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[LordPorkins]

My name is Yung Merx, a.k.a YM, Merx, etc. I am cousin to Yung Venuz, the Gun God. As such, I am known as the Shiv God. If you would use it to stab somebody, I'm your god.

I have no extraordinary movement capabilities, but I will scout nonetheless. And, once we have a destination in mind, I might be able to call my 'swyyt ryde'((that's what it's called)) to take us there.

((I told you your voice is back to "normal" now.))


In the distance, YM sees a small speck sitting on a hill. Other than that and the door, there's nothing but long, waving grass.

[Shadestyle]

((I think he means to assume he is talking in thug Speek, and is writing normally so people an actually read what he is saying.))

[S34N1C]

((I think he means to assume he is talking in thug Speek, and is writing normally so people an actually read what he is saying.))

((No, I had misunderstood the GM. I thought that when he said he had just wanted to see me poke myself in the eye, I thought he meant that it was just a prank and my voice was still changed to the baritone voice.))

Eyy, wot da fock iz dat?

Investigate

[LordPorkins]

As YM approaches (With the others presumably in tow), the speck becomes more and more visible. It appears to be a small 5x5x7 hut, not unlike your atypical "water closet". Before reaching it however, he pushes aside some grass and reveals a rough road running north and south. A little ways to the south is an overturned cart.

[UXLZ]

His cane, his cane, his GLORIOUS cane! It had been returned to him! The goatee'd man had been on the side of justice after all! Perhaps he was a double agent for Her Majesty's Secret Service, infiltrating the ranks of the carrots and their vile, treacherous organization. Maybe the distraction he wanted was to help with that? Beau was, of course, going to help. Besides, causing mayhem was what he did best. He probably would have helped even if he tried not to.

"An overturned cart, perhaps with residents in need of some good, British, assistance. Tally-ho, lads!"

Feeling chipper and shouting enthusiastically, twirling his cane like a conductor, Beau bounds off to investigate the cart. He doesn't bother check if anyone's actually following him.

[Sosoku234]

To Aloy:

"So... What's your name? 'Cause I'm Glittering Gold. Best DJ in the land."

Thrust a hand out for a handshake.

[vishdafish]

Rok Smasha follows Beau, curiously looking at the cart.

[Shadestyle]

The Watercloset is investigated by SG, the door checked.

[S34N1C]

Investigate the shed

[LordPorkins]

Beau finds no signs of a scuffle or other catastrophe. Nor does the cart look damaged. It looks as if someone  simply left it.


The hut is made of semi-rusted aluminum siding. The door is closed, but through a few holes in the metal you can make out that whatever is in the hut is not emitting light.


Picsi senses... A lot of things. Whatever's happening underground, it definitely involves lots of large objects moving around quickly.

[S34N1C]

U redy SG?

Open the door, screwdriver at the ready.

[LordPorkins]

As YM opens the door, SG leaps into a battle stance ready to destroy any foes he may see:



The inside of the hut is an elevator. Well, it's a bare room with some doors, a shag carpet and 2 buttons on a panel labeled "UP" and "DOWN"

[UXLZ]

Pondering the cart, Beau states matter-of-factly to Smasha:

"This is rather boring, isn't it? Back to the hut! You can carry it if you'd like."

Once again twirling his cane, Beau bounds back to the hut.

[Shadestyle]

SG flips the cart right side up.

[LordPorkins]

Suddenly, a raffled, somewhat bedraggled man reeking of alcohol bursts out from under the hut and grabs Beaus hat! He then runs off south down the road!