace or give me a fucking pillow like you are trying to shift the position on to me to pressure you into giving me a pillow which you would either read as demanding or hope that I stay silent and be like: it's ok! so you can enjoy your comfort in peace and be free of your guilt. Like fuck off!!

Then there was this full time astrologer there who has some indigenous feather clip in her hair for some reason. She wanted to say a few things about what was going on with the planets. She was like: I love charting asteroids cause I feel like it's a representation of the divine feminine coming back! (I was going to be like: Me too! But the way she spoke about it was like.. not all of it is feminine? What do you mean?) she was talking about Medusa and eros conjunct in gemini right now and the myth of medusa being smited by aphrodite for being beautiful or whatever and I am thinking like I do not recall this myth cause it was Athena that turned her into the 'monster' to protect her wtf. And wanted to talk about mars retrograde that's not coming up for a while. So anyway I am like: Yeah! I love astrology too! All that you talked about was pretty cool but I also wanted to mention some big changes are coming up with Uranus going into retrograde a week from now!! :) and everyone just like.. disregarded what I said.. Like she was like: oh yeah.. that's just an outer planet.. OK BITCH like I am pretty sure Uranus, a big ass planet that has to do with revolution, freedom and change going retrograde until Autumn is much more noteworthy than some little asteroid who's myth and energy you've completely misinterpreted being conjunct with Eros. (Eros is moving into Cancer really soon too so the conjunction isn't even going to last that long). Plus I wanted to mention that it was nice that we were doing this ceremony on an Aries moon cause it's like the symbolic start of a cycle yet it's a disseminating moon so it's also like starting off a cycle by celebrating the fruits of our success. But no one really wanted to listen to me anymore though that energy did influence my trip.

Anyway there was a part of me that was pretty bummed that my best witch friend that I did DMT with could not have come as well cause there just was no more space. At least we are always on the same vibe with everything and we would have been laughing about the shadiness of it all or excited about what's to come but I felt pretty alone during this ceremony.

So it begins, I got my borrowed waterbottle, the smallest, thinnest and hardest pillow that no one wanted for my ass that hurt more to sit on then the thin yoga mat that was just as thick as a human mousepad and I am like: who knows I may be so out of it I won't notice my space as much. The woman leading this is someone who worked with my friend in the tribe in Brazil. She is Russian and got the feathers in her blonde whispy hair and shit I am like oh boy. She explains what work they were doing and the reason for the fundraiser like the details of what the tribe is building and how they are supporting themselves. Also the tribe that night were also doing an ayahuasca ceremony earlier to sync with us so that they can meet up in the Astral plane which is really beautiful. She also explained how they were surprised at westerners fascination with the medicine. Cause they are like: this is apart of everyday life and there are other healing plants in the amazon too. Like why do westerners have a fascination with this? It is a way to connect with the jungle and cleanse yourself and reset (once again I am making that connection to mushrooms I am like.. the vibe sounds oddly familiar), but they find westerners interest in it weird.

Ok so we start with some ceremonies to open up the space and create this 'fire spiral' altar in the middle of the room. They light the pillar candle and have a tea light for everyone in the room. We each go around to light our tea light in the spiral with our intention allowed. People go there and declare stuff like: I am free, I am aligned with my path, etc. I think about my intention for this trip and how it feels like another pillar of understanding in my journey to connect with my heart energy, love myself and be proud of my accomplishments cause I really came a long way. I was a bit afraid it was going to be another chaotic DMT experience but I just reminded myself that no matter how bad I felt everything was going to be ok cause I have people in this world that care about me. Even if I disappear somewhere or end up dead someone will come looking for me. And I know that sounds dramatic and morbid but at one point like 5 years ago I really did not have that. I was alone, lost and suicidal. I know what loneliness can do to people and it's nice all of the friends I pulled together in London who are creative diverse witches that all made great friends with each other as well through me and it's like we created this new found family that cares and supports each other. So I light my candle and say alloud: I am protected by love and reflect that in the things I create. Anyway the ceremony leader is like.. can I say something?? BITCH!!! HOOOOO MY GOD I should I have said NO but I was like, ok, she is the ceremony leader so I am like.. go ahead.. She was like: By saying you are protected by love that's implying you could be attacked.. (Like Why the fuck would you say this?? While I am lighting my candle?? You are putting negative energy towards my intention wtf) I was like no I meant it like.. I am supported by love. She is like: ah yeah that's better say that. She did not want to correct NONE OF THESE OTHER PEOPLE when they were saying 'I am free'? BITCH you could have had the same energy like: that's implying you could be enslaved. Anyway that irritated me into my trip. I took the ayahuasca from her and as I was feeling the effects I was feeling more and more adamant about my intentions.

I was thinking about the times when I was alone, when I was targeted and attacked by this stupid racist social group in college that made me feel unworthy of friendship and it was hard to make new friends until I was 21 cause it was a city college so most people hung out with their highschool friends until they were old enough to go out and drink so the first two years I was fucking lonely and the subject of like a lot of harassment when I did try to socialize in clubs and would run into those people there. It nuked my self esteem. Plus though I did so much finding friends magic it was really difficult finding friends that into the same things I was. Sometimes I felt like I was the only witch, the only person really into nature and magic. After college I did another spell and met this incredible witch that we synched so much (I have def wrote wild adventures with us together but she was also abusive cause at that point I still did not know how to establish my boundaries well) but I met other amazing witches in NYC but eventually we all moved. The incredible Earth witch who changed my life was the one who accidentally gave me shrooms that were like grown with love and intention that helped break down my mental barriers and help me take charge of my life and finally move out of my house I grew up in.. like completely out of the country and into England to start my life anew. In England I was successful in making a whole community of loving witch friends who really care about me and add to the ceremonies I host. I joined greenspaces to learn how to grow food and plants. I fucking STRUGGLED in my job getting my food in the door with bartending and slaving my way up until I have a cushy desk office job with healthcare. All in 2 years. I fucking hauled ass and created and manifested the life I always wanted when I was suicidal in NYC thinking that this reality was impossible. And every time I feel anxious I know that since I love and trust in myself that I will always protect myself and even if I was worried I have like a whole SET of magical badass witch friends who would help me at anything and I would do the same for them.

When my roommate was threatening to call the police on me back when lockdown happened (long story) one friend did some healing on her and she like completely came to her senses and apologized the next day which was wild considering that she's such a proud self-absorbed person and would never do that. She realized that she was acting super ugly and was like wow I don't want to be this person. (Also I was so close to cursing the shit out of her lol but we are cool now). Also I am going away to Italy for the first time to be with this gorgeous man who wants to take me around his hometown but I am only going cause another close witch friend just moved to the neighboring town and will check up on me. She made sure to call him without me even asking to look at his itinerary and include herself and her boyfriend in a night of drinks to check up on us lmaoo. She is such an Aries I love her. If anything would happen to me she would make sure I was safe and could stay with her if something went wrong. God I could go on about each friend, how they've helped me with confidence, healing, safety and just feeling loved, valued, accepted and less alone which is powerful in this society that thrives on people not valuing themselves and where pure unconditional love has seemed to have lost it's meaning. One thing I admire about trees so much is how when they grow together their roots intertwine underneath the ground so that they can support each other upright during winds and storms. They also send nutrients to each other and help each other grow. I feel like I made a network of trees with witch friends in London and I am proud of that when I didn't have that years ago when I was alone and actively hated by a group in college. (I mean about the group it was more like a dynamic where a guy who had control over the club wanted to shun me cause he just likes the power dynamic of picking someone to talk shit about like literally if it was not me it was going to be someone else. So one party cause I did have a crush on him, I told him as I was wasted I was into him but then later apologized when sober if he didn't feel the same way. Like it really wasn't a big deal, I was a flirty 19 year old, but it was fuel for him to once again redirect negative attention on someone cause he's someone who's insecure so he likes the power of getting others focus on people and crush them. The "mutual friends" kind of didn't care about what was going on. The reason why this dynamic worked is cause in a way everyone was a bit lonely and didn't value themselves so they were willing to do anything to fit into a toxic social circle to have access to a club room and drink underage on campus to feel included and didn't want to question who the witch hunt of the week was so they could feel like they were in the ‘in crowd’. It was pathetic when one of them would be the new target and they would come to me like: boohoo I know what it feels like. Bitch I do not care and I made new friends and moved on. Fucking cunts. -Another thing about being protected by love is like as a black woman even though I got some privileges being mixed and half European I still was subject to racism and I am still scared of hate crimes fueled by sexism and queerphobia but I have friends who will support me and understand and if anything happened to me people would care. Like yes some people in this world DO have things to fear about getting attacked cause we are not all privileged in society to not fear getting hurt Karen.

Anyway as the ayahuasca was kicking in I started getting a bit emotional cause I was thinking about people in the world that really deserve to be loved in this society that condemns us for loving ourselves which is the most important thing. I was crying thinking about black kids especially black girls trying to survive in this society or LGBT+ kids and how some people can't even have their existences respected. How people mock others for their gender identity but those people are in a constant battle with loving themselves cause I am sure at the end of the day they feel hopeless at times or giving up and have to fucking battle dysphoria and have to survive in a society that actively wants them dead and its really fucking upsetting like hooo them psychadelics were opening my heart and grief while this white woman across the room was doing some downward dog yoga shit into her bucket so she can wretch into it lmaoo..

When it started kicking in, boy omgg I felt SO GOOD but I was like.. This.. THIS (I got so mad when I realized this) THIS IS JUST FUCKING MUSHROOMS LIKE!!!!! !!! ! THIS VIBE IS SERIOUSLY JUST SHROOMS, THE JUNGLE EDITION™ like no wonder the tribes are like: what are white people on about? Cause if they all came with their pashmina scarves, harem pants and grinch-finger dreadlocks to my woodland for mushrooms, especially when there are so many magical plants as well but they are just focusing on this psychedelic when there's also like native medicines in every land I would be a bit confused too. Like we were drinking something that was the equivalent of mushroom tea but it made you vomit it back up eventually. Ohh my god lmaooo.

I felt so beautiful though. Some comparisons if you guys have done mushrooms: where as mushrooms make you feel these gentle pulsations like everything is breathing around you had has this gentle life breathing among everything like it's all connected (like the mycellium under a forest), ayahuasca makes you feel so sensual like everything is kind of just rolling like how the underside of waves look except the waves are large snakes. Like things start getting wavy the way snakes move but slow and sensually, think like the way a bellydancers hips can roll. It was a whole MOOD. Also with mushrooms when you close your eyes you can see these beautiful patterns bloom before your eyes like pastel art nouveau fractal patterns of tree roots, or clusters of bubbles you'd see looking at plant stems vascular bundles under a microscope or the web-like pattern you see in butterfly and dragonfly wings. With ayahuasca when you close your eyes you see like bright neon colored geometric shapes expanding like bismuth crystals, the patterns you see in indigenous textiles like triangles and cubes, sometimes they will lattice together and make beautiful neon snake-skins that gently slither together. If you've ever seen Miyazaki's/Studio Ghibli's castle in the sky it reminds me of that 'lost technology' metal blocks with runes and scriptures on it moving around. Sometimes you will be following this thread of cubes and they'd be moving around like in that scene and in this cavern of blocks you'd see this celestial-looking geometric crystaline being be revealed. It's very beautiful. Though mushrooms can make you purge, it really does not happen often. However with ayahuasca it's almost a guarantee you will vomit it back up.

So people are all wretching everywhere as the ceremony leader is singing some folk songs from the tribe to guide us through our journey. What's cool is that you kind of feel that purge coming towards the peak end of the trip like a kind of brown murky snake rising from the bottom of your body up like kundalini energy starting from the base of your spine bowels past your stomach up until it pokes from your throat opening up that passage way until you feel it in your head and you just release it all out into the bucket. Not really glam but it doesn't taste bad but then again being a bog witch I drink all sorts of murky plant teas so I am used to the flavor palate. (It's like a sweet in an aromatic way and reminds me of one of those chinese medicinal murky teas).

Also as I was realizing the similarities between this and shrooms I was like wow it's a shame that we aren't outside or somewhere with jungle plants at least to connect with that plant energy. Instead we are in this hindu spiritual retreat place but if we just did some shrooms we could have been out in the sunlight at richmond park hugging the massive ancient trees there and feeding the wild deer summer strawberries like instead I am fucking cramped in this corner vomiting into a bucket with this exotic medicine.

As my trip went on I was thinking more about my friends who care about me and support me and how much I loved them and I couldn't stop thinking about my best witch friend that I did DMT with whom I wish was there. Like we would at least have been laughing about this or vomiting together or she would be like: omg this would be such great play-write material. She is white passing but super self aware and would at least make sure that I felt ok and included in all of this. I took a moment to step out of the circle to text her about the details and the woman in the corner doing yoga and vomiting in her downward dog pose and she was cackling and of course since the medicine connects you to that heartspace I was like confessing how much I care about her and how much of a special friend she was to me and was tearing up but one of the ceremony leaders followed me outside and was like: no phones!! It's not good energy!! Omg?? Like sorry I forgot cellphones were the devil's energy, it's not like I am bored and scrolling through social media, I just wanted to connect with my best friend who makes me feel less alone thanks.. Anyway I went back after being scolded and tried to get comfortable in my cramped spot.

Some positive affirmations I did get through all this was that (bringing back the disseminating moon vibe) I was loved and should be really proud of how far I've come. I kept thinking about all the people I love and cared about and how I should express my love in little ways that will make them happy like celebrating love everyday to make sure that people can feel supported cause it was the themes of my DMT trip too but now it was clearer and more grounded. I also got messages that sometimes I tend to be too selfless and there will be a time that I will help others but I should prioritize myself first mostly cause when my cup is full or when I get to positions of power or comfort I can always share that with people I care about. It was a good conclusion to a half years effort cause this also reflected my Glastonbury trip back in November where this witch who read my tarot cards gave me the clearest reading of my life and told me that I would not do well if I did not confront my heart energy and the pain there that was still festering from the social experience at university. So the efforts I went through my friend giving me sound healing and the DMT trip and other stuff has really opened up my heart and helped me to connect with that energy and care about myself more. But there was the theme again of I really need to protect myself first. Sometimes when the white girl next to me was mercilessly wretching and wailing into her bucket I felt so emotional for her that I would fan her but I would get this loud voice in my head like: DID SHE EVEN ASK THAT OF YOU?? FAN YOURSELF IT'S HOT BITCH- SHE OK SHE GOT HER FUCKING PILLOW THRONE WHEN YOUR ASS IS ON THE HARD GROUND. After purging and trying to get comfortable in my corner I would get increasingly aware of the lack of space and how I was starting to feel claustrophobic and it was starting to fuck with me. Cause yeah I got mental health issues, but it's usually under wraps when I take care of myself like, good sleep, food and water but, I was getting sleep deprived since this was an all night ceremony, I wasn't able to eat food to fast before this, and now I can't even fucking lie down cause I was in a coffin of a corner on the hard ground. My muscles and knee joints were starting to hurt. People were so in the zone just like.. doing arm-trance dance shit or throwing up while the ceremony host was hollering some songs which no one understood the meaning to and I felt at that point it was too late to ask anyone to share their pillows. I was noticing as I was coming down from the sensual jungle slithering plane that I was in muscle and joint pain.

I was like: Ok it's fine, the night would go by quickly.. It was not going by quickly.. I remember once I was sneakily looking at my phone’s clock and it was 4:30AM. I was like ok just gotta get through this time will pass.. The ceremony leader was like intoning some frequency so loudly she was trying to channel some celestial dolphins and whales or some shit but it was so high pitched the crown of my head would be vibrating and at first it feels energizing and cool but since my head hasn't had anyplace comfortable to rest I got a tension migraine from placing it on the floor so I could feel the high pitch note like vibrating the pain in my head. Then she was doing individual healings (I also got skipped somehow in this), she would be like channeling the frequencies for each person and making sure they purged what they need to purge and they would wretch into the bucket some more as she was growling into their backs, the feathers stuck in her blonde hair, quivering as she growled, there was the yoga girl now crying releasing her purge again. Someone was sticking their legs into the air and waving them around cause of energy I guess. I am like ok ok time will pass quickly.. what time is it? *sneakily checks my phone again so I won't get yelled at* 4:32am

OH HELL NO. I am trying to calm myself down but like if you struggle with the mental health imbalance I was in the red zone. Like I have not eaten, my stomach is cleared with vomiting, I cannot sleep, I am CONFINED in this corner, unable to stretch my legs, I am in PAIN, I feel alone.. They go around offering everyone a cup again and I am like: fuck it let me take a second cup..

So I start feeling good again, I feel like a sensual snake like trying to slither across silk. (You know when snakes try to slither across silk but they cannot move across it? It's like that you are just slithering in place) but literally I also feel like a clearer message in my mind almost like the spirit of ayahuasca is communicating with me like: Hun.. babe.. You got your positive affirmations that it's your time to rest and celebrate all you're hard work but you need to remember that you gotta honor and take care of yourself as a part of self love and you being confined in this space is not an act of self love. Especially if you do decide to stay here longer your mood and health will drop so low that it will affect others healings so it's best for everyone if you try to go home early. Like I felt the spirit of that medicine actually encouraging me to leave. Like the fucking ayahuasca itself was like this environment isn’t healthy for you lmaoooo. And I think that's wild.. It's so wild that these white women are all like: We are going to connect with the cosmic dolphin frequencies, and the tribe in the amazon and the human race, but they CAN'T EVEN FUCKING CONNECT TO THE BLACK GIRL IN PAIN IN THE CORNER OF THE ROOM, like they can't even distribute their nice pillows, they can't even read that I need help. They SKIPPED me with the individual healing. They were so cold towards me. Fuck it! Even my friend's companion dog who was there noticed I was off. She would look at me with concern in her big eyes and apprehension cause she could feel my pain turning into mentally unstable anger. I was like aw man I am killing the dogs vibe right now but damn the dog noticed and even these white women didn't?! Like I dunno if they are that empathetically shut off or if they were deliberately ignoring me. lmao, Also I think maybe cause I vibe so much with plants and genuinely want to reforest some land some day maybe that's why I feel so at home in the ayahuasca high like the medicine was really comforting the second cup but it also was like: you cannot hide within my frequency to escape pain- cause obviously it's NOT a substance for escapism. Anything but. It was like: it's time to go home and take care of yourself. (Like you'd imagine being on the brink of a mental breakdown taking this stuff may push you over the edge but it was actually very loving, sensual and re-affirming again.)

So the ceremony leaders notice since it's 5AM that most people are comfortably asleep in their piles of pillows and stretched out legs and they are about to go to bed but I go up to my friend and am like: thank you for everything, I think I should go home now.. And the women leading it were all Surprised and Shocked! 'Oh my goodness?? She's leaving?! Going home? The event isn't over!' Mind you this is by Richmond park and I live in north London by Hampstead heath so yeah it is a mission. I also could not afford the £40 uber so I was willing to take the shady public sunday morning night bus home lmao (oh no she'll expose herself to all that heavy shady energies of public transit! 🙄). But I was like the amount of time the bus would take from me to go home is probably not as long as the way time was inching slowly within that space and me being in pain. So my friend walked me out and I was trying to be as loving and cheerful and grateful cause I honestly did not want to bring down anyone's vibe. She checked up on me as I was getting my things to make sure I had a healing experience. I tried to be a little honest in being like: It was beautiful, it reminded me of mushrooms but like from the jungle.. Honestly the reason why I am leaving is cause I am in physical pain and I don’t think I can stay in the corner any longer; and she was like: yeah well ceremony is never comfortable. HOOOOOO LAWDDD. Oooof.. Omg.. Like.. OOF firstly.. The ceremony leaders each had 3 stacks of like thick pillowy matts to sleep on which ONE Of them could have been given to me and like yeah I am sure ceremony is at least bearable when you have a fucking pillow throne and mattresses and not confined in a coffin of a corner spot unable to move your legs without knocking someone’s vomit bucket over. Jesus. I didn’t say anything. I just grabbed my shit and left. As soon as I was free on the other side of the gate I felt SO RELIEVED!!

It was so refreshing being outside on sunrise, free to stretch my legs. I could still feel the affect of the medicine as things would pass me by and I'd see like this stream of energy behind them it was really pretty and cool. Since it was London in Liminal Space Hours™, there were foxes everywhere leaving behind streams of soft light as they'd move around the empty streets. The bus was pretty chill other than this fucking creep of a man walking in this dark cloud and when he moved past me his stream of light was literally some ugly fluorescent hostile neon color I was like wow I can literally see your grimy frequency right now lmaoo. But whatever, anything was better than staying silent in that cramped corner to cater to white women's comfort.

Anyway I got home, got plenty of water, took care of myself and crashed on my super comfortable bed. It was a really good decision I made I could not imagine staying until 9 AM like it was not possible and I am grateful I honored myself in leaving early and listening to ayahuasca's reminder to do that as well.

So the conclusions I made:

White people as a modern cultural collective are fucking wild and can sometimes be a lost cause, cause we literally have medicine here that does similar stuff and more like flying ointments which can help you confront your shadow and fly to other planes but they just want to lose themselves in the mysteries of other peoples exotified cultures that still have traditions in tact to celebrate the nature around them cause white people are disconnected completely from the nature that they come from. (Also obviously to clarify I mean white people as the modern white supremacist culture, obviously not everyone individually cause I am friends with a lot of white witches here doing invaluable work connecting people back with the native land, plant medicines and traditions and many of them trying to save the Gaelic language and traditions that are still under threat and being killed off today).

Though ayahuasca can be more of a powerful cleanser than mushrooms, it's essentially the same frequency of plant medicine like the same vibe just connecting you to another land and there is a reason why indigenous people think white people are weird for over glorifying it when we have our own shit. If you are really curious about ayahuasca I mean mushrooms are good enough a job really and will better connect you to the woodlands that you may live in.

Most importantly I kind of understand the type of role I need to play and the path there isn't clear cut but it's important for me to keep spreading that message of love. Right now we live in a dark dank ass time line when the Earth is transiting some dark corner of the cosmos and everything is going through it's own nasty purge while we try to ascend to a new and better reality. However this new and better reality is really indifferent towards the existence of the human race or white supremacy so as the earth ascends and has it’s own purges, if people don't fucking get it together, especially white people, we are going to get taken out as the rest of the world thrives and glows up without us. It's so easy to fall into a spiral of self hate cause this shitty evil society we live in thrives on us not knowing how to honor ourselves and love ourselves. Even capitalism has twisted the idea of loving ourselves into something selfish or synonymous with splurging money to further empower stupid companies to give us quick highs from new purchases that will lose it's meaning and later pollute the earth.

On these trips a message I keep on getting is that love and life are synonymous. It's true and sad that there are many people brought into this world without love but what lets life thrive and what makes life worth living is love. And love is really that energy where we are grateful in our existence and the existence of our friends and those that support us and nature that supports us. But often what helps us understand that love is being able to support ourselves and do stuff that honors ourselves. And yes being loved IS a need, so it's important to seek out friends that validate you and that will love and support you and that you can do the same with them. If you find that network you will feel less alone and when you love yourself you will never feel alone and that in itself is true empowerment. When you have love in your life like that you can do anything and you will always feel safe. And I think that's why I was crying at the beginning of my trip cause I know what it's like to not have that. I know what it was like to feel hopeless and suicidal. We also live in a society that like beats down on kids of color especially black girls and like LGBT kids especially trans kids and it makes me so sad to think that there are people here that don't even realize how valuable they are by just existing. Like their lives don't just matter, they are INVALUABLE and that they need to fight for themselves every day and make the effort to love themselves cause honestly once they push through and really figure out how to love themselves they don't realize that they are literally a beacon of light and hope for others to learn how to love themselves too. Once they get to that place someone else who could be alone and struggling can look to them and be like: wow I do have the right to exist and be valued cause this person found a way to do it themselves even though society shat on them the whole time. And it's important to support your peers in these marginalized groups as well and be allies to those who are not well supported in this society. Like this is such a shitty timeline but people need to realize that they are made of love and that they are valuable and that the future of humanity and our peace and well being depends on their missions to find love for themselves and overcome white supremacy's demon ass structure that is enslaving us all.

Ok that is all. If you have read all of this thank you <3

#personal #lions gate #boy what a night of revelations lol #thank you if you read all of that lol

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hi my guys ! name’s honey, i’m 19 and i’m actively doing everything in my power to keep from going back to campus to get my books because that means classes are about to start and...yep, no thanx. anyways, i’ve been eyeing this bad boy and when i saw lizzie the loml got reopened i’d figure hell yeah, let’s do this thing, so here i am and honestly just accept that you’re never getting rid of me. beneath the cut is more on jackie, ofc, so feel free to hmu or just like this and i’ll come to you !! #buyrainbowonitunes

——— woah! wait, was that ELIZABETH OLSEN i just saw walking down mainstreet? no, of course not. that was just JACQUELYN VANCE. they’re TWENTY-SEVEN years old and identify as CISFEMALE. they have been in Alder Heights for TEN YEARS and work as a MAGAZINE EDITOR. i’ve heard they can be OBSTINATE and PEDANTIC on their bad days. but don’t be put off, because JACKIE can also be FERVENT and DISCERNING. no wonder people around here call them the AMARANTH.

born in los angeles, california, jackie grew up very comfortably; both parents are lawyers and during the clinton administration, jackie’s father served as the us ambassador of france. she was nine when they first moved, and was seventeen when her father’s run overseas was finished, and being back home was an interesting transition for her, since she felt like the odd man out considering she’d fallen in love with the french way of life, i guess? she didn’t really want to leave when the time came, but it wasn’t entirely up to her (her least favorite president is w. bush, 3 guesses why lmao)

instead of going back to la, they moved to alder heights, since her father wanted to continue pursuing a career in government/politics, and it was much closer to dc than la was. her two younger sisters adjusted to life back home a lot easier than jackie did; she wound up completing the last little bit of high school online, since she’d had an accelerated course schedule overseas (she loved school) and would’ve rather been eaten by wolves than go back to public school tbh. she started classes at georgetown uni (rich parents lmao) at seventeen and for awhile, her major was in political science since she had every intention to follow in her father’s footsteps, he was her hero after all

and then somewhere along the line, she realized she didn’t really like political science, she liked having an opinion on and discussing politics, so she moved over into mass communications and her parents weren’t thrilled at all, they totally thought they were going to have a vance legacy and be able to start some family dream team thing and being the oldest, they expected her to be the one to fulfill this, and it definitely started a few fights but they eventually shut up about it just because arguing with her is arguing w a brick wall tbh — they are still slowly coming around, they’re not crazy about it but they still support her, things are Tense, fun times

so she graduated, went on and got her masters, blah blah, fast forward to where jackie finds the job of her dreams at an unnamed, v popular magazine (it’s unnamed bc i want it to be lmao, givE ME TIME but if you need a comparison, think cosmo) and she chased after it hard, like all she wanted to do was be a writer and after spending roughly two years as an assistant, she got promoted to a writer and she loved it, absolutely loved it. got to write about the things she was passionate about, loved the people she worked with, she was living the Dream

and after a few years of just really, really enjoying her job her higher-ups were like “hey, we’re gonna promote you if you want” and in jackie’s mind she was like, hell yeah, more responsibility, more control, all the things she loves tbh and she took the job as the lifestyle department editor since it was broad and encompassed a lot of the stuff she’d enjoyed writing for and of course, Loved it...to a point

jackie is married to her job, and it’s highkey unhealthy tbh, she’s very very hard on herself and now that she’s moved up in the hierarchy of things she’s beginning to see what they ask of their employees and it’s not always stuff she agrees with? it’s a lot of pressure and she’s beginning to fall out of love with all of it in general, the writing, being responsible for stuff, etc and part of her is like fuck this, i’m over it but at the same time, she’s forcing herself to stick w it because she wants to prove to her parents she can too see their successes in the career path she chose

basically, she’s currently conflicted as hell when it comes to work and is currently a don’t ask, don’t tell type of situation

has begun doing freelance writing on the side?? she doesn’t post or share any of it since most of it is just her rambling and she’s not got that much time to dedicate to it as it is but it’s kinda keeping her sane in the moment and reminding her as to why she loves what she does

her label is the amaranth, one of my faves, which p much means that they’re hard to forget and leave an impression and that’s certainly jackie lmao, she’s got a very strong personality that makes it hard for you to confuse her w anyone else

y’all see the traits up there in that app....that’s Her. she’s the kinda person you want in your corner, not the person you want opposing you bc she will end you and show no mercy

is a sagittarius

can sometimes let her emotions get the better of her??? she’s stubborn and gets conflicted very easily and that basically just leads to disaster, she’s great at making problems in her life that aren’t a big deal a Big Deal and what she wants, she’ll get it even if she’s got to step on toes or scream really, really loudly for someone to hear her; her parents taught her to never settle and settle she does not

also bilingual, speaks fluent english and french. usually only slips into french when she’s pissed so...beware

connections i’d love to see for jackie (but aren’t limited to, i just know it’ll be a hot second before i get a page up and running!):

best friend — self explanatory, obviously, but just give me someone who jackie can sit on the couch and drink wine with in her pajamas, someone who’s got her back if they go out to a bar, her go-to if she’s ever got a company thing and she needs a date last minute, someone who’s gonna butt heads with her when there’s a conflict in either of their lives but they still love one another no matter what *cue true friend by hannah montana in the distance*

sibling like relationship — another self explanatory one but jackie’s got a mad mom side to her, she’s v protective of the people she loves so give me someone that might as well be a long lost vance, they do dumb shit together, have each other’s backs, try (and fail) at matchmaking for the other, having a toothbrush with their name on it at their apartment, the works

summer flings!!!!! someone jackie met while she was on vacation or even off on a business thing and they like hooked up and she never in a million years would’ve expected to bump into them back in alder heights......except, she did

tbh just give me a friends-esque group of people for jackie where they all hang out and eat and act like their lives aren’t constantly falling apart, that’d be N*ce too

exesssss!!! the good, the bad, the inescapable, the ones with lingering feelings, the ones that swear they’re over but have a problem every time the other even looks like they’re about to go on a date w someone else, this is free range

college friend — basically someone that she met back when she was in college and was the first bit of american companionship that she’d had since she was like, nine?? like i said, she started classes at seventeen, and hadn’t really interacted with anyone since she did online schooling for her senior year; this could’ve been a roommate, someone she had a class with, someone that she met on campus and got coffee with, we can talk this one out obviously but you get the gist!

angst — idk what, idk how, i just live for it and i want it thanks

someone who lives near jackie and whether it’s really weird stuff like coming over to ask for some milk to put in their coffee since they’re out and forgot to buy some or they like hang out and have dinner together a few nights a week, switching off and stuff, i think this could be Fun

family friend — jackie’s parents are both lawyers and her dad’s been involved in politics for awhile so i can imagine jackie’s gone to her fair share of parties and whatnot, meeting clients and coworkers and all kinds of people so this would ideally be someone she met because their parents were acquaintances/friends; they could’ve met as kids, stayed in touch while jackie was overseas and resumed their friendship years later when the both of them found themselves back in dc, they could’ve met on the more recent end of things, they could totally understand the other’s pain and get along gr8 because someone finally gets it, they could lowkey hate each other bc their parents are rivals/ they’re trying to work through it...the possibilities are endless

and while i’m on the topic of past connections: jackie occasionally had to come back to the us and visit dc while her dad was serving as ambassador (aged 9-17) so if you’re interested, we can totally work something with that

a plot where they’re acquaintances at best, they’ve maybe got mutual friends and therefore they hang out a bit but they’re always arguing w one another for whatever fucking reason, they both probably annoy each other but they’ve got mad sexual tension going on?? maybe they act on it, maybe they don’t, but either way, they lowkey enjoy the bantering and being at one another’s throats even if they act otherwise

#「 •• 𝓗𝓔𝓡𝓞𝓘𝓝(𝓔) ; mun.#alderintro #this will not show up in the tags but Hoe well *throws confetti*

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aos spoilers

having my breakfast - at 12:30 and so excited about this ep because of reasons so let's go

-btw watching the previously I just remembered Kasius and the other alien lady having their talks (Because he wants to leave that planet) and trying to top each other while also trying to sound like they don't hate each other's guts? It was hilarious to me, it was like watching ANY conversation between people in my town ever (incidentally, my town if you live in it long enough does give you the feeling you are trapped underground waiting for giant roaches to suck the life out of you)

-oh hello lil cute boy -how old is he? is it me being weirdly old if I say that?

-oh even the white slave-owner guy has a soft spot for him?

-NO HE DROPPED THE FRUIT

-I feel like I'm too invested in him eating already

-senator Gaius whatever is also someone I could see living in my town

-thaaaaat's the scene from the promo. also can you imagine if ALL the people there are lying their asses off to look more evil?

-he looks soooo fantastic to me, I love cowboy in space clothes

-OOHHHHHHHH -the look on his face and lack of breath -I died fifty days over it -Kasius should have just been in something like Desperate Housewives -also I'm starting to find funny how he reads what Sinara says just from her expression and she never has to talk -Jemma looking at space and being deaf OH MY GOD FITZ. IS HE GONNA TALK. IS HE GONNA GO ALL I LOVE YOU I WANNA MARRY YOU HAVE MY BIOCHEMENGINEER BABIES and she's gonna walk away? -oh my god. He realized the universe can't stop them, they are stronger than curses. Now that she's deaf. He needs to repeat it. And then let her make fun of him for the curse thing for other 74 years -I FUCKING KNEW IT. I KNEW HE'D PROPOSE -nooooooooooooo the deaf thing -'oh are they' Fitz would love to kill him, wouldn't he -OH MY GOD HE'S TOUCHING HER FACE IN FRONT OF FITZ -Of course Kasius would appreciate that sentiment from Fitz. If all he's going to use from the Doctor is talking about bullshit and pain like a villain would, give those speeches, while he doesn't believe in a word he says and the actual bad guy there is like 'uuhhh this is my new friend' I'm here for it. This is basically high school and becoming popular. -Also still here if Jemma wants to break a pitcher on Kasius's face though -I am worried though because Jemma wasn't 100% chill when she saw Fitz's face -oh my god the look on Fitz's face after Kasius walked away -Tess just quoted me with 'soft spot' for the kid. I'm Tess now. -Flint 'if I turn I won't have to beg around' yeah well he's NOT WRONG, mind you -is Jemma going to mother this one too and then Daisy will train him? -AAAHHHH FITZ AND JEMMA -the hatred on Kasius' face whenever he speaks to all people who are supposed to be on his same level or higher makes me laugh, I'm so sorry -they are just so... mundane about 'uhhh your daddy gave your big brother the big job and you are stuck in here lmao' -evil eyes of hatred- -I'm glad Daisy is befriending the mind-reader, he's adorable -also he didn't expect her to go all 'I'm sorry' and he's even more adorable -no seriously they seriously could be living in my town -Fitz. Fitz don't fuck this up, my boy. -the almost smile when he describes it tho, that kinda sells it as him being a bitch so... good -what is that snail thing, also I TOO FIND MOIST CREATURES (and stuff that changes from hard to soft depending on the bite, and really most meat) DISTASTEFUL BUT NOBODY LAUGHS WITH ME WHEN I SAY IT AND REFUSE TOT IT, THEY CALL ME SPOILED. ALSO I RAN OUT OF THE ROOM IF THERE ARE SNAILS BECAUSE NO. Next fucking time we have a dinner with other people I'm going to talk with that attitude and slam the food on the plate and wait for someone to laugh. I'll instruct my little brother to laugh and make other people feel like they have to laugh -sidenote: the jackass who brought it up attempting to laugh along not sure of what's happening is amazing. I don't know which one of those guys is really the loser in the real tvshow that is going on in there. Kasius, cast away and trying to climb up the ladder and become a Big Shot, the snails guy who is soooo loud and soooo friendly and everybody knows he's just desperate to keep being in the inner circle, or what -HAHAHA the Kree discussing why the kid disappeared like. Even before they looked around like 'did we crush the kid' 'how did he disappear, what did we do wrong? look under your shoes' and now 'maybe his power is to disappear' 'nah' I can see these Kree driving a car and talking why they stopped -lmao 'you mean this guy?' 'no he's just cool' -Mack looks proud of himself- you are cool, Mack. You are big enough you don't need superpowers -at this point Kasius and others are just courting Fitz -MAY, IT'S MAY. MAY WILL FIGHT HIM. GET THE HELL OUT. also he KNOWS Jemma and Daisy were laying and how the ell idd he find out her name is Melinda May -Melinda and Fitz looking at each other like that, oh my god. And she hasn't seen what happened of Jemma yet after she let her go -is... Fitz... bromancing Kasius to trick him? what is this episode?? this is also perfect because Fitz's superpower since s2 has been to befriend EVERY person he met and get a circle around him super fast, first Hunter and Mack and then Hunter and Coulson, then he grabbed Bobbi too, befriended Radcliffe super fast, like, of course he can use his 'father's memories (with Jemma watching like a hawk - with impared sight) to get to Kasius. Fitz in this episode is me in high school, I'm not even kidding anymore. You gotta fit in to survive, so fit in in a way that will make people fight to sit next to you without even lying -is telepath boy going to tell May how to behave because he SHOULD -lmao May hitting him without thinking and succeeeding, bet he didn't see that coming -if it wasn't for her leg he'd in a world of trouble -LMAO KASIUS' FACE when Fitz went 'this fight bores me' -he just insulted May's age and just... her face. -the horror at Flint not knowing what tacos are -we finally know Elena's terrigen story lol -oohhhh my god white guy needs to die -he's about to kill him because he lied, oh my god, OH MY GOD, BEN. NO. NOOOO. DON'T DO THIS. -FITZ, don't try to control Kasius too hard, he'll know -one more death in Daisy and Jemma's conscience oh my god are you kidding me poor sweet Ben -oh the white guy had a second when asking about the prophecy and he might buy it later -aw Jemma and Daisy, with Jemma being able to hear -'there was nothing you could do' 'I have to kill him' 'you'll have to get in line' just... Jemma, of all the people, always reassuring others that it's not their fault, but also REALLY, let Jemma kill at least one person who humiliated and hurt her instead of having her fail and get someone else to do it? -I KNEW IT. I KNEW JEMMA LIKED THE CARDIGANS, PREFERRED THEM. I'M THINKING OF S2. THEY WERE SO SOFT LOOKING -I love that their having girls talk in the middle of this too because oh god they are 29-30, and yes, they have been through hell, and in situations like this people don't necessarily act like super efficient zombies, they find humor, they find reasons to chat with friends, they still smile, and I always found unrealistic when in tvshows, including aos, they were only shown super serious ALL the time. -Daisy the shippers is back. Which I don't know why people don't like or find weird because honestly, I ship my friends with their loved ones when they are so in love -Jemma has a knife. Jemma KEEPS STEALING KNIVES AND WILL STAB PEOPLE, YES -Elena being tortured twice now -uh oh controlling rocks. BREAK HIS HEAD. CRACK HIS HEAD OPEN. YES FLINT -also the loooook between Jemma and Fitz was so lovely, they almost got to talk -Kasius is peacocking so much over his brother -oh they have a plan B, alright -oh wow Kasius' brother is such a sweetie, 'there is no honor to be found in this human cesspool'. that's kinda my attitude when they force me to go out for holidays. -oh yeah, Kasius 'pleeease Sinara fight for me' and then trying to talk her into not being mad at him lol. Also yes for Sinara dying. Fuck you. You kept killing people with your stupid-ass balls. Your turn now. -jesus for a second I thought they had hung Tess for her neck -IS SHE? DEAD?? NO??????!!! -Daisy's look is so cool tho -KILL SINARA. KILL HER, KILL -aw shit they have a barrier -break her neck, break HER NECK -NO KILL HER. KILL HER FOR REAL. -JEMMA FUCKING SLIT KASIUS' THROAT I'M SO ALIVE FOR THIS, ALSO FOR DAISY FLYING UP LIKE THAT OH MY GOD -OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK -THEY HAD A REUNION KISS FOR FUCKING ONCE -JEMMA PROPOSED TOO AND HE ZFHAADSKJHFKDF -THEN THEY PICKED UP DAISY I'M SO -AND FITZ TALKING ABOUT HOW HE PROPOSED EARLIER THO I'M GOING TO HAVE A HEART ATTACK -honestly I said that I didn't want them to propose and get married until they were a little healthier but that can be solved writing fanon, when it comes to canon, if... Fitz managed to somehow work through his doctor issues and just needed one last push from Hunter (maybe that's also what happened in those six months) and to not be holding back on his love for Jemma anymore because he's completely there and not worrying about the cosmo... then I guess it's fine? honestly, I'm a sucker for this sort of thing so I'll just accept it in the show and then write 59494864 things in which they process things slower after the proposal, they'd have been together anyway -I CAN'T HELP IT OKAY I'M JUST EXCITED -ENOCH LIES THE WAY JEMMA LIED IN S1 OKAY, I LOVE HIM 'hello friend' 'who are you' 'I am a Kree as I've always been, brother' -I love everything about them dividing tasks and Jemma finally getting revenge on Kasius and Fitz finishing Sinara after Daisy did her fighting and also Daisy is there to listen to the proposal, I'm laughing oh my god

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operation: turncoat turnabout

non-canon operation. guest DM: mod cosmos

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Beetle has asked anyone willing in the party to scout out a possible target for her: specifically, there is supposed to be a rare painting by the elcor artist Forta in a nearby space station. When Vekar, Vasir, and Phos go out to investigate, they find themselves pitted against one another as Phos is indoctrinated with a nanopoison that compels her to try to kill them. Accompanied by Telissa T’Harani, the Apricity’s shuttle pilot, the party manages to synthesize the cure for the nanopoison and save Phos’s life as well as theirs. The party then leaves the station empty-handed, however - much to Beetle’s future disappointment.

summary

Beetle contacts the party and asks them to scout out a target for her. After a brief discussion with Annos, Vekar, Vasir, and Phos hop into the shuttle with Telissa and fly to the station. In the shuttle bay, Phos finds a datapad that Vekar reads that says the following:

Reassurance: do not worry, Nol. Cloviss is providing transport for us to the ‘Citadel’, we’ll meet you there. We are participating in an experimental trial to pay our passage, but it will be better than smuggling or putting myself into debt.

[Failed to send]

Telissa remembers that Cloviss Bowmer was a scientific prodigy in robotics in AI until legislation pushed her interest towards chemistry instead. Most notably, Cloviss invented Space Tape, a popular material that can be used to patch anything from holes in boxes to hull breaches, albeit temporarily. Either way, Telissa leads the way into the decontamination chamber and then to the lobby beyond.

In the lobby, the party finds three doors and one desk. The first of the doors, on the right, is labeled “Fun Times Room”; the door on the left reads “Testing Center”, and the center door leads to Cloviss’s private chambers. Telissa finds that that door is locked while Vasir goes to search behind the desk, which triggers sensors that brings an animatronic into the room. The animatronic is shaped like a cat with a lab coat and whose name is, fittingly, Kitty Cat. Kitty Cat is only able to tell them so much before informing the party that it needs to hear the executive code before it can divulge more information.

The party manages to stir up enough trouble, by continually attempting to search the desk, that they summon another animatronic, this one a crocodile in a lab coat named Nile the Crocodile. This animatronic is hostile from the get-go, but Phos manages to search the desk anyway, where she finds this note:

Don’t forget: [fox, wolf, jackal, coyote, dingo.]

Various provoking shenanigans result in a fight, wherein another animatronic in the shape of a Sheep appears and is killed after some time; still, it seems the animatronics have the upper hand. Telissa eventually figures out that what Phos had found is the executive code by yelling out three things in quick succession: fox wolf jackal coyote dingo, F-W-J-C-D, and Canidae. She is able to stop the fight because of this and ask numerous questions, where it’s revealed that the test involves having one party member attempt to kill the others and that killing this party member will cause the station to explode. The odds are bleak, and that’s when when Phos shoots Vekar with her shotgun, revealing that she had been infected with the nanopoison that compels her to kill the party.

Telissa makes a break for the labs with Vasir and Vekar, managing to kill Kitty Cat and Nile the Crocodile and then leaving Phos in the labs by collapsing the doorway. This gives them enough time to break into Cloviss’s private chambers, where they discover the instructions for synthesizing the cure. Vekar manages to pull one together as Phos breaks in from the labs, and with some struggle, the party manages to inject the cure and save Phos’s life, as well as theirs. Upon entering Cloviss’s room, Telissa shoots her dead and then shoots the painting Beetle had been after. Vasir collects the key that will open the bay doors, and the party makes their escape soon after.

Back in the Apricity, Beetle expresses her disappointment and surprise at the mission’s difficulty. The rest of the party has solemnly sworn that they are going to kill her the next time they see her.

notable lines + interactions

Beetle: Hey, Assman. Annos: Yep, that’s me, I’m Assman. I love being called that. Thanks. It’s my best feature. It’s really great when people recognize that. Phos, OOC: Wait. Phos leans over - Phos: Does he have a nice ass? Vasir: Keelah. DM: I got a seven, so it’s not his best feature. It’s actually pretty average. You’re not sure why he thinks it’s so great. Phos, OOC: O-kay! Let’s move on.

Phos: Beetle - how difficult would you think it is to steal this thing, considering we have no experience doing this? DM: Beetle gives a giant shrug. Phos: ... Okay. DM: And then she realizes she’s being a huge asshole.

in discord: Vekar: a night in the museum Vasir: ohm y ogd Telissa: dishonored 2 mansion stage Phos: I hope there wont be a dinosaur DM: LMAO Telissa: CLOCKWORK KNIGHTS Vekar: There will be a rachni Telissa: LET'S GO Vasir: THEODORE ROOSEVELT

Vekar: I can’t believe the Assman agreed to it. Beetle: Yeah, well. He owes me a favor. Vasir: You really can’t believe it, Vekar? It’s Beetle. She has her ways. Beetle: I do. And you’ll never know what they are. Vekar, OOC: Vekar dabs in agreement. DM: Beetle mirrors this. Big mood.

in discord: Vasir: VEKAR DABS IN AGREEMENT Telissa: vekar dabs in agreementi can't believe Phos: grEAT start Vekar: notes: but looks really defeated as he dabs

DM: Annos goes to say something to Beetle, but then she imitates static and cuts off the call. Phos, OOC: Oh, lordy.

DM: You arrive in the shuttle bay and you see the shuttle pilot, Telissa, waiting. [pause] DM: [Telissa’s player], that’s you. Telissa, OOC: Yeah! I mean. Okay! DM: Take it away. Telissa, OOC: I don’t even know where we’re going is the problem, [DM]. But uh... yeah. Alright.

Telissa, OOC: I’m Telissa now, bro. It’s gonna be lit.

Vekar, OOC: [restarts his connection] Vasir, OOC: Hey, [Telissa’s player], you could put on some jeopardy music or something while we wait. Elevatorstuck, maybe? Telissa, OOC: Yeah, okay, let me pull it up, since I guess we’re going full meme now. Phos, OOC: [distressed noises] Telissa, OOC: Do we want with meows? Extended? Phos, OOC: I hate this. Telissa, OOC: Let’s go with extended.

DM: I only had ten seconds of the elevator music. Telissa, OOC: I had twenty-two seconds. DM: You had a head start. That’s unfair. Telissa, OOC: Yeah? Well, fight me. DM: I will. Telissa, OOC: Okay.

Annos: Good luck. Telissa: We won’t need it. Vekar: Famous last words.

Vekar, OOC: I look at the sun. Phos, OOC: You go blind. DM: Yeah. Vekar, OOC: So basically nothing changes. DM: You have a disadvantage for perception checks. Telissa, OOC: Oh, more of a disadvantage already? Minus six perception, let’s go - Vekar, OOC: I’m good, thanks.

DM: The lock on the bay doors engages. Telissa: Alright. This is fine. I guess we’re locked in now, so that’s great.

Phos: You take the shuttle you’re flying and smash it through the port if there’s no other option. Telissa: Listen. Vasir: Spoken like a true krogan. Telissa: This is our only shuttle, and if it breaks, we’re gonna be fucked, so let’s not do that, maybe? Phos: Well, maybe the shuttle can handle such a crash. Telissa: Or maybe we can go inside, unlock the doors, and it won’t even matter. We’re wasting time.

in discord: Vekar: 10-4 = 6 Vekar: someone has to carry this team

DM: Telissa goes over to the wall. And it’s a perfectly smooth wall. And she feels this wall and says, “This is actually a floor. We’re standing on the wall.” Telissa: Gravity’s been reversed, you guys! We have to figure out what’s wrong with the mass effect core! Phos: Okay, uh - Telissa: Do you see this? Telissa, OOC: And she, like, slams the wall with her hands - Telissa, shouting: This is the floor! The carpet is supposed to be on here! Phos and Vekar: [try to explain that the wall is not the floor] Telissa: [continues to maintain otherwise for two minutes]

Telissa, OOC: I can’t believe you’re spending time trying to convince me of this.

Telissa, OOC: Telissa is curled in a fetal position and is rocking back and forth against the wall. Vasir, OOC: Vasir goes over and tries to calm Telissa down. Vasir: It’s alright, we’ll figure out the gravity shit. Telissa, crying: But what if we dooooon’t?

Telissa: Hey, so the person who owns this place made tape! And some other stuff, but the tape is the important part, because she got rich off of that. Vasir: ... Okay.

Phos: And I do have Space Tape, so - Telissa, OOC: Wow! Product placement! I can’t believe it! Product placement! Phos, as if Telissa’s player hadn’t spoken: - could use that to interrogate that one human. Cloviss. Whatever.

Vasir, OOC: Vasir follows Telissa to make sure she doesn’t get lost or have a crisis somewhere again. Telissa, petulantly: That was one time.

Vekar, OOC: Vekar follows. Vasir, OOC: Kind of like Magnus rushes in - Vekar follows. DM: Vekar follows - Vekar’s good out here. Telissa, OOC: No. Stop that right there. No more Adventure Zone. Tell me what’s in the decontamination chamber.

Vasir: Are you feeling okay, Telissa? Did you have some - Telissa: I’m peachy! Vasir: ... Okay.

DM: Yeah, the light’s green now, the door’s open now. You all leave that room changed.

Phos, OOC: Both Vasir and Telissa are breaking down. Telissa, with increasing distress: My shuttle got grounded, gravity is wrong, my dance sucked - everything’s terrible!

DM: Door number one is labeled “Fun time” room. [long pause] Telissa, OOC: What’s door number three? Vekar, OOC: Wouldn’t you like to know! Telissa, OOC: I know, right? I would!

DM: You see sensors behind the desk that indicate when someone is there. Telissa: That’s probably not good. Hey, Vasir, maybe you shouldn’t stand there. Vasir, OOC: Vasir glances at Telissa and is like - Vasir: Okay...? Telissa: There’re sensors. Maybe it’ll kill you. I dunno. Vasir: Uh-huh.

DM: There’s also a service bell. One of those things that you ring to get people to the desk. Telissa, OOC: Oh, shit. Vasir, OOC: Vasir looks at it and is like “what the fuck is the point of this.” Telissa, OOC: Telissa hits it. Phos, OOC: Ding.

DM: It’s an animatronic. It’s about eight feet tall and it’s been shaped into the form of a bipedal cat wearing a lab coat. Vekar, OOC: Vekar shoots it instantly. Telissa, OOC: Telissa rings the bell. Vasir, OOC: Vasir is thinking of Muffy and how that - thing - is a horrible approximation of a cat, or a human cat, or whatever the hell it is. Telissa, OOC: Telissa hits the bell like five times in a row.

Kitty Cat: If you do not move from behind the desk, I am authorized to use force to do so. Telissa, OOC: Telissa makes direct eye contact with it and rings the bell. DM: Kitty Cat slaps the bell off of the desk. Telissa: How could you! I was using that! Vasir, OOC: Vasir eyes Telissa and moves away from her and out from behind the desk.

DM: Kitty Cat rolls to remove you from behind the desk. Telissa, OOC: Can I roll to seduce it? Vasir, OOC: Yes! DM: ... I’ll allow it.

Telissa, OOC: I didn’t expect to get this far. DM: Uh-huh. Telissa, OOC: No, I absolutely did not, I - I didn’t think you’d allow it. Can Telissa give it a hug? Can I roll to give it a hug?

Telissa: I don’t know why you smashed the bell, though. That was unnecessary. Kitty Cat: Well... you were overusing it. Telissa: Because no one was coming! Kitty Cat: It was a use of acceptable force. You saw me, and you rang it five times! That was excessive and unnecessary. Telissa: Fine, fine. Still.

in discord Vasir: vekar, phos and vasir and muffy watching this entire thing:

Phos: mood Telissa: i know right Telissa: telissa is just being held by this thing Telissa: asking questions Vasir: this is noveria 2.0

Telissa, OOC(?): I’m here to wreak havoc, y’all.

Kitty Cat: Wow, swear words are censored by my filter, but I sure wish I could use some right now.

Telissa, OOC: Does anyone want to do stuff? Because otherwise I’ll keep carrying on this charade.

Telissa, OOC: Do we even know who the traitor is yet? Like I don’t even know, I - I don’t - Vekar, OOC: We have a traitor‽ Phos, OOC and terribly convincing: Wait, we have a traitor? What? - What’s this about a traitor? [Telissa’s player], what?

Telissa, with misplaced enthusiasm: Who’s that? DM, distracted by typing to Phos: Um... yes. Telissa, with misplaced enthusiasm: Wow! That really didn’t answer my question! Who is that? Kitty Cat: That’s Nile Crocodile - Telissa, with more misplaced enthusiasm: That’s a terrible name! Go on! Kitty Cat: Yeah... we didn’t pick these names, but I really like Kitty Cat, so I’m happy with my name!

DM: Vekar looks at them, and, like, and goes through this kind of mind palace scene, where he just makes all of these connections and looking at all these things, and in his mind’s eye he sees, like, a taxonomy of human animals, and he’s looking at them, and he’s like, “Canidae. That’s what it is.” Vasir, OOC: Oh, shit, Latin, what’s up!

DM: What’s the word? Telissa, with increasing excitement: Grapple? Grab? Wrassle? Wrestling? Vasir, OOC: [starts humming this] DM, crosstalk: Tusslin’. Telissa, OOC, crosstalk: Tusslin’ - goddammit. Vasir, OOC: [laughs]

in discord: Telissa: please just remember that kitty cat is still holding telissa during all this DM: kitty cat is ok with that Phos: princess carrying telissa Telissa: le swoon

DM: Yeah, like, it’s like, this chain in which Crocodile grabs Vekar by the scruff of his neck and is then grabbed by Phos, and Crocodile looks at Phos and - it just looks really tired.

in discord: Vekar: HOW CAN AN ANIMATRONIC LOOK TIRED? Telissa: it's got droopy eyes or somethin Telissa: maybe its lights go out Vekar: fair

Telissa: [shoots Kitty Cat point-blank and misses] Telissa: I’m really sorry about that! Telissa, OOC: And then Telissa tries to book it.

Vasir, OOC: You’re backseat DM-ing! Telissa, OOC, smug: That’s what I do. Vasir, OOC: Bad [Telissa’s player]. No biscuits. Vekar, OOC: I thought you were supposed to be derailing this. Telissa, OOC: Oh, that’s true. Can I seduce the crocodile?

DM: ... And [the sheep animatronic]’s going to close the door behind itself because it’s not raised in a barn. And then it’s going to roll to attack - Telissa, OOC: Can I biotically charge it?

Vasir, OOC: Factor in shields before you just straight-up murder him. Vekar, OOC: Thank you, [Vasir’s player]. Vasir, OOC: I’m here for you, [Vekar’s player]. I’m your friend.

Telissa, OOC: “Explain yourself!” Telissa yells dramatically, and then biotically charges.

Phos, OOC: I’m gonna give it a taste of its own medicine. I’m gonna melee it. Telissa, OOC: Just gonna straight-up punch it? Phos, OOC: Yeah! Telissa, OOC: Nice. Stick it to the man. - Or the, uh, animatronic.

Telissa, OOC: How close is Phos to me? Phos, OOC: I don’t trust that sentence. Telissa, OOC: Listen. It’s fine. Phos, OOC: Hmm.

Telissa, OOC: [sneezes] Excuse me. DM: You’re not excused. Telissa, OOC: Oh. I’ll just - I’ll just go. [disconnects from voice channel]

Vekar, OOC: Vekar pulls out his assault rifle, takes a couple of shots... it’s neat. Telissa, OOC: Neat. Vasir, OOC: Yay.

in discord: Telissa: NEAT Vekar: NYET Telissa: no

Telissa, OOC: This isnt canon, right? So we’re all supposed to die anyway? DM: Oh, definite - I mean, you’re not all supposed to die. This wasn’t supposed to happen. You failed me. But it’s okay.

Telissa, OOC: Yeah, uh. Telissa gets stabbed. She just gives [Phos] a look. A very disappointed look - Phos, OOC: Oh. Telissa, OOC: A very, very disappointed look. And then she takes your wrist and pushes your hand away very gently. Phos, OOC, unbelievably convincing, also check out that word choice: Phos just looks a little bit sad. She’s a little disappointed in herself at this point.

in discord: Telissa: PHOS... GO BACK TO SCHOOL TO LEARN HOW TO NOT STAB YOUR FRIENDS Telissa: - telissa, probably Vekar: im pretty sure THAT's what you learn at school Telissa: didn't you

Telissa, OOC: Telissa drops a Nova. Phos, OOC: Don’t I have to roll a dex save to - Telissa, OOC: Yeah, get fucked, you just stabbed me! Karma! Phos, OOC: Oh, wow.

Vasir, OOC: Are you having fun yet, [Telissa’s player]? Telissa, OOC: Hell yeah, dude. I got to seduce an animatronic, and I just got stabbed, and now I get to have sweet, sweet vengeance.

DM: I would like to add a status update. Sheep is in bad condition. There are, like, leaks now on its exoskeleton stuff, and sparks. Well, not sparks, but it looks gnarly. Telissa, OOC: Someone have a water bottle?

Vasir, OOC: I feel bad. Vekar, OOC: Don’t. Don’t.

Telissa, OOC: Carry us, Vekar. Vekar, OOC: Someone has to do it. Telissa, OOC: Thank you, Vekar. Vasir, OOC: Because Kate isn’t here!

in discord: Telissa: SAVE US MEDIC Telissa: MEDIC Vasir: wait, thats me! thinks vekar

Telissa, OOC: Can I say Telissa picks up the bell, puts it back on the desk, and rings it again?

DM: Crocodile goes to attack Telissa. Telissa: Hell yeah, bring it! DM: It rolled an 18. Telissa, OOC: That hits! Bring it! DM: This is gonna be bad news for you, actually. Telissa: Great! I’m ready!

Vasir, OOC: So your shields are gone, then? Telissa, OOC: Well, most of my shields were already gone because of some fuck. Phos, OOC: [laughs]

Telissa, as she’s being shot: THIS IS FINE

Vasir, OOC: You know what it’s time for? Telissa, OOC: Seduce all the things! Vasir, OOC: It’s time for more elevatorstuck. Telissa, OOC: Oh, shit, you’re right. Vekar, OOC: I’m glad I didn’t open it. Vasir, OOC: Oh, come on, [Vekar’s player]! You’re a Homestuck, too. Vekar, OOC: ... Fine. I’ll look it up.

in discord: Vekar, OOC: Kitty cat is gonna fucking SMACKDOWN Phos

Telissa, OOC: We’re frickin’ walking advertisements for Space Tape. Vekar, OOC: It’ll pick up someday, and we’ll get royalties. Telissa, OOC: Damn.

Telissa: I’m such a dumbass!

Telissa: This sounds, uh, vaguely like a zombie apocalypse, but okay. Phos, OOC: How would Telissa know about zombies? Telissa, affronted: Hey, listen, I consume lots of media, okay? Shut the fuck up. Um... Vasir, OOC: [laughter] Telissa: Uh... Vasir, OOC: Vasir just starts laughing. Telissa, OOC: I try.

Vekar: Okay, guys, let’s fucking book it before the krogan kill us! Vasir: Good idea!

Telissa: Okay, so, so... wait, so the plan is to run, we find the cure, we give it to Phos, and then we run again? Telissa, OOC: Telissa is not having a good day. DM: Telissa’s having the worst day.

in discord: Vasir: vasir investigation check on the bracelets: 19-1=18 Telissa: uh, oh shit = really high, or really low Telissa: there is no in-between Vasir: yeah Vekar: two type of rolls Vekar: SET UP YOUR TRAP CARD Telissa: BELIEVE IN THE HEART OF THE ROLLS Vasir: NAT 20 +4 MODIFIER Vasir: fuck Vekar: i wish i could do photoshop to fucking put yugi with a "YOU TRIGGERED MY TRAP CARD" Vekar: but with a quarian helemt Phos:

Vasir, OOC: Well, [DM], can I try hacking them? DM: Try your best. Telissa, OOC: Wow. Vasir and DM: [laughter] DM: I’m being nice.

Telissa, OOC: [Phos]’s got a posse I hate my life did I break down the door? Did I break down the door? DM: Yeah, no, you don’t get it.

Telissa, in different inflections: We’re fucked! We’re fucked! We’re fucked! We’re fucked! We’re fucked! Muffy: [rolls a crit intimidate] Telissa, OOC: Telissa shuts the fuck up.

Telissa, OOC: [goes through the rules for healing, which included a lot of numbers and calculations] Telissa, OOC: I’ll leave it up to you, [DM]. DM: I have no idea what you just said. I was staring into the void. I heard numbers and my soul left my body. Telissa, OOC: Oookay! I’ll just do my thing then. Hold on.

in discord: Vasir: let us never forget beetles trickshot thru phos's legs Telissa: too bad beetle isn't here Vasir: yeah Vasir: but shes here in spirit Vasir: because fisk Telissa: telissa, if she survives this: i am literally going to kill beetle when i see her again Telissa: telissa: no questions asked i am going to fucking strangle her Vekar: vekar: Not if i get beetle first Phos: mood Telissa: telissa: we'll take turns Vekar: vekar: fair

Telissa, OOC: The player’s weapon launches a single, high-powered projectile wait a fucking minute. Phos, OOC: What? Telissa, OOC: Wait a fucking minute. I have a grenade launcher, I forgot about that. Vasir, OOC: Wow.

in discord: Vekar: Telissa with a blowhorn sound behind her: GET FUCKED

Vasir, OOC: Watch Phos or Kitty Cat or Nile get a nat twenty and make your armor explode and kill all of us. Vekar, OOC: Wow, [Vasir’s player]. So much for being my friend. Vasir, OOC: Oh, I’m sorry, I’m just saying it could happen.

Vasir, OOC: What was the sheep animatronic’s name? Telissa, OOC, in a weirdly low voice: Sheeeeeeeep. DM: It was Sheep. Cloviss didn’t take creative until later models. Telissa, OOC: ‘Creative’ is a relative term, of course. Vasir, OOC: Yeah.

DM: You kill Kitty Cat. Kity Cat is dead. Telissa, OOC(?): FUCKING FINALLY.

in discord: Vekar: THANK GOD

DM: Crocodile is dead. Telissa, OOC(?): Finallyyyyyyyy. Vekar, OOC: Now only the big, mean krogan is left. Telissa, OOC(?): We’re fuuuuuucked!

Telissa, OOC: Here’s my thought, here’s what I was going to do originally: we should find the cure! And then cure [Phos]. Can we though? Can we actually? Like can we do that without you fucking killing us? Is it possible? Phos, OOC: Well, [the station] is going to explode anyway once I die, so. Telissa, OOC: Oh, that’s right. So we’re fucked anyway, we should go find the cure! What am I doing! DM: I love the process of thinking about things for two seconds. Telissa, OOC: Listen. I used all of my brainpower today on other stuff. DM: That’s fair. Telissa, OOC: I am one-hundred percent out of brainpower.

Vasir, OOC: I’m back. Did someone die while I was gone? Vekar, OOC: Crocodile did. Vasir, OOC: Oh. Well. How ‘bout that.

Telissa, OOC: We can freeze her and then just run willy-nilly through the other rooms. Vekar, OOC, after a pause: That sounds like my kind of plan. Telissa, OOC: Awesome. Let’s do it.

Phos, OOC: [calculating damage] so that’s 8. Telissa, OOC: Hm. Phos, OOC: That’s a pretty weak Carnage. Vasir, OOC, getting shot with this: I’m not complaining.

Telissa, OOC: [Muffy] basically has the equivalent of Vicious Mockery, I just want you to know that.

Telissa, OOC: [rolls a 3] Oh. Whoopsies. Vekar, OOC: There’s never anything good with ‘whoopsies’.

Vasir, OOC: I guess Telissa, ilke, counter-charges? Telissa, OC: Yeah, yeah, Telissa sees this about to happen and she’s like “nooope.” Just like rams [Phos] headfirst. Vekar, OOC: De-nied!

Telissa: You’re not like this, Phos! Be strong! Be strong for mother!

in discord: [party decides who gets to kill Beetle first] Telissa: rock-paper-scissors: 11 Phos: rock-paper-scissors = 13 Vekar: rock paper scissors = 13 Vekar: rock paper scissors = 18 Phos: rock-paper-scissors = 5 Vekar: YES Vekar: GET READY BEETLE Telissa: telissa: THIS SUCKS Vekar: As soon as we see beetle again im gonna spin her around in her heelies and and THEN SUPPLEX HER TO THE GROUND

in discord: Vekar: Vekar at telesa: "The fuck?" Telissa: telissa: FIGHT ME

Phos: What - what happened? Telissa, OOC: I slap her. Phos: Wh-what? Telissa, OOC: I slap her again.

Number of times Vekar’s player says “Vekar follows”: 4 Number of times Space Tape™ is typed or said: 13 Number of times Telissa pats Kitty Cat’s cheek: 5 Number of times animatronics rolled below 15: 8 Number of times Telissa rings the service bell: 7 Number of times Telissa says “we’re fucked”: 11 Number of times someone backseat-DMs: 14 Number of times Telissa slaps Phos: 4 Number of times the DM apologizes: 31

technical notes

Roll for ass. 1d20 → 7 Annos’s ass is average.

The party looks around the shuttle bay. Investigation check. 1d20 + perception modifier.

Phos → 16 + 4 → 20 Vekar → 10 - 4 → 6 Vasir → 3 - 1 → 2 Telissa → 1 + 0 → 1

Telissa becomes convinced that the station’s gravitational orientation is incorrect, while Vasir tries to push a door open multiple times, disregarding the button right next to it. Vekar notes that he is in a room. Phos locates a datapad and notes that no one has been here recently.

Telissa goes back to school. 1d20 → 17 Telissa goes back to school and acquires a college diploma in not stabbing her friends.

Phos reads the datapad. Technical roll. 1d20 + technical roll → 6 - 2 → 4 Phos almost breaks the datapad trying to read it.

Vekar reads the datapad. Technical roll. 1d20 + technical roll → 15 + 1 → 16 Vekar snatches the datapad from Phos and turns it out.

Telissa thinks back on what she knows of Cloviss. Knowledge roll. 1d20 + knowledge modifier → 11 + 0 → 11 Telissa knows Cloviss Bowmer is a celebrated figure in chemistry, robotics, and AI. She is also the inventor of Space Tape.

The party enters the decontamination chamber. Random number generator. Phos is infected with the nanopoison, compelling her to kill her teammates.

Telissa dances. Acrobatics roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier + proficiency bonus → 4 + 2 + 1 → 7 Telissa’s dance is a fusion between the macarena and the sprinkler. It’s a little awkward for everyone involved, especially after she makes direct eye contact with everyone in the room.

Everyone checks their sanity. Sanity roll. 1d20 + knowledge modifier.

Phos → 20 + 0 → 20 Vekar → 12 + 3 → 15 Vasir → 6 - 1 → 5 Telissa → 4 + 0 → 4

Telissa is near tears. Vasir is near catatonic. Vekar is fine. Phos has been enlightened (with nanopoison).

Telissa examines Cloviss’s door. Investigation roll. 1d20 + perception roll.

Telissa → 18 + 0 → 18 Vasir → 11 - 1 → 10 Vekar → 13 - 4 → 9 Phos → 2 + 4 → 6

Telissa notices sensors behind the desk and a camera pointed at the desk. Vasir notes footsteps in the scattered dirt from a potted plant and deduces that there was an elcor here at some point. Vekar and Phos don’t pick up on anything of note.

Telissa seduces Kitty Cat. 1d20 → 15 Telissa successfully seduces Kitty Cat by putting her hands on its face, staring it in the eye, and winking at it.

Telissa hugs Kitty Cat. 1d20 → 12 Telissa gives Kitty Cat an average hug, nothin’ special.

Telissa persuades Kitty Cat to tell her where to find the executive code. Persuasion roll. 1d20 + knowledge modifier → 12 + 0 → 12 Kitty Cat says, “No.”

Telissa frees herself from Kitty Cat’s grip. Strength roll. 1d20 + strength modifier → 15 + 2 → 17

Kitty Cat contests. Strength roll. 1d20 + strength modifier → 16 + 2 → 18 Kitty Cat successfully contests.

Kitty Cat pulls Telissa from behind the desk, who proceeds to slump in its arms and draw the word “no” out to an almost obscene length.

Vekar sneaks behind the desk. Stealth roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 15 + 2 → 17 Vekar sneaks behind the desk, but he trips the sensors in the process.

Nile the Crocodile grabs Vekar from behind the desk. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 2

Vekar contests. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 3 + 2 → 5 Vekar successfully contests.

Vekar evades Nile’s grip.

The party parses the note Phos had found on the desk. Knowledge roll. 1d20 + knowledge modifier.

Vekar → 18 + 3 → 21 Vasir → 6 - 1 → 5 Telissa → 3 + 0 → 3

Vekar realizes that all the creatures on the note Phos found are in the Canidae family.

Telissa goes back to school. 1d20 → 2 Telissa drops out of high school with lots of student debt. Her college diploma is rescinded.

SEE FIRST FIGHT NOTES

Telissa figures out the executive code. She yells out three things in rapid succession: “fox, wolf, jackal, coyote, dingo”, “Canidae”, and “F-W-J-C-D”. One of these causes the animatronics to stop fighting them, albeit temporarily.

The DM drops a shitload of exposition. Telissa asks many questions of the animatronics, now that they are subdued. Vasir learns that there is a cure for the nanopoison somewhere in the facility.

SEE SECOND FIGHT NOTES

Telissa shoots the door with her grenade launcher. Attack roll. 1d20 → 16 The door collapses; Phos is temporarily trapped in the testing room.

Vasir hacks Cloviss’s door. Decryption roll. 1d20 + technical modifier → 13 + 4 → 17 Vasir opens the door to the private quarters.

DM notes: Considering Telissa actually rolled a perception check on the door itself, the fact there was a console near it should have definitely come up sooner.

Telissa listens to see if there’s anyone behind the door. Perception roll. 1d20 + perception modifier → 10 + 0 → 10 Telissa can’t hear anyone.

Telissa, Vekar, and Vasir exploer the room. Perception roll. 1d20 + perception modifier.

Vasir → 17 - 1 → 16 Vekar → 13 + 3 → 16 Telissa → 3 + 0 → 3

Vasir and Vekar find the directions to make the cure to the nanopoison, as well as a note that says there is a dose of the cure on Clovis

Telissa, Vekar, and Vasir try to synthesize the cure. Knowledge roll. 1d20 + knowledge modifier.

Vekar → 19 + 3 → 22 Telissa → 16 + 0 → 16 Vasir → 4 - 1 → 3

Vekar successfully synthesizes the cure.

SEE THIRD FIGHT NOTES

Telissa shoots Cloviss on sight. Attack roll. 1d20 → 15 This is sufficient to hit.

Telissa shoots Clovis and kills her.

Vasir checks out the room. Perception roll. 1d20 + perception modifier → 18 - 1 → 17 Vasir finds the painting by the elcor artist Forta on the wall, which Telissa proceeds to shoot up. They also find the key that will allow them to open the shuttle bay doors.

FIRST FIGHT

Nile the Crocodile grabs Vekar from behind the desk. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 17

Vekar contests. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifer → 5 + 2 → 7 Vekar fails to contest.

Nile grabs Vekar and pulls him away from the desk.

Phos pulls Vekar from Nile’s grip. Strength check. 1d20 + strength modifier → 19 + 4 → 23 Phos grabs Nile the Crocodile, which causes it to lose its grip on Vekar. Vekar escapes unscathed.

Phos ties up Nile the Crocodile with space tape. Strength check. 1d20 + strength modifier → 10 + 4 → 14

Nile the Crocodile contests. Strength roll. 1d20 + strength modifier → 10 Nile fails to contest.

Phos ties Nile the Crocodile up with tape, though she insists on calling it “pacify” instead of “tying”.

Telissa shoots Kitty Cat. Attack roll. 1d20 → 13 This is not sufficient to hit.

Telissa misses a shot point-blank. Kitty Cat is disappointed in their short-lived relationship.

Telissa escapes Kitty Cat’s grip. Strength roll. 1d20 + strength modifier → 14 + 2 → 16

Kitty Cat contests. Strength roll. 1d20 + strength modifier → 13 + 3 → 16 Kitty Cat successfully contests.

Telissa almost escapes, but Kitty Cat grabs her ankle at the last second.

Vasir hacks Kitty Cat. AI Hack roll. 1d20 + technical modifier + proficiency bonus → 14 + 4 + 1 → 19 Vasir successfully hacks Kitty Cat, immobilizing it.

Nile the Crocodile realizes that Kitty Cat has been hacked. Perception check. 1d20 + perception modifier → unknown Nile the Crocodile realizes what’s happened to Kitty Cat.

Vekar hacks Nile the Crocodile. AI Hack roll. 1d20 + technical modifier → 20 + 1 → 21 Vekar successfully hacks Nile the Crocodile, immobilizing it.

Sheep realizes its friends are in danger. Perception roll. 1d20 + perception modifer → unknown Sheep knows Kitty Cat and Nile the Crocodile have been hacked, despite not being in the same room.

Sheep melees Vekar. Attack roll. 1d20 → 20 Crit.

Damage. 1d8 x 2 → 7 x 2 → 14 Vekar takes 14 points of damage.

The party rolls initiative. 1d20.

Phos → 12 Telissa → 9 Vasir → 5 Vekar → 3

Telissa charges Sheep. Attack roll. 1d20 → 18 This is enough to do damage.

Damage roll. 1d10 → 10 Telissa hits Sheep for 10 points of damage.

Nile the Crocodile unhacks Kitty Cat. AI Hack roll. 1d20 + technical modifier → 18 Nile successfully unhacks Kitty Cat.

Kitty Cat is added to the order.

Phos stabs Sheep. Attack roll. 1d20 → 15 This is not sufficient to hit.

Phos tries to stab Sheep over the desk, but Sheep dodges out of the way.

Vasir uses Overload on Sheep. Attack roll. 1d10 1d20 → 5 This is not sufficient to hit.

Vasir’s program misses Sheep entirely.

DM notes: Vasir’s player should have been allowed to reroll a d10, especially since this was clarified directly after the roll.

Vekar uses Cryo Blast on Sheep. Attack roll. 1d10 → 7 This is sufficient to hit.

Sheep resists Cryo. Dexterity saving throw. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 17

DM notes: Vekar should have rolled damage.

Sheep is not frozen.

Kitty Cat untapes Nile the Crocodile. AI Hack roll. 1d20 + technical modifier → 13 Kitty Cat successfully untapes Nile the Crocodile.

Sheep melees Phos. Attack roll. 1d20 → 9 This is not sufficient to hit.

Sheep’s punch misses Phos completely.

Phos melees Sheep. Attack roll. 1d20 → 18 This is sufficient to hit.

Damage roll. 1d8 → 3 Sheep takes 3 points of damage.

Telissa shoots at Sheep with her pistol. Attack roll. 1d20 → 14 This is not sufficient to hit.

Telissa’s shot goes wide.

Vasir uses Energy Drain on Sheep. Attack roll. 1d10 1d20 → 17 This is sufficient to hit.

DM notes: somehow this went from hitting and doing damage to missing entirely. It would have been fairer to do some kind of improvisation for damage, despite the wrong die was rolled.

Vekar shoots Sheep with his assault rifle. Attack roll. 1d20 → 18 This is sufficient to hit.

Damage roll. 3d4 → 3 + 3 + 2 → 8 Vekar shoots Sheep for 8 points of damage.

Kitty Cat realizes Nile the Crocodile has been hacked. Perception roll. 1d20 + perception modifier → unknown Kitty Cat notices that Nile the Crocodile has been hacked.

Kitty Cat unhacks Nile the Crocodile. AI Hack roll. 1d20 + technical modifier → unknown Kitty Cat fails to unhack Sheep.

Sheep melees Vekar. Attack roll. 1d20 → 19 This is sufficient to hit.

Damage roll. 1d8 → 4 Vekar takes 4 points of damage.

Phos melees Sheep. Attack roll. 1d20 → 2 This is not sufficient to hit. Phos hits Telissa instead.

Damage roll. 1d8 → 7 Telissa takes 7 points of damage.

DM notes: This was very cool and sneaky, but since it’s a 2 and not a crit fail, Telissa’s armor class should have been taken into consideration.

Telissa drops a Nova. Attack roll. 1d20 → 20 Crit.

Phos contests. Dexterity saving throw. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 19 + 2 → 21 Against a nat20, this is only a partial save.

Sheep contests. Dexterity saving throw. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → unknown Sheep fails to save.

Damage roll. 2d4 x 2 → 7 x 2 → 14 Telissa deals 14 points of damage to Sheep and 7 points of damage to Phos. Both are prone.

DM notes: it was promptly forgotten that Sheep and Phos were prone.

Vasir uses Sabotage on Sheep. Attack roll. 1d10 → 8 This is sufficient to hit.

Sheep is killed when the program hits.

Kitty Cat frees Nile the Crocodile from the Space Tape. Attack roll. 1d20 → unknown Kitty Cat frees Nile from the Space Tape.

Vekar shoots Kitty Cat. Attack roll. 1d20 → 17 This is sufficient to hit.

Damage roll. 3d4 → 11 Kitty Cat takes 11 points of damage.

Kitty Cat unhacks Nile the Crocodile. AI Hack roll. 1d20 + technical roll → unknown Kitty Cat successfully unhacks Nile.

DM notes: Vekar hacked Nile with a nat20; that should have been taken into consideration, especially if Kitty Cat hadn’t rolled a crit.

Nile the Crocodile is added to the order.

Nile the Crocodile attacks Telissa. Attack roll. 1d20 → 18 This is sufficient to hit.

Damage roll. 2d8 → 14 Telissa takes 14 points of damage.

Phos wrassles Kitty Cat. Strength roll. 1d20 + strength modifier → 5 + 4 → 9

Kitty Cat contests. Strength roll. 1d20 + strength modifier → 20 Kitty Cat successfully contests.

Phos does not manage to subdue Kitty Cat, who retaliates.

ADDITIONAL ACTION: Kitty Cat subdues Kitty Cat. Strength roll. 1d20 + strength modifier → 15

Phos contests. Strength roll. 1d20 + strength modifier → 7 + 4 → 11 Phos fails to contest.

Vasir, OOC, in discord: Get Space Taped™!

SECOND FIGHT

Phos shoots Vekar with her shotgun. Attack roll. 1d20 → 18 This is sufficient to hit.

Damage roll. 2d8 → 10 Vekar takes 10 points of damage.

Cloviss notices the animatronics have been given the executive code. Perception roll. 1d20 + perception modifier → 20 Cloviss rescinds the executive code; the animatronics are hostile again and join forces with Phos.

Vekar uses Cryo Blast. Attack roll. 1d20 → 20 Crit.

Phos is frozen solid.

Vasir and Vekar runs past Nile the Crocodile. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier.

Vasir → 17 + 1 → 18 Vekar → 16 + 2 → 18

Nile contests. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 14 Nile fails to contest.

Vasir and Vekar slip past Nile into the testing chambers.

The party looks around the testing rooms. Perception roll. 1d20 + perception modifier.

Telissa → 13 + 0 → 13 Vasir → 10 - 1 → 9 Vekar → 9 - 4 → 5

Telissa notices the testing bracelets are wired to deliver an electric shock.

Vasir checks out the bracelets. Investigation roll. 1d20 + perception modifier → 18 - 1 → 17 Vasir realizes they could possibly weaponize the bracelets.

Vasir hacks into the bracelets. Hacking roll. 1d20 + technical modifier → 20 + 4 → 24 Vasir successfully weaponizes the bracelets so that they deliver a powerful electric shock upon contact.

Telissa breaks down the testing door. Strength roll. 1d20 + strength modifier → 15 + 2 → 17 Telissa doesn’t manage to break down the door.

Vekar uses Cryo Blast on the door. Attack roll. 1d10 → 8 Vekar hits the door and reduces its structural integrity.

Telissa biotically charges the door. Attack roll. 1d20 → 14 This is not enough to break down the door.

Phos steps on the electrified bracelets. Damage roll. 1d8 x crit → 6 x 2 → 12 Phos takes 12 points of damage.

Vekar heals Telissa. Effectiveness roll. 1d20 → 10 Healing will be 2d4.

Healing roll. 2d4 x Medicine talent → 8 x 2 → 16 Telissa is healed fully.

The party rolls initiative. 1d20.

Vasir → 14 Phos → 11 Telissa → 11 Vekar → 10

Nile the Crocodile shoots Vekar. Attack roll. 1d20 → 16 This is suficient to hit.

Damage roll. 2d8 → 16 Vekar takes 16 points of damage and falls unconscious.

Vekar rolls a death saving throw. 1d20 → 14 Vekar saves successfully.

Vasir uses Incinerate on Phos. Attack roll. 1d10 → 1 Vasir takes 3 points of damage.

Phos shoots Vasir with her assault rifle. Attack roll. 1d20 → 7 This is not sufficient to hit.

Phos’s shot goes wide.

Muffy intimidates Telissa into shutting up. Intimidation roll. 1d20 + knowledge modifier → 20 Telissa is cowed and shuts up whenever Muffy so much as looks in her direction.

Telissa revives Vekar using some of his medi-gel. Revive roll. 1d20 → 20

Healing roll. 4d4 → 4 + 3 + 4 + 1 → 12 Telissa successfully revives Vekar and heals him for 12 points of health.

Vekar stands up.

Kitty Cat melees Vekar. Attack roll. 1d20 → 11 This is not sufficient to hit.

Vekar ducks under the blow.

Nile the Crocodile shoots Vasir. Attack roll. 1d20 → 2 This is not sufficient to hit.

Crocodile’s shot goes wide.

Vasir shoots Phos with their pistol. Attack roll. 1d20 → 4 This is not sufficient to hit.

Vasir’s shot goes wide.

Free action. Vasir commiserates with Nile.

DM notes: we almost skipped Vasir’s turn here.

Phos shoots Telissa with her shotgun. Attack roll. 1d20 → 7 This is not sufficient to hit.

Phos’s shot goes wide.

Telissa shoots at the enemy party with her grenade launcher. Attack roll. 1d20 → 15

Phos, Nile the Crocodile, and Kitty Cat dodge. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier.

Kitty Cat → 19 Phos → 15 + 2 → 17 Crocodile → 7

Damage roll. 5d6 → 2 + 4 + 3 + 6 + 4 → 19 Nile takes 19 points of damage.

Vekar activates Tech Armor. Effectiveness roll. 1d20 → 20 Vekar gains 20 additional health points. Upon depletion, the tech armor will explode for 2d6 damage.

Kitty Cat disarms Telissa. Dexterity roll. 1d20 → 16 + 2 → 18

Telissa contests. Dexterity roll. 1d20 → 17 + 2 → 19 Telissa successfully contests.

Telissa yells, “MINE,” and bats Kitty Cat away.

Nile the Crocodile shoots Vekar. Attack roll. 1d20 → 6 This is not sufficient to hit.

Nile’s shot goes wide.

Vasir uses Incinerate on Kitty Cat. Attack roll. 1d10 → 2 Vasir‘s Incinerate fizzles out and takes 1d6 → 4 points of damage.

Phos shoots Telissa with her shotgun. Attack roll. 1d20 → 12 This is not sufficient to hit.

Telissa shoots Kitty Cat with her pistol. Attack roll. 1d20 → 18 This is sufficient to hit.

Damage roll. 2d4 → 6 Kitty Cat takes 6 points of damage and is killed.

Vekar shoots Nile the Crocodile with his assault rifle. Attack roll. 1d20 → 18 This is sufficient to hit.

Damage roll. 3d4 → 9 Nile the Crocodile takes 9 points of damage and is killed.

Vasir shoots Phos with their pistol. Attack roll. 1d20 → 8 This is not sufficient to hit.

Vasir’s shot goes wide.

Phos shoots Vasir with Carnage. Attack roll. 1d20 → 18 This is sufficient to hit.

Damage roll. 2d8 + Carnage (2d8) → 1 + 3 + 1 + 3 → 8 Vasir takes 8 points of damage.

Telissa runs past Phos. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 11 + 2 → 3

Phos contests. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 10 + 2 → 12 Phos fails to contest.

Telissa slips by Phos back into the main lobby.

Vekar uses Cryo Blast on Phos. Attack roll. 1d10 → 8 Phos is partially frozen.

Phos charges Vekar.

Telissa biotically charges Phos. Attack roll. 1d20 → 17 Damage roll. 1d8 → 8

Phos contests. Attack roll. 1d20 → 6 Damage roll. 1d8 → 3

Telissa charges Phos, stopping her from atacking Vekar. Both take damage.

Vekar injects Phos with the cure. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 18 + 2 → 20

Phos contests. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 18 + 2 → 20 Phos successfully contests.

Vekar and Phos struggle on the floor, neither of them gaining an upper hand.

Vasir injects Phos with the cure. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 20 + 1 → 21

Phos contests. Dexterity roll. 1d20 + dexterity modifier → 9 + 2 → 11 Phos fails to contest.

Vasir grabs the cure from Vekar and injects Phos with it.

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