At fabulous Chez Ronardo's, a loud exclamation from none other than
Dave suddenly interrupts the charming atmosphere.
"THAT MAN IS A CASTER OF WITCHCRAFT, SOWER OF CHAOS, AND A SATINIST!"The patrons are a bit confused. They did not think that the place had much appeal for the inquisitorial crowd, but here is a man proving them wrong. It is most disturbing to the patrons, but not quite disturbing enough for them to actually react in much of a measurable way. Maybe the staff will take care of it, they think.
Mr. Pilton, though, is a bit more moved, and apparently feels the urge to comment.
"You don't cast witchcraft, idiot! You practice it! As, in, you're a practitioner of witchcraft! Get your lingo right!" he shouts from his seat, obviously making his companion a tad uncomfortable.
* * * * *
Larry did not expect it to go this well, and feels like he can take on the world now, to say nothing of the giant, hairy, floating bean in front of
Halesey.
"I got this, man!" he merely says, and aims one of his golem beams at the displeasing legume!
[Larry's affinity roll: 4+1]
[Larry's finesse roll: 3]
The beam of golems is rather questionably aimed, but it does seem to clip the bean very nicely, sending it spinning in place, but failing to cause it any harm. Once it stops, the bean looks rather displeased, and Halesey knows that he should probably do something right quick, and grabs one of the fatal porn centerfolds, unstapling it and pointing it at the bean, who looks right into it. Immediately, it begins to burn with a mighty, holy flame, though it does not seem to be harmed in any way. Uh oh.
"What the fuck is that supposed to be, anyway?" the bean asks before turning to Larry.
[Mafibean's finesse roll: 2+1]
It pulls out its gun, a real hand cannon from the looks of it, and aims it at the ground Larry's feet, firing a deafening shot that barely grazes the wizard's foot, causing a sudden spike of pain that Larry bets would be way worse had the bean succeeded in properly hitting him.
"I'm not fucking around here, you understand?" it tells Larry.
"Try anything again, and I'm gonna put a bullet in your knee. And if that doesn't help, I'm gonna perforate your goddamn skull. You get me?"The bean does look like it means it, and just as it looks ready to shoot someone again, it turns to face something - a rather short, well-groomed man in a business suit.
"And who are you supposed to be?" the criminal, flaming legume asks in an unfriendly manner. The man bows.
"I'm sorry to interrupt," he says,
"but I was told to come here by a mutual friend, to locate two salesmen of adult literature. I may have a business proposition for them."There is something strange about the man, and the bean seems to have noticed this as well.
"Hm... we might be interested," the bean replies, grinning at Halesey unpleasantly while keeping his gun squarely pointed at Larry.
* * * * *
John, having been unexpectedly failed by bureaucracy, turns to the dark arts for help, as people often tend to in times of great need. He opens the magazine.
"Might as well try this... ahem... great being that is currently inside of this magazine, what the hell should I do to get past this asshole?"~I would advise using the most dangerous magic you have, so that he starts to take you seriously. Cause damage. Draw him out! Here, I'll help.~John feels the magazine reach out to him, swallow his mind in its infinite space of knowledge.
[John's mind roll: 3]
It's a bit difficult to deal with the sudden flow of information, but John does feel something stick before the magic-space fades away, a new piece of magic that will hopefully prove to be his salvation.
1. Swankify Minoxidil
Okay, maybe that's not what's gonna clinch this thing. But keep it for now, and keep trying. Open your mind, creature of flesh!
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