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Author Topic: The Forgotten Art: Approaching the Nexus  (Read 271278 times)

Harry Baldman

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Re: The Forgotten Art: Wild Magicking
« Reply #1065 on: March 07, 2014, 01:20:29 pm »

Larry guesses he had plenty of gen-lit to spare for these obviously gentlemanly individuals.

"I haven't sorted them, but yeah there's more in here," he says, presenting his customers with the full breadth and depth of his divine selection - the table's plastic surface bends a little when it is contacted by the weight of the bag.

"Check it.  Don't open anything stapled in here, if you know what I mean," he winks knowingly as the two guys begin searching through the bag. One of them seems to have better luck than the other - he finds a whole two magazines to his liking, it seems, while the other one finds none at all, though seems to agree with his friend's positive assessment of the merchandise.

"Okay, so we'll take three for thirty," says one of them while they scratch up the requisite cash. "Sound good?"

Halesey, on the other side of the room and currently in the possession of another bag of smut (a strange circumstance, considering that the two porn salesmen only seemed to have one between them previously), tries to persuade Sister Greer to give his collection a chance.

"Ah, I'm sorry. I must have shown you the one my colleague here likes to put in to make me look bad. He's terribly competitive, you know. Try this issue here - it was written by and for poor deprived young adults, so deranged they believe they are infidels! You must surely take pity. Sometimes they staple pages together in their wild attempts to appear heathenish and crazy, but they mean well," he says, handing the nun a different issue. She hesitantly takes it after giving back the previous one, not really saying anything else, and looks through it.

"My," she says after a moment, blushing slightly. "There does seem to be... something about this literature. More than meets the eye, so to speak. Hm..." she then mentions, looking at the magazine very carefully. Halesey decides that this would be a good time to get back to Jenny.

"Ah yes, ma'am, Jenny, I do love those fancy places. They're probably one of my favourite types of places, I have to say. Uh, shall I meet you at Chez Ronardo's? At, say, 8?" he asks suavely.

"It's a date, sir!" Jenny says enthusiastically. Halesey then returns to the nun, who seems to have finished her quick look.

"I do believe that my sisters at the monastery should see this," she says. "Would you mind coming with me now, sir? I dare say it might be very important," she says, getting up from her seat. She's at least a full head taller than him, Halesey notices.

* * * * *

John is pretty happy about this spot o' luck, and moves to take advantage of it immediately.

"Aha, found you after all. So, I went to mister Lee saying I was gonna let you go, but he wouldn't hear of it. So don't get all huffy at me, I'm not exactly here because I enjoy bothering you. Now, I have to know some things. Will you go back home? And if not, where will you go? And do try to work with me here, because if you don't mister Lee is going to keep sending me after you forever, and I'm getting rather sick of this."

Luz turns to him, looking rather fearful suddenly.

"Shit, you again! Can't you just leave us alone? We're gonna leave town, okay? Anyway, what right does Mr. Lee have to tell us what to do? We're getting out of here, and that's that! No more of this fucking place, you hear me?"

"Yeah, that's our plan in a nutshell, pretty much."
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Re: The Forgotten Art: Wild Magicking
« Reply #1066 on: March 07, 2014, 01:29:29 pm »

"Righto.  Enjoy."

Collect the money, then check on Halesey.

"Having any luck?  I am."
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Re: The Forgotten Art: Wild Magicking
« Reply #1067 on: March 07, 2014, 03:53:59 pm »

"Yeah dude, I'm having luck... Say, could I borrow, like, about thirty eurodollars this evening? And then, I dunno, we should probably get out of here, cos i reckon this nun wants to get a bunch of more nuns and exorcise the shit out of our porn, dude. She's got this real weird look in her voice that I just don't like. I dunno what we should do but she kinda freaks me out and she wants me to come with her to her feckin' nunnery dude and I she says it's important and dude I really think you should come and talk to her and then shit we should leave...
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Re: The Forgotten Art: Wild Magicking
« Reply #1068 on: March 07, 2014, 03:56:42 pm »

"Bro I just got this thirty bucks!  Didn't you sell anything?"

He looks at the nun.

"So she's gonna buy some stuff?  Good stuff."

Also follow along.
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Re: The Forgotten Art: Wild Magicking
« Reply #1069 on: March 07, 2014, 04:00:19 pm »

"Er, shit. My mind's kinda gone blank but no, I don't think I got any cash, but I did get a date with the barmaid, who's a lovely shade of pink. Ronardo's this evening. I don't really think the nun wants to buy porn, dude. I think she knows there's something odd about it and probably wants to burn us at the stake or something. That's what they do, right? You reckon you can handle a whole nunnery? I don't wanna die by angry nun, dude."
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Re: The Forgotten Art: Wild Magicking
« Reply #1070 on: March 07, 2014, 04:02:38 pm »

Larry snorted at this suggestion.  "Man, you got your potatoes, we got those explody stapled mags, what else do we need?"
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Re: The Forgotten Art: Wild Magicking
« Reply #1071 on: March 07, 2014, 04:15:34 pm »

"Okay, let's go then. But if we get into bad nun stuff, you owe me those thirty bucks, deal?"
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Re: The Forgotten Art: Wild Magicking
« Reply #1072 on: March 07, 2014, 04:16:37 pm »

"Fine."
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Re: The Forgotten Art: Wild Magicking
« Reply #1073 on: March 07, 2014, 05:24:03 pm »

Go with the nun.
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Re: The Forgotten Art: Cash 4 Gen-Lit (Needs waitlisters!)
« Reply #1074 on: March 08, 2014, 08:09:12 am »

After collecting the money, Larry steps over to Halesey, and finds out several things. For one, he was trying to sell porn to a nun. Two, said nun appears to have made the offer for him to come along with all of his literature, which seems to have made Halesey a little leery. A bit of persuasion on Larry's part, though, clears up the issue wonderfully, and the two follow Sister Greer out of the truck stop with all of their smut.

The walk along the freeway does not take overly long until they come to a small dirt road branching off from it into the woods.

"It's this way, follow me, good sirs," Sister Greer says, going down the road. As the two wizards follow, they get a bad feeling in their bones - fortunately, it passes quickly enough for it to be hardly bothersome, and the monastery is not too far off, anyway - it looks to be located in the sort of building that usually comes with a famous architect's name attached, a modern fenced-in mansion, its rather impermanent structure not holding up too well to what must have been at least four decades of withstanding the elements. It still looks rather pretty, though, in a mildly bland sort of way, and rather tranquil as well. Sister Greer walks up to the gate and presses the buzzer.

"Yes? Who is it?" a tinny female voice comes from a speaker.

"Sister Greer, Prioress."

"Your morning walks seem to be getting longer and longer, Sister," the voice says.

"I have brought something of interest, Prioress. Two men with interesting goods."

The speaker is silent for a moment.

"Not drugs this time, Prioress."

"They had better not be, Sister Greer," the voice replies, then cuts out. The gate unlocks audibly, and Sister Greer guides Larry and Halesey inside, past a well-kept yard that must have been host to quite a few flowers not two months ago, and through the front entrance. The inside of the mansion, though the structure itself has seen better days, is surprisingly tastefully decorated, and the state of the place is unexpectedly warm and friendly. That is, until they are brought into a spacious living room where seven other women, dressed casually, yet modestly, await them, most of them inspecting Halesey and Larry as well as Sister Greer in a very doubtful fashion.

The one woman that doesn't give the three of them a doubtful look is a woman in her late forties, who would have a very trustworthy, friendly face if it wasn't for the fact that she is currently using it to project a rather hostile glare toward the two new arrivals. Before she even opens her mouth, it's quite clear that she must be the Prioress.

"Welcome to our home," the Prioress says. "Sister Greer said you have 'interesting goods', which is already a reason for me to suspect something to be rather fishy about you two. I do, however, hope I am wrong in doing so."

"What they have is indeed interesting, Prioress... I suspect you will not like it, but it seemed important enough to bring here."
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Re: The Forgotten Art: Cash 4 Gen-Lit (Needs waitlisters!)
« Reply #1075 on: March 08, 2014, 08:36:13 am »

"Can I not just leave you alone? Have you been listening to what I've been saying? I have mister Lee, the magical brute, hounding me to make sure you're safe! The two people who were with me have gone braindead! For the love of god, please...please just follow me back to mister Lee's shop so that we can settle this. Because remember, this is between you and Lee, I'm just some poor sap who somehow got caught up in all of this."

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Re: The Forgotten Art: Cash 4 Gen-Lit (Needs waitlisters!)
« Reply #1076 on: March 08, 2014, 10:13:44 am »

"Can I not just leave you alone? Have you been listening to what I've been saying? I have mister Lee, the magical brute, hounding me to make sure you're safe! The two people who were with me have gone braindead! For the love of god, please...please just follow me back to mister Lee's shop so that we can settle this. Because remember, this is between you and Lee, I'm just some poor sap who somehow got caught up in all of this."

Plead with the kids!

"That bastard has no business telling us what to do!"

"Yeah, we're leaving."

"You can go on ahead and tell him we said that he could go fuck himself with his meddling."

"And you, you can go fuck yourself by extension if you insist on bringing us home."

"Yeah!"
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Re: The Forgotten Art: Cash 4 Gen-Lit (Needs waitlisters!)
« Reply #1077 on: March 08, 2014, 10:52:56 am »

Getting rather annoyed, John stand up to his full height and looks straight into the boy's eyes as he speaks.

"I'm going to say this once more, you pair of horrid children. So listen well. I do not want to bring you home. It would be super fucking useful for me if you could just go and die, that way I won't have to keep running after you. But so help me god, you are going to come with me to mister Lee. Once you are there, once mister Lee has said his shit, you are free to do whatever the fuck you want, because it won't be my problem anymore.

Now, do you spoiled brats think you can manage to just show your ugly faces in that bastards shop for a second, or am I going to have to drag you there?"


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« Reply #1078 on: March 08, 2014, 11:06:38 am »

Getting rather annoyed, John stand up to his full height and looks straight into the boy's eyes as he speaks.

"I'm going to say this once more, you pair of horrid children. So listen well. I do not want to bring you home. It would be super fucking useful for me if you could just go and die, that way I won't have to keep running after you. But so help me god, you are going to come with me to mister Lee. Once you are there, once mister Lee has said his shit, you are free to do whatever the fuck you want, because it won't be my problem anymore.

Now, do you spoiled brats think you can manage to just show your ugly faces in that bastards shop for a second, or am I going to have to drag you there?"


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"We can fight it out right here if you want to. But we ain't going to Mr. Lee. This isn't any of his business. We'll be out of his fucking precious neighborhood in a jiffy if you just leave us alone. I know what he wants us to do, go home. There's no chance in hell that's gonna happen, though."

"No chance at all," says Trey, getting up. "Are we gonna have a problem, man?"
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Re: The Forgotten Art: Cash 4 Gen-Lit (Needs waitlisters!)
« Reply #1079 on: March 08, 2014, 11:19:13 am »

"Sorry to dissapoint you, boy, but we've had a problem from before we've met. Now, before we go flinging spells at eachother, can you at the very least tell me why the fuck you're so against going home in the first place?"
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