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Crysania, angrily: This better @#$%in’ work, or I will forcechoke the Mother@#$%ing Balls off the nearest henchman.
Dandd strokes his beard: It’s good to be the king.
Several HQI Henchmen make a mad dash for the Airbox, hoping to avoid Crysania’s Wrath.
Henchman 45, covering his groin: …and that’s when his head exploded.
Henchman 94, also covering his groin: that’s what she said.
Henchman 45, annoyed: She did say that.
Henchman 94: Eh?
Henchman 45: Nyx. She did say that.
Henchman 94 slumps in defeat, dodging a flying wrench in the process: oh.
The Airbox can’t get enough lift to support the number of Henchmen trying to escape.
Dandd walks over to the Airbox to remind everyone that Crysania’s forcechoke is a ranged attack. While even more unmotivated, the HQI Henchmen get back to work, cringing at every sound coming from the Center of Quinhalla II [QH2].
Dandd decides that he is the only one potentially able to defuse the situation, albeit temporarily. He approaches Crysania with caution, but ensures he leaves his grail behind solid cover.
Dandd: Oh Empress.
Crysania, booming: WHAT?!
Seven henchmen hit the deck, three of them screaming like girls, two of them actually girls.
Dandd clears his throat: While your consciousness may be unyielding, ours isn’t. It’s late and the other officers should be back from the latest vanquish soon. How about we call it for a day?
The air in the center of QH2 chills. The senior henchmen pout with resignation. Crysania emerges from the center portal assembly and gets nose-to-chest with Dandd.
Crysania, frighteningly calm, looks straight ahead with focus: You want me to walk away from an unsolved problem?
Dandd groans: No. How about we walk away?
The winds around Crysania begin to blow: Walk away? From the central component of QH2? From the single most important aspect of the entire Progeny Project?
Dandd stands firm: Yes. Precisely that.
Crysania’s anger explodes. The SuperSania transformation happens as smooth as ever, but the energy reacts with the central portal and explodes. Crysania, Dandd, and all the HQI henchmen are flung away from the central portal at high speeds, some off of QH2 completely.
Crysania was the first to her feet, and instantly switched into monk-mode. Dandd is much slower to rise, and is encouraged by an intact grail and a healing monk Empress.
Dandd: Good to see you’re in control again.
Crysania, still angry: I never lost control.
Dandd: That’s scary.
Crysania grins: Sometimes you just need to embrace the anger.
Dandd shudders: That’s scarier.
Crysania /point: It looks like the portal’s active.
Dandd /doubletake: I meant frightening.
Crysania: Let’s see where it takes us.
Dandd /ponder: If by ‘us’ you mean ‘you’ then I agree.
Crysania /sigh: Fine.
Dandd: You do realize that all tangible material was blown off, right? That’s just a creepy ripple in …the mists?
Crysania grins: Sounds like fun.
Dandd sighs: I hate when you say @#$% like that. Murphy doesn’t like you.
Crysania walks towards the portal with confidence: No, but Dwanya does.
Dandd shakes his head.
Crysania walks into the portal and the portal itself begins rapidly expanding, in an instant all of Quinland in engulfed, before collapsing upon itself. Crysania’s body falls, unconscious, where the portal was.
Dandd starts barking orders. Crysania’s body is taken back to her tower via Airbox and everyone begins executing standard damage control reporting protocols.
Strangely: no one, and nothing, seems to be affected other than Crysania. However, Crysania can’t seem to wake up. She’s stable, breathing, but sleeping? Something’s not right. Dandd retreats back to Wiki to research.
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Lalandra: Oh, come on Necro Sis. You’ve been cold this entire trip.
Nyx gestures to her pouches full of Frosty Tonics.
Balreth snorts with amusement, before having to use Shockwave just to dislodge his sword from a corpse.
Grace picks up a bag of coins and rejoins the group.
Lalandra looks at Grace, then Balreth: How do you know she’s Countess?
Balreth doesn’t miss a beat: She ain’t got @#$% all over her?
Lalandra: I was going to say blood, but close enough.
Nyx /breath: High-quality fabric.
Grace twirls, and seems…pinker?
The group, having looted and re-grouped, bamfs to collect their rewards. After a brief stop at the Embark Beach, they return to Quinland.
Balreth: Crysania said she’d get us some Shing and Sour Pork, and General Tsogo’s Chicken.
Nyx’s tummy growls.
Lalandra: I didn’t know ice could growl.
Nyx falls into pieces.
Balreth cheers: So, meet at Zeal in ten minutes?
The officers nodded and boarded White Base for their homes. Crysania said it’s been too long since the guild had a cookout, and wanted max participation. However, each officer found their Henchman Quarters vacant, eerily quiet and their On-Duty Heroes a bit loopy. Confused, they all were quick to head to Zeal. When in doubt, consult the Guild Leader or Wiki. Fortunately they’re next to each other.
The officers arrived at Zeal to find Henchmen running in and out of the close-range portal linking Zeal and QH2. The Henchmen seemed to be a bit hyper, even for them. Even Dandd was found outside of Wiki dancing to Guild Hall in the Sky, with Jeni and MDQ.
Lalandra made a passing comment about Dandd ‘cutting a rug.’
Balreth countered with: I think you mean ‘sod’ but, yes.
Georgia growled with displeasure as she neared the Henchmen. Her hair standing up on end, she refused to get within throwing distance of any of them. Nyx could not coax her either way.
Grace didn’t see any food, but more preparation then was needed. After she spotted a group of Stuff Henchmen, she moved in to gather information.
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Grace: Hello.
Stuff Henchman 1: Hello Countess!
Grace: What is going on here?
Stuff Henchman 2: Well…Phase 1 is set up.
Grace: Yeah…
Stuff Henchman 2: …
Grace: …
Stuff Henchman 2: Phase 3 – Profit!
Grace: Ok. What’s Phase 2?
Stuff Henchman 2’s facial expressions fall blank.
Stuff Henchman 2 shouts out: What’s Phase 2?
Stuff Henchman 4: Phase 1, Set Up!
Grace growls: Yes…
…
Stuff Henchman 9: Phase 3, Profit!
Stuff Henchman 2: Maybe Jeni Guns has an answer?
Grace: Guns?
Stuff Henchman 7 giggles loudly: and don’t let her hear you laugh at her either.
Balreth’s eyes tear trying to keep from laughing.
Grace hears Balreth’s noises and whips around to him: And what’s so funny?
Balreth regains a bit of composure: Oh, I don’t know, a barely clad Norn calling herself Guns? Some of us are eye level to her… umm…
Stuff Henchman 7 offers: Guns?
Balreth gestures in agreement.
Grace sighs: Whatever. Where’s Crysania?
Stuff Henchman 1: Napping.
Balreth: Wait. THAT monk? Nap?
Stuff Henchman 3: Totally, Duke, dood! She can’t wake up.
Stuff Henchman 5: Agent G and Jorashington have been keeping constant vigil. Other than them two, it’s like the House of the Dead up there.
Grace: What does the G stand for?
Stuff Henchman 8, merrily: I Don’t Know!
Lalandra groans: Let me guess, there’s bacon in the soap.
Stuff Henchman 11 leaps with glee: I made it myself!
Lalandra sighs, and elbows past a giggling Balreth: Good job. Now go make me a sammich. I’m going to check on Crysania.
Spike yells ‘Sammich!’ as loud as he can and dives on the ground.
Simon yells ‘Shing and Sour Pork!’ and leaps on Spike.
Battle cries of ‘General Tsogo’s Chicken!’ ‘Overkill!’ and other less intelligible sounds fill the air as a dogpile forms outside of Wiki.
The officers stand baffled as a triumphant Jeni walks atop the pile, to the audible groans of everyone beneath, and flexes.
Lalandra /point: Look. Black No. 1!
Nyx smacks Lalandra’s hand down: Now that’s not right.
The officers hurry into Wiki, trying to find out what is going on this time. Inside they find yet another anomaly.
Balreth sees Dandd pouring over several open books: Hey old man, how goes?
Dandd looks up at Balreth, exposing a hastily made name tag that says “danDD.”
Balreth: Dandd?
danDD: No! I am danDD. I’m totally not Dandd.
Grace throws her hands up in the air and starts walking back towards White Base.
Nyx peers out the door to see Georgia lying on the ground, still out of throwing distance.
Balreth plays along: So what’s going on, danDD.
danDD: I don’t know! The thing, in the place, and the woosh then the other woosh and Crysania’s out cold.
The officers nod, smile, and back away slowly. They exit Wiki without making eye contact. Nyx is concerned about Georgia and leaves. Balreth is worried about Grace and leaves. Lalandra feels alone, surrounded by delirious henchmen and unsure what to do. Having consulted Wiki to no avail, it becomes time to check in with Crysania.
Lalandra gets boosted up Crysania’s tower only to be backhanded by Jorashington and sent back down the tunnel. The alert Aeromancers brought her down gently, but Lalandra’s anger was anything but gentle.
Lalandra: Mother @#$%. What was that for?
Jorashington shouts down: You’re not welcome here.
Lalandra: The @#$% I’m not. That’s my guild leader too.
Lalandra gets boosted up, and gets knocked back down. Lalandra and Jorashington exchange more verbal heat, and again Lalandra gets denied entrance.
Lalandra: “Mother @#$%! … What does a Necro have to do to pacify a Norn!? I’m telling you G, I’ve tried my best with her. Gods, be my witnesses! I have shown respect, charm, under-@#$%ing-standing. But that is the last @#$%in’ straw!”
Agent G yells down: Ladies and Gentlemen, the Infinite Tact of the Necro Sis.
Lalandra walks out to find the dogpile has simply moved. Jeni’s top has been, apparently, ripped off but no one seems to notice – including her. Everyone is shouting about a ‘piggy.’
Finally, Spike emerges from the pile with an object held tightly to his chest and takes off at a full sprint towards the QH2 portal.
While most of the henchmen take off after Spike, Lalandra hands Jeni her top back and one henchman in particular was crying his eyes out shouting ‘Why?! Why my piggy?! I loveded you piggy. I loveded you!’
Lalandra: I need-
Henchman 48: Guess who made WAFFLES!?
Lalandra: I’m not going to eat-
Henchman 48: -WAFFLES!
Lalandra yells: I’m going to amputate your Mother@#$%ing head!
Simon, having been on the bottom of the pile, emerges slightly dazed: I need tacos…I need them or I will explode. That happens to me sometimes.
Simon faints.
Henchman 48 shrieks in horror and runs to Crysania’s tower. Lalandra follows quickly; she wanted a guinea pig anyway. They both get boosted up, and as planned the Henchman gets knocked down and Lalandra makes her landing safely.
Henchman 48’s voice can be heard faintly echoing up the tower: send the…clown…
Lalandra moves away from the hole in the floor triumphantly: Ha! Neither You nor Gwendolyn there can stop me now.
Gwen gets real close to Lalandra: You call me Gwendolyn one more time and I’ll shove so many Taquitos up your @$$ you’ll be blowing shredded beef out of your sinuses for a week.
Henchman 48’s voice can be heard again: …and a clown with no head…
Lalandra and Gwen lock intense glares, but the moment doesn’t last long as Jora towers over Lalandra. Outnumbered, she offers to split the guard rotation in thirds.
Jorashington scoffs: Fine. I’m taking 1st night watch.
Agent G: Fine. 2nd Night watch.
Lalandra: Fine. …day…watch.
The three stubbornly ‘hmpf’ at one another and look out of different sections of Crysania’s tower.
Lalandra gazes down at the under-construction Quinhalla II. ‘What kind of @#$% did you drag us into this time.’
Lalandra shakes her head and re-focuses on the here and now.
As Lalandra focuses her gaze upon QH2, she sees Spike get surrounded by Henchman. Spike inches ever towards the center, and then vanishes.
‘That’s a neat trick’ Lalandra thought aloud.
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Henchman 65: Where’d he go?
Henchman 94: I dunno.
The screams that came next, from everyone on QH2, could be heard clear across to Zeal.
Lalandra, having already shouted “Mother@#$%” at least twice, is halfway down Crysania’s Tower by the time Agent G and Jorashington saw.
Henchman 65: @#$%! It’s a Half Pig, Half Bear, Half Spike RUN!
Henchman 94: No! It’s a Half Bear, Half Pig, Half Spike!
Henchman 107: It’s SPIKEBEARPIG! Run you Dumb@$$es!
Lalandra makes it to the Zeal-QH2 Portal to hear the terrified accounts of fleeing henchman yell about “SpikeBearPig”
Lalandra boards White Base and sprints to the fortress as fast as her dead legs will carry her.
Arrow Henchman 42, lazily: Halt, I think? Who Goes-
Lalandra, not having the time, sends a Cabal Spike through his throat.
The Arrow Henchmen sound off the alarms, hoping to avoid previous embarrassments. Balreth comes running quickly.
Balreth sees Lalandra and waves: Hey, Have you seen all the henchmen?
Lalandra barks: No Time! Grab all the purple dye you have available and meet me outside of Wiki.
Lalandra takes off towards White Base again as Balreth, while confused, complies.
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Nyx, Grace and Balreth come running with backpacks of purple dye.
Balreth /breath: Will you tell us what is going on?
Lalandra stamps her foot: Mother @#$%. Jorashington up there doesn’t want to help Spike.
Grace: What’s wrong with Spike?
Lalandra: I don’t really @#%ing know, but I do know that he’s become some weird demon thing-
Henchman 39: SPIKEBEARPIG!
Lalandra: That one.
Balreth /sigh: Not good.
Lalandra: Apparently, he fused with some pig doll toy thing in some @#$%ing hole in the mists that Crysania tore due to some energy flux and some incomplete Quantum @#$%anics. I stopped asking when Dandd just kept ‘wooshing’ at me.
Nyx: Oh my.
Grace: So why the purple?
Balreth grins: He got attacked by the color purple once.
Lalandra points vigorously: and he’ll @#$%in’ get it again. Here’s the plan. We turn some poor @$$hat into a walking violet piece of @#$’amn modern art. We shove him through the portal and spook Spike. Then we un-fuse the @#$%in’ pig thing and un-@#$% this whole situation.
Balreth: Fair enough.
Lalandra: I wanted @#$%house, but she ain’t willin’ to help. So this lucky Henchman got the short straw.
Henchman 28: @#$% me.
Henchman 28 was doused in dye. Vial after vial of purple dye covered the bulk of the Henchman from top to bottom. Not knowing what to expect, the officers threw him in first and headed in after. Predictably, Spikebearpig recoiled in horror then lashed out in self-defense. When poor Henchman 28 had his limbs removed forcibly, Spikebearpig gave a mighty roar to the sky and gave Balreth more than enough time to send a mighty arrow through the Pig fused to his chest, causing the agonizing screams that forced the officers to retreat back to Zeal.
After some time had passed, the officers sent in some monk henchman to clean up. A couple immediately returned to vomit off the edge of Zeal, while others managed to repair Henchman 28 and drag Spike’s body back through. Having had enough fun for one day, everyone decides to call it and regroup tomorrow to figure out what exactly happened.
One by one, the officers lie awake in their respective areas. No one could sleep. Perhaps it was just nerves? Quinland was strangely noisy, as the henchmen were all remarkably active as well. Dandd, Jeni, and a whole list of people were all acting strangely. Dandd could barely form a sentence, Jeni forgot her own clothing, and the henchmen all had bizarre obsessions to chase. In fact, the only people who appear to be resting are the two lying unconscious under constant guard: Spike and Crysania.
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Not knowing what to do, the officers continue their title pursuits. While successes in Tyria were few, and slow, and failure in Quinland gave cause for worry.
Balreth yawns: I’m tired.
Grace nods: We should go to bed early.
Balreth /agree: Maybe I’ll sleep better today.
Nyx: I don’t feel like I slept at all yesterday.
Lalandra: Me neither. I blame Crysania.
Grace: Totally.
Grace and Balreth head towards the fortress, waving with fatigue.
Lalandra: I should visit the Menagerie! They always make me smile.
Nyx shakes her head: They’re restless too. I’d be careful.
Lalandra: Maybe we should go check in on Crysania?
Nyx /cheer: Empress!
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The scene on Zeal was disturbing. Outside of Crysania’s tower was a hoard of Henchman wandering around aimlessly. The cacophony of groans and incoherent mutterings was disorientating. Moving bodies bounce off one another in a random sea of semi-consciousness. Lalandra and Nyx stand horrified at the White Base port.
Lalandra: Do we want to try to wade through that?
Nyx smiles weakly: Uhh… I don’t know?
Lalandra advances slowly, and her presence becomes known quickly. The hoard Henchman raise their arms towards Lalandra and begin muttering with an eerie amount of almost-excitement. Lalandra ‘eeps’ and retreats quickly. The two necros make it back to the Menagerie to find it virtually empty. The remaining handful of henchmen are just as the ones on Zeal: essentially lifeless. One shambles towards Lalandra, only to trip over itself and fall face first onto the dirt. The henchman didn’t even wince, only begun to crawl towards Lalandra unphased.
Lalandra: Ok, that’s just creepy.
Nyx nods vigorously and they both flee into the Menagerie proper. Inside they find Razah, annoyed and cautious.
Razah: Are you here to endlessly chase me as well?
Lalandra and Nyx exchange confused looks.
Lalandra: I don’t think so.
Razah: Biologics here possess too many hexes. This one cannot maintain pace.
Nyx: Hexes?
Razah: The M-Team Matriarch. Her Quantum Mistanics mishap spread hers to biologics in the area. This one prefers to wait here.
Lalandra /doh: Unyielding Consciousness!
Nyx: So, everyone is just really tired?
Lalandra yawns: Stop that.
Nyx yawns too: Hey! That’s not right.
The Necro Sis pair look at Razah, who does not yawn.
Razah: This one does not breathe.
Nyx pouts.
Lalandra: So how do we remove that many contagious hexes all at once?
Nyx: I have an idea, come with me!
Nyx and Lalandra walk to a series of locked chests near Janie. After rummaging around, Nyx produces a pair of bent-L-shaped objects.
Lalandra: what are those?
Nyx: We don’t have a name for them yet. Pyre and Vekk have been trying to create new weapons that fire as far as a Longbow, but much faster.
Lalandra: I like the idea.
Nyx: They call these two “Ebony and Ivory”
Lalandra: What do they do?
Nyx smiles: Strip Hexes and Enchantments.
Lalandra roars: Give me one! We’ll clear a way to Crysania!
Nyx pouts: One problem though.
Lalandra: Oh?
Nyx: Each shot sacrifices health.
Lalandra shrugs: Who’s afraid of Lawno?
Nyx cheers: Not me!
Armed with ‘Ebony and Ivory’ the Necro Sis pair asks Razah to be a monk for them, to clear a way to Crysania.
Razah nods: Mission acknowledged.
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Back on Zeal, Nyx sighs. Virtually every single henchman in the entire guild has flooded Zeal. The area around Crysania’s tower is virtually body-to-body shambling.
Nyx grips Ivory: Quin or Quit?
Lalandra grips Ebony: Devils may cry, and necros may die, but NO SLEEP TILL CRYSANIA!
The two walk forward, opening up their sacrificial bullet barrages. Quickly, Razah finds himself healing as fast as it possibly can.
The bodies of the Henchmen shot by Ebony and Ivory quickly pass out from exhaustion, despite the pain of being shot. As the outer shell of henchmen fall, the central hoard advance towards the pistol wielding necros.
Henchman after Henchman, bullet after bullet, healing spell after healing spell, blood ritual after blood ritual, the hoard tramples over and falls on top itself. While Nyx’s trigger-pulling speed slows down, Lalandra appears to be enjoying herself. The three pull back as Nyx’s energy fades. She hands Ivory to Lalandra, and retreats back to White Base.
Lalandra, pistol in each hand, resumes her sleep-inducing slaughter to the Tower. Lalandra’s smirk becomes a smile and grows into a full @#$%-eating grin.
Lalandra: Revenge is a dish best served with Dual…whatever these @#$%ing things are. Mother@#$%. What are these things?
Razah observes Lalandra’s sleeplust with interest: Data absent. These technological devices are unique to this one’s experiences.
Lalandra cackles with a morbid excitement, forcing Razah to the limit of healing abilities.
Lalandra: I’ll teach you all to FEAR ME! Picking on @#$%ing necros. Look whose saving your @$$es now, @#$%^es.
Lalandra and Razah walk along the bleeding, sleeping, bodies of fallen henchmen.
Lalandra shouts in glee: GOREGASM!
The path to the tower has been momentarily cleared and the two dash in.
Lalandra growls angrily: Mother@#$%. How are we supposed to get up now?
Razah: Challenge Accepted. Answer Known. “Monk, Mesmer, and MMMM…Ritualist”
A ladder made of metal slides out of the smooth tunnel’s surface, leading all the way up.
Lalandra /sigh: When the @#$% was this installed?
Razah: Approximately Month 10 of Year 005 [Feb. 2011]. Built by the [43] Advent Hoolequin, including the M-Team Matriarch.
Lalandra: Mother@#$%! How does she find the time?
Razah: In the Mists, “time” as you call it has little function.
Lalandra: More of this Quantum Mistanics @#$%?
Razah stands emotionless.
Lalandra growls: Whatever, Let us climb.
The pair make it to the top to find Agent G and Jorashington also hexed, and debilitated.
Lalandra rubs Ebony and Ivory together in absolute joy: I’m going to savor this Mother@#$%ing moment for a long time.
Lalandra gets real close to Jorashington, puts Ebony to her head and pulls the trigger. Jora’s corpse falls to the ground with a loud thump.
Lalandra hovers over Jora’s corpse and gloats: Wassup, Mother@#$%er?
Agent G also gets shot, but only in the leg. Gwen also falls down to sleep.
While Jora and Gwen have been revived, and healed, neither have any idea what happened or is happening.
Lalandra: Do I need to shoot Crysania? I don’t know if I could do that.
Razah: The Matriarch is the source. The source must be subdued.
Lalandra holds ivory to Crysania, and looks away. With an apology and a prayer, she pulls the trigger.
Much to everyone’s surprise, as the bullet approaches Crysania, Time slows to a halt. The energy of the Bullet runs out and falls harmlessly to the floor.
Lalandra picks up the bullet in awe: The empress is G*d’@mn bulletproof.
Razah: If the Matriarch is not the source, where she came from must be.
So Gwen, Jora, Razah and Lalandra carry Spike and Crysania back to the central portal in QH2. Crysania and Spike’s bodies are places where the portal was. While Razah, Jora and Gwen seek cover.
Lalandra sighs: I like you two. A lot. Please forgive me.
Lalandra pulls the triggers, and again, the bullets slow down as they approach Crysania. The energies reopen the portal, with another shockwave. The shockwave destroys Ebony and Ivory, but Spike and Crysania regain consciousness.
Crysania looks at several orders’ worth of sleeping and dead henchman lying around her Tower area and decides to hold off the question until later. Finding Razah, and unharmed, she tells him to rally the M-Team. Razah accepts the mission and moves out.
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The M-Team begins mass cleanup in Zeal. Reviving and healing henchman after henchman. As the number of Monk Henchmen increase, the pace of the cleanup increases. Before long all henchman are present and accounted for. Dandd, rubbing his eyes, heavily comes out from Wiki with Jeni, wearing a tanktop with the word “rack” written on it.
The henchmen begin to talk about the ‘dream’ they all had. The henchmen had a truly terrifying fear sink in as they all had the same dream.
Balreth and Grace show up: speaking of literally falling over unconscious.
So here stands Crysania, and the overwhelming bulk of the guild. It doesn’t take her long to figure out what to do next.
Crysania grabs everyone’s attention and starts shouting: Men! Heroes! And Officers! I understand that the Guild just had a bit of a nap, but several days without sleeping at all. I say we put all behind us!
The groggy henchmen are beginning to cheer.
Crysania: I say today, this will be the House of the Quin, and We will go into Overkill! –
Lalandra Cheers!
Crysania –Overkill with SHING AND SOUR PORK!
The henchmen become alert and begin wildly cheering.
Crysania: AND GENERAL TSOGO’S CHICKEN!
The henchmen are at their familiar full roar.
Crysania: HENCHMEN, ATTENTION!
The Henchmen snapped to attention.
Crysania: Fall out to your officer for further instruction.
The hoard of henchmen begin moving this way and that, looking for their Hoolequin Officer.
Nyx: Order of the Friend!
Friend Henchmen cheer!
Nyx: We will contribute. We will obtain, and deliver all the food!
Grace: Order of the Stuff!
Stuff Henchmen cheer!
Grace: We will tap into Crysania’s Discretionary Fund for this. Ensure all other Officers are appropriately funded.
Balreth: Order of the Arrow!
Arrow Henchmen yell: DUKE!
Balreth: We will provide the Ale, plates, forks, etc for this event. Acquire and Deliver!
Arrow Henchmen yell again: DUKE!
Lalandra: Order of the Party!
Party Henchman /cheer.
Lalandra: We are to provide the tables. Get your wood planks, hammers, axes, ingots and all else. We’re making the best Mother@#$%ing guild sized Banquet table ever.
The Party Henchmen /cheer loudly!
The officers rejoin Crysania.
Crysania /salute: Quin or Quit!
The Guild Returns the salute : QUIN OR QUIT!
The orders begin moving in different directions.
Crysania stretches: I think I’m going to take a nap.
Balreth growls: don’t you dare.
Lalandra pouts: Ebony and Ivory got destroyed?
Crysania: What got destroyed?
Lalandra grins: Come! Let me tell you the story of the House of the Quin: Overkill. It’ll be a while before they’re done with set up.
So the officers, MDQ, and Jeni get boosted up to Crysania’s Tower to settle in for a bit as Lalandra begins her story, and asks everyone to stay calm during this Transitional Henchman Apocalypse.
The laugher had just begun, and carried itself all the way through the guild Cookout.
When the feast was over, orders had begun marching home.
Dandd, still very weary, shakes a fist at Crysania: You! You are NOT allowed to sleep, ever!
Crysania grins: At least not near unstable portals.
Dandd growls and turns to walk back inside.
Crysania leans back in her chair: Just another day in Quinland, no?
Dandd growls louder and walks away.
Crysania looks around at the ground near her Tower and sighs: This is a lot of blood. I’ll have to get Rod and krewe to clean it up.
Lalandra grins: It’ll all be normal again soon.
Simon: Where’s my Moose?!
Crysania: Here, have a cupcake.
Simon flames grows somber: I misses cupcake.
Simon faints again.
Crysania: Yeah, normal…
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Episode 71
1 February 2012
Notes: hoolequin.com is the most important aspect of the progeny project, but we knew what she meant 🙂
References: The House of The Dead: Overkill, Borderlands, History of the World, Hoolebomb 18 Necro Sis, Monty Python, [24] Mahalo, Anchorwind [Guild Hall in the Sky], South Park, Invader Zim, [31] The Cold November Rain, Guild Wars 2, Devil May Cry, The Beastie Boys [No Sleep Till Brooklyn], [43] Advent Hoolequin
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