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((Quick question... where is this building that we're in?))

Abandoned building on the edge of town.

[Parisbre56]

"Whatevs. But if we choose some dump in the middle of nowhere, at least make sure it's near like a bus stop or something. I can't walk for like a day whenever I gotta jet. Otherwise I'll be mighty cross with ya."

"Anyway, how about anyone who wants to stays here, the rest go find some place, get back together here in half an hour to look at our options? You down with that?"

((80's slang is so much fun.))

Find a payphone or a phone in some convenience store or coffee place I could use. Make some phone calls to some people I know, use my connections.

Anybody know of a place we could rent cheap-like and turn into a temple? Preferably an isolated office or a bookstore with a basement? Or some place with a basement we could turn into a bookstore? If asked, say it's for a film I'm making. I predict it's going to be a CULT classic!

EDIT: Wait a second! Even better idea! Search for a bar or club to rent! If our rituals make tons of strange noise and attract all sorts of weird stuff, nobody is going to suspect a club, because that already do that without cults being involved!

Once done, get back to the abandoned house and give everyone the places I found.

EDIT2: Can we assume we have exchanged some info and can contact each other if need be? Because some people are already talking about moving away and we haven't even decided when our next meeting is going to be.

Spoiler: Helen "The Recorder" (click to show/hide)

Name: Helen Hywater, though she insists on calling herself "The Recorder" during cult related activities
Appearance: A young girl with short dark hair and green eyes. Tends to wear a dark brown trenchcoat and fedora during cult related activities to avoid suspicion.
Backstory: Has a fascination with recording stuff for posterity and specifically cameras. Makes her way through life doing odd jobs and videotaping things, sometimes things she probably shouldn't record. She's even managed to make some short films. She's a bit weird and she knows it but she doesn't care. As for why she's with the cult, she mostly just wants to record stuff and then sell them for fame and loads of momey. Maybe she can make the world's first real found footage film.

Physical stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d10
Endurance: d8
Awareness: d12
Guile: d8
Knowledge: d6
Willpower: d6


Occult stats:
Corruption: 0
Madness: 0
Favor: d4 (The Scholar in Red)

World Stats:
Connections: d10
Possessions: d4
Money: d4
Standing: d10

Inventory:
Clothes
A high-end handheld camcorder with flashlight and infrared nightvision capability
200$

[Sir Elventide]

"My husband will be home in a few hours so I can go with you Helen. I need to go pick up some things anyway," Alexis said as she stood up.

Accompany Helen and help her obtain the building. Also, shop for some spices and veggies for tonight's dinner.

[Parisbre56]

"Sure thing besty! Wouldn't mind some company. And hey, maybe if we wrap this up early we can go get-" Helen pauses as the gears in her brain start turning.
"Wait a second... Drinks... Bar... Club... Noise..." she says, looking forward with a blank stare.
"Woohoo! That's an awesome idea!" she exclaims, jumping while raising her fist in the air.
"Screw boring old libraries! Clubs are where the money's at! I mean, clubs are already so weird and full of block rocking beats, ain't nobody going to suspect us. Plus! Drinks! Music! Dancing! Drugs! Gangs! Guns! Mobsters! Trippendicular!"
Helen wraps her arm around Alexis and turns her camera so that it points at their faces.
"See? This is working great already! I'm so amped right now!"

[Pancaek]

"I can see you're enthousiastic, but consider for a moment wether the Scholar will be pleased having a nightclub for as place of worship. We should try to find a place it likes, rather than one we like."

[Parisbre56]

"Dude! Watchu talking bout? You can't like just judge a book by its cover! We ain't gotta clue what this Scholar gal wants, we just know she needs a place to crash. Just cause you're a square doesn't mean she is. If someone's a scholar that means they're interested in all knowledge they can get their hands on, like... I dunno, music, hacking, cars, sex, all kinds of stuff. So don't go dissing clubs! Clubs are like a modern day peripatetic school, like... cafés in the French revolution man! It's like where everything new is happen'en. It's where all the icy people are at."

[Pancaek]

Walton snorts.

"Look, missy, I don't know what kind of crap drugs you're on, but if you'll remember our patron specifically showed us images of hospitals, of morgues, of libraries, books, specimen jars, unknown tools, jungles, mountain tops, and that kind of jazz. It seems to me like nightclubs don't really fit in the kind of things he saw fit to show us."

[Parisbre56]

"Oh, yeah? Then if you think you're going to find knowledge there, why don't you go find a mountain top to live in and rid us of your moaning? And while you're at it, why don't you eat my shorts? Ha! Meanwhile us cool kids are gonna do culting the radical way, amiright? Up top!"
Very pleased with the sick burn she thinks she gave Walton, Helen raises her hand, waiting for a high five from her no doubt countless admirers.

[Pancaek]

Walton looks at Helen, clearly nonplussed about her "sick burn".

"The last time I ate someone's shorts, it was because Charlie had us half-delirious from hunger and the dead guy's shorts were the only thing that looked halfway edible. But suit yourself, you'll have no more comments from me."

Walton will contact his connections either at work as a city official or with his old war buddies to see if there are any abandoned or currently empy museums/military bases/hospitals/psych wards/libraries/bookstores or other such places nearby, preferably on the edge of town. Focus on those that are supposed to be haunted or otherwise have a mysterious past first.

Once that's done, regardless of outcome, go back to the abandoned house and my cult buddies.

Spoiler: Walton J. Murphy (click to show/hide)

Name: Walton J. Murphy
Appearance: A man of 64 years old. Walton sports a bald head and a grey beard. Not as fit as he used to be. His body is marked with a variety of scars.
Backstory: Walton joined the military when he was 18 years old in 1939, just in time for WWII to ramp up. He has since served in the pacific theater in WWII, the Korean war, and the Vietnam war. It was in 'Nam where he was gravely wounded for the last time, effectively ending his military career. He currently works a desk job for the local government, a fact that does not particularely please him.

He's been in a world war, a cold war, a drug war and a gang war. Now, seeing the appalling amount of respect veterans get from younger generations, he's decided that he wants to add a holy war onto his résumé.


Physical stats: (list in order)
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Awareness: d8
Guile: d10
Knowledge: d8
Willpower: d12

Occult stats:
Corruption: 0
Madness: 0
Favor: 1

World Stats:
Connections: d8
Possessions: d8
Money: d4
Standing: d8

Inventory:
300$
Leatherman multitool
Notebook&Pen
Bicycle
Duct Tape.

[Hotfire90]

"A nightclub is a silly idea. Haven't you paid attention to the visions at all? If you're going to search for a place, then please consult the visions."

Draw the sigil of the Scholar in Red in my notebook, and also draw some schematics of the visions.

Once I'm finished drawing, search for some bookstores near the town centre and inquire about how much it would cost to buy the store. Also ask them about any wishes or dreams of theirs that I could possibly fulfill with the help of my contacts, asking ownership of the store in return.

Return to the abandoned house after I've found a bookstore that can be acquired with either money or with the help of my contacts.

Spoiler: Richard Reed (click to show/hide)

Name: Richard Reed
Appearance: A well dressed man in his mid-twenties, he sports short brown hair and a well kempt mustache.
Backstory: Richard discovered the cult when one of his less prestigious connections informed him about otherwordly beings and of the knowledge these beings possess. Intent to learn this secret knowledge, he set out to join the cult.

Physical stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Awareness: d8
Guile: d12
Knowledge: d10
Willpower: d8

Occult stats:
Corruption: 0
Madness: 0
Favor: d4

World Stats:
Connections: d12
Possessions: d4
Money: d6
Standing: d8

Inventory:
Notebook
Pen
$400

[Pavellius]

PTW

[Tomasque]

"If the visions point to a temple the scholar desires, then my choice is an archive of some kind. It fulfills the spirit of the request, and will provide us with unfettered access to all the information we could need."

Go to the library and apply to be an archivist, claiming it was always my passion before I went into writing.

Spoiler: Ex-Writer (click to show/hide)

Name: Thomas Melbourne
Appearance: A man in his late 60s. Well-kept beard, no mustache or sideburns. Balding, but without a ridiculous comb-over. He dresses conservatively.
Backstory: He came to this small town in the 1940s in an attempt to escape his fame. An early novel of his had found surprise success, and prevented him from living the comfortable life he had always envisioned. Now, 40 years later, his idle searching into the occult has lead him to the truth. He's already planning his next book.
Physical stats:
 Strength: d6
 Dexterity: d8
 Speed: d4
 Endurance: d6
 Awareness: d10
 Guile: d8
 Knowledge: d12
 Willpower: d6
Occult stats:
 Corruption: 0
 Madness: 0
 Favor: d4
World Stats:
 Connections: d4
 Possessions: d4
 Money: d10
 Standing: d10
Inventory:
 -Notebook
 -Pen
 -$10,000

[Devastator]

We don't need a bookstore, we can just find books for cheap.  You guys can work on a location, I'll start getting the props.

This abandoned building will do fine as a storage place, until you guys find a better spot.

Go check the newspaper for estate sales.. those are often good spots to find books.  Get a couple of cardboard boxes to fill with books, and then cab back to the abandoned building to leave the books inside there.

Spoiler: Dr. O'Malley (click to show/hide)

Name: Sean O'Malley, Phd.
Appearance: A trim, short man in his mid-40s, with a jovial expression and short reddish-brown hair.
Backstory: After completing his doctorate in Philosophy, he found his life unexpectedly limited after promoting some rather nonstandard views, after discovering and investigating some minor secrets.  His position was since removed, and he no longer commands the respect he once had among his peers.

Physical stats: (list in order)
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d8
Endurance: d8
Awareness: d10
Guile: d6
Knowledge: d12
Willpower: d6

Occult stats:
Corruption: 0
Madness: 0
Favor: 1

World Stats:
Connections: d6
Possessions: d8
Money: d8
Standing: d6

Inventory:
$500
Bicycle
Drafting Board

[Sir Elventide]

Alexis turned and gave Helen an apologetic shrug. "It seems that even if I agreed with your idea to use the nightclub as an impromptu temple, we both would be out-voted. Majority rule after all," she said as she patted Helen on the shoulder. "Besides, with people obsessed with hunting for satanists, drug pushers, and communists hiding under their blankets, perhaps a place far from too many prying eyes is best."

Pausing, Alexis continued with a smile. "Besides, the Scholar's next commands just might involve a nightclub or some similar place."

Spoiler: Alexis L. Cromwald (click to show/hide)

Name: Alexis Ledbetter Cromwald

Appearance: Early thirties. Comely appearance and figure. Back-length curly blond hair. Coppery eyes. Wears an apron with pockets on the front.

Backstory: A former teacher who is the housewife of a domineering businessman, Alexis oftentimes fantasized about dealing with her husband Michael in brutal but creative ways. However, murder is social suicide in the age of improved forensics and profiling and divorce is out of the question as her husband provides her 'income' in the form of allowances. However, her chance encounter with the darkest mysteries of the world may very well give Alexis the power she craves... or it could send her plunging into a fate much worse than slaving to her idiotic brute of a husband.

Physical stats:

Strength: d4
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Awareness: d8
Guile: d12
Knowledge: d10
Willpower: d6

Occult stats:

Corruption: 0
Madness: 0
Favor: 1

World Stats:

Connections: d10
Possessions: d6
Money: d4
Standing: d8

Inventory:

$200
Purse

[Leodanny]

Realize that we should all get on a plane to a jungle, and find a temple to use as our base
”we should go to a jungle and find a temple, then use that as a base. I think the amazon would work. Ha ha, just messing with ya.”
Ask the Scholar in Red what gender it is, and where it would like to go.