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[22:41] NexusPost: A random Nexus delivery dude walks into the Sanctuary, he's got a largish, wooden box on a dolly. The box is a plain, wooden crate, about 4 X 2 x 2.
[22:41] Verbal: Sorry, I sometimes forget we're not all from the same universe.
[22:41] Verbal: ? Can we help you?
[22:41] NexusPost: "Hey, is this 'The Sanctuary'?" He's got a clipboard and pen! "Could I get someone to sign for this?"
[22:42] * Maya_Fey looks at the box. And the dude.
[22:42] Arachne: Wait, huh?
[22:42] * octopus returns, and stops when he sees the deliveryman. "Ah... alright."
[22:42] Caleb-: ...
[22:42] * NexusPost hands over the clipboard.
[22:42] Caleb-: I need to go sleep now.
[22:42] * octopus signs, "OO".
[22:42] * Verbal blinks, curious.
[22:42] NexusPost: Here ya go, it's sorta leaking out the bottom. You might want to be careful.
[22:42] octopus: Hnh... -wait, who exactly is this parcel from?
[22:42] Verbal: That's a very good question.
[22:42] Caleb-: Goodnight.
[22:43] * NexusPost unloads the box off the dolly and shrugs. "Dunno, just came into the office."
[22:43] * Caleb- PINpoints out. Gone!
[22:43] * Verbal stands up.
[22:43] * octopus has a sudden pang of horror as he realizes what the dimensions of the crate could accomodate.
[22:43] Verbal: ...Do you think we should actually open it?
[22:43] * NexusPost is just a wage-slave. "Thanks guys."
[22:43] octopus: Ugh! So you just delivered it, not knowing WHO it was from?!
[22:43] * Verbal is examining the box for a return address.
[22:43] * NexusPost trundles off. "Not part of my job. NexusPost, we deliever --everything--."
[22:43] *** You are now known as takhys.
[22:44] * Verbal [without touching it, mind you]
[22:44] takhys: [ There is no return address and the only way in is to pry it open. ]
[22:44] * octopus fumes. "I've got a bad feeling....."
[22:44] Verbal: We've got the AV field here... right?
[22:44] Verbal: You know, just in case.
[22:44] takhys: [ Inside this box there is no moon, it's a space station. ]
[22:45] Verbal: God. It's probably some horrible LOL that's impossible to avoid at this point.
[22:45] takhys: [ Ahem. Never mind. It's a box! It will not set off the AVF in any way. No traps, no gas. ]
[22:45] Verbal: Does anyone want to open it?
[22:45] octopus: N... no... I don't think it's a trap.
[22:45] Maya_Fey: Then what should we do with it?
[22:46] Caleb-: (Ackbar: *disagrees with Ock*)
[22:46] Maya_Fey: Maybe we shouldn't.
[22:46] Verbal: We can't just /leave/ it...
[22:46] * octopus scowls. "I'll open it."
[22:46] Verbal: Okay...
[22:46] * octopus reaches out with one of his actuators and pries open the top of the crate.
[22:47] takhys: [ When they finally pry open the box, they'll find the dead body of Andrew March -- that nice young man who was running errands for Will. He's missing his right hand and a finger off the left. He's been dressed up in an old, pinstripe suit (no spats, his feet had to be cut off to fit in the box - waste not, want not!) ]
[22:47] takhys: [ Mind you, that's probably not the most obvious thing. His face has been disfigured. It looks like someone has taken a straight razor to him and slit his mouth from corner to ear. A big, bright red grin. ]
[22:47] Verbal: Oh... my--
[22:47] takhys: [ There's also a card pinned to his chest. When they open it, they'll see this - http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/IMPO/ET0003~Killer-Clown-Posters.jpg -- There's a handwritten note on the back, "Love, luck and lollipops!" The signature has been smuged out by a bloodstain. ]
[22:47] octopus: F- Miss Fey... don't look.
[22:47] * Caleb- PINpoints back in. "I think I forgot something."
[22:47] Verbal: Holy /shit./
[22:47] Verbal: What is this?
[22:47] * Maya_Fey frowns. "Why? What's in there?"
[22:47] Caleb-: What is what?
[22:47] * Caleb- steps towards the box.
[22:47] octopus: It's a corpse.
[22:48] Maya_Fey: ...
[22:48] Verbal: I /know/ it's a corpse. Holy hell.
[22:48] Caleb-: A cor... dear Kerensky.
[22:48] Verbal: Holy fucking hell.
[22:48] * Caleb- gawks.
[22:48] * octopus puts the lid back on the crate quickly.
[22:48] * Maya_Fey blanches. "A corpse?"
[22:49] Arachne: ............
[22:49] Verbal: Why is this here? Who is this?
[22:49] Arachne: It's...because of that guy, isn't it.
[22:49] Maya_Fey: What guy?
[22:49] octopus: This young man must be the one whose hand was sent here yesterday... That creep calling himself Will Plaine is probably behind all this.
[22:50] Maya_Fey: Who?
[22:50] Verbal: You guys got a /hand/ too? Jesus Christ.
[22:50] * Verbal seems to be rather rattled.
[22:50] Caleb-: ...
[22:50] Caleb-: I thought I had seen terrible things when I saw the remains of pilots who came out of a head-damaged Mech...
[22:51] * octopus frowns deeply. "J... sit down... stay calm, and I'll tell you what I know about Mr. Will Plaine."
[22:51] * Arachne goes to tilt the lid of the crate up and get a peek, since she didn't before. She blanches. o__o
[22:51] Verbal: That Will Plaine bastard? Figures. Fucking /figures./
[22:51] * Arachne 's mask is still on, so all that's really catchable is the 'augh' shape of her face.
[22:51] Verbal: What the fuck is wrong with him?
[22:51] * octopus smacks Rylie's hand.
[22:52] * Maya_Fey is not looking in there!
[22:52] octopus: He fancies himself some kind of abominable joker, it seems, and is hoping to get his own thrills at our communal expense.
[22:52] * Verbal moves over to look in the box.
[22:52] Verbal: There's something attached to this guy.
[22:53] Verbal: A piece of paper, I don't know.
[22:53] * Arachne shoots Ock a >:| glance--she doesn't do anything in particular to move away.
[22:53] * octopus won't stop Verbal, since he's an adult. "...a note. I don't really feel like looking at it... he left something written in the kitchen yesterday."
[22:53] Caleb-: ...so why do we not just remove him from the Sanctuary grounds?
[22:53] Caleb-: Refuse to accept things he sends?
[22:54] * Arachne is a superhero, that's a special exemption.
[22:54] Verbal: *Despite his rattled apperence, he doesn't seem to have TOO much trouble dealing with a corpse. He pulls the note off and opens it*
[22:54] octopus: He's good at coming and going quickly from this place, /and/ at finding ways to send these here without showing up in person.
[22:54] Arachne: Careful, it might have poison ink or something.
[22:54] Verbal: How many times as he done this?
[22:54] Verbal: Goddamn.
[22:54] Maya_Fey: So what do we do?
[22:54] * Verbal puts it back down on the edge of the box.
[22:55] Verbal: It doesn't give much away.
[22:55] octopus: I... yesterday, he sent the man's hand in here in a toy car.
[22:55] * Maya_Fey looks ill
[22:55] Verbal: That's just--... horrible.
[22:55] takhys: [ The finger is still behind the bar where Sy left it. ]
[22:56] Arachne: This is tempting me to only stay at that Samba place.
[22:56] Arachne: They don't have...people shipping corpses in randomly.
[22:56] Maya_Fey: Or shooting the place up? What is this place coming to?
[22:57] Verbal: Do any of you guys know what he wants?
[22:57] Caleb-: ....
[22:58] Caleb-: To die, apparently.
[22:58] Verbal: Other than just freaking us out. But then, if it's only that, I wouldn't be surprised. Goddamn.
[22:58] * Caleb- frowns.
[22:59] octopus: I was able to trace someone's PINpoint location by remote... there must be a way to identify a signature trace left by whatever he's using to get around.
[23:00] * octopus sighs. "As for what he wants... I think it really just is to terrorize us."
[23:00] * Verbal sighs deeply.
[23:00] Maya_Fey: I wonder if the guy who... Would know anything helpful?
[23:00] * Maya_Fey looks gravely thoughtful.
[23:00] Verbal: We should get the guy *signals to the box* a burial or something.
[23:01] Verbal: I don't know. We can't just leave him here.
[23:01] octopus: I can bring that to the Clinics.
[23:02] * octopus rises up on his robotic arms, grabbing the crate with the upper two and carrying it off. He looks understandably grim about the whole affair.
[23:02] * Verbal shifts his weight, eyes down.
[23:02] Maya_Fey: Wait! Doctor Octavius! You didn't...
[23:02] *** EBB is now known as EBB|Sleep.
[23:03] octopus: ...what?
[23:03] * octopus looks back at Maya.
[23:04] Maya_Fey: I could try, if it would help, to.
[23:04] Maya_Fey: To do a channeling?
[23:05] octopus: Ahh.... hmm. Well, perhaps we should do this in a place where people don't sit and eat? It's very hard to get the smell of death out of a place, and this man is starting to putrify already.
[23:06] * takhys would suggest #themortuary?
[23:06] * Maya_Fey frowns. "Alright."
[23:07] * octopus will take the corpse to the part of the Clinics reserved for those who are beyond help, then. Whoever would like to can follow.
[23:07] * Verbal shakes his head. "I can't believe this..."
[23:07] * Verbal will follow if he can see the channeling.
[23:08] * Maya_Fey will follow, looking entirely unsure of herself.
[23:08] * octopus once left a man in almost this bad a state, though he survived the treatment at least.
[22:41] Verbal: Sorry, I sometimes forget we're not all from the same universe.
[22:41] Verbal: ? Can we help you?
[22:41] NexusPost: "Hey, is this 'The Sanctuary'?" He's got a clipboard and pen! "Could I get someone to sign for this?"
[22:42] * Maya_Fey looks at the box. And the dude.
[22:42] Arachne: Wait, huh?
[22:42] * octopus returns, and stops when he sees the deliveryman. "Ah... alright."
[22:42] Caleb-: ...
[22:42] * NexusPost hands over the clipboard.
[22:42] Caleb-: I need to go sleep now.
[22:42] * octopus signs, "OO".
[22:42] * Verbal blinks, curious.
[22:42] NexusPost: Here ya go, it's sorta leaking out the bottom. You might want to be careful.
[22:42] octopus: Hnh... -wait, who exactly is this parcel from?
[22:42] Verbal: That's a very good question.
[22:42] Caleb-: Goodnight.
[22:43] * NexusPost unloads the box off the dolly and shrugs. "Dunno, just came into the office."
[22:43] * Caleb- PINpoints out. Gone!
[22:43] * Verbal stands up.
[22:43] * octopus has a sudden pang of horror as he realizes what the dimensions of the crate could accomodate.
[22:43] Verbal: ...Do you think we should actually open it?
[22:43] * NexusPost is just a wage-slave. "Thanks guys."
[22:43] octopus: Ugh! So you just delivered it, not knowing WHO it was from?!
[22:43] * Verbal is examining the box for a return address.
[22:43] * NexusPost trundles off. "Not part of my job. NexusPost, we deliever --everything--."
[22:43] *** You are now known as takhys.
[22:44] * Verbal [without touching it, mind you]
[22:44] takhys: [ There is no return address and the only way in is to pry it open. ]
[22:44] * octopus fumes. "I've got a bad feeling....."
[22:44] Verbal: We've got the AV field here... right?
[22:44] Verbal: You know, just in case.
[22:44] takhys: [ Inside this box there is no moon, it's a space station. ]
[22:45] Verbal: God. It's probably some horrible LOL that's impossible to avoid at this point.
[22:45] takhys: [ Ahem. Never mind. It's a box! It will not set off the AVF in any way. No traps, no gas. ]
[22:45] Verbal: Does anyone want to open it?
[22:45] octopus: N... no... I don't think it's a trap.
[22:45] Maya_Fey: Then what should we do with it?
[22:46] Caleb-: (Ackbar: *disagrees with Ock*)
[22:46] Maya_Fey: Maybe we shouldn't.
[22:46] Verbal: We can't just /leave/ it...
[22:46] * octopus scowls. "I'll open it."
[22:46] Verbal: Okay...
[22:46] * octopus reaches out with one of his actuators and pries open the top of the crate.
[22:47] takhys: [ When they finally pry open the box, they'll find the dead body of Andrew March -- that nice young man who was running errands for Will. He's missing his right hand and a finger off the left. He's been dressed up in an old, pinstripe suit (no spats, his feet had to be cut off to fit in the box - waste not, want not!) ]
[22:47] takhys: [ Mind you, that's probably not the most obvious thing. His face has been disfigured. It looks like someone has taken a straight razor to him and slit his mouth from corner to ear. A big, bright red grin. ]
[22:47] Verbal: Oh... my--
[22:47] takhys: [ There's also a card pinned to his chest. When they open it, they'll see this - http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/IMPO/ET0003~Killer-Clown-Posters.jpg -- There's a handwritten note on the back, "Love, luck and lollipops!" The signature has been smuged out by a bloodstain. ]
[22:47] octopus: F- Miss Fey... don't look.
[22:47] * Caleb- PINpoints back in. "I think I forgot something."
[22:47] Verbal: Holy /shit./
[22:47] Verbal: What is this?
[22:47] * Maya_Fey frowns. "Why? What's in there?"
[22:47] Caleb-: What is what?
[22:47] * Caleb- steps towards the box.
[22:47] octopus: It's a corpse.
[22:48] Maya_Fey: ...
[22:48] Verbal: I /know/ it's a corpse. Holy hell.
[22:48] Caleb-: A cor... dear Kerensky.
[22:48] Verbal: Holy fucking hell.
[22:48] * Caleb- gawks.
[22:48] * octopus puts the lid back on the crate quickly.
[22:48] * Maya_Fey blanches. "A corpse?"
[22:49] Arachne: ............
[22:49] Verbal: Why is this here? Who is this?
[22:49] Arachne: It's...because of that guy, isn't it.
[22:49] Maya_Fey: What guy?
[22:49] octopus: This young man must be the one whose hand was sent here yesterday... That creep calling himself Will Plaine is probably behind all this.
[22:50] Maya_Fey: Who?
[22:50] Verbal: You guys got a /hand/ too? Jesus Christ.
[22:50] * Verbal seems to be rather rattled.
[22:50] Caleb-: ...
[22:50] Caleb-: I thought I had seen terrible things when I saw the remains of pilots who came out of a head-damaged Mech...
[22:51] * octopus frowns deeply. "J... sit down... stay calm, and I'll tell you what I know about Mr. Will Plaine."
[22:51] * Arachne goes to tilt the lid of the crate up and get a peek, since she didn't before. She blanches. o__o
[22:51] Verbal: That Will Plaine bastard? Figures. Fucking /figures./
[22:51] * Arachne 's mask is still on, so all that's really catchable is the 'augh' shape of her face.
[22:51] Verbal: What the fuck is wrong with him?
[22:51] * octopus smacks Rylie's hand.
[22:52] * Maya_Fey is not looking in there!
[22:52] octopus: He fancies himself some kind of abominable joker, it seems, and is hoping to get his own thrills at our communal expense.
[22:52] * Verbal moves over to look in the box.
[22:52] Verbal: There's something attached to this guy.
[22:53] Verbal: A piece of paper, I don't know.
[22:53] * Arachne shoots Ock a >:| glance--she doesn't do anything in particular to move away.
[22:53] * octopus won't stop Verbal, since he's an adult. "...a note. I don't really feel like looking at it... he left something written in the kitchen yesterday."
[22:53] Caleb-: ...so why do we not just remove him from the Sanctuary grounds?
[22:53] Caleb-: Refuse to accept things he sends?
[22:54] * Arachne is a superhero, that's a special exemption.
[22:54] Verbal: *Despite his rattled apperence, he doesn't seem to have TOO much trouble dealing with a corpse. He pulls the note off and opens it*
[22:54] octopus: He's good at coming and going quickly from this place, /and/ at finding ways to send these here without showing up in person.
[22:54] Arachne: Careful, it might have poison ink or something.
[22:54] Verbal: How many times as he done this?
[22:54] Verbal: Goddamn.
[22:54] Maya_Fey: So what do we do?
[22:54] * Verbal puts it back down on the edge of the box.
[22:55] Verbal: It doesn't give much away.
[22:55] octopus: I... yesterday, he sent the man's hand in here in a toy car.
[22:55] * Maya_Fey looks ill
[22:55] Verbal: That's just--... horrible.
[22:55] takhys: [ The finger is still behind the bar where Sy left it. ]
[22:56] Arachne: This is tempting me to only stay at that Samba place.
[22:56] Arachne: They don't have...people shipping corpses in randomly.
[22:56] Maya_Fey: Or shooting the place up? What is this place coming to?
[22:57] Verbal: Do any of you guys know what he wants?
[22:57] Caleb-: ....
[22:58] Caleb-: To die, apparently.
[22:58] Verbal: Other than just freaking us out. But then, if it's only that, I wouldn't be surprised. Goddamn.
[22:58] * Caleb- frowns.
[22:59] octopus: I was able to trace someone's PINpoint location by remote... there must be a way to identify a signature trace left by whatever he's using to get around.
[23:00] * octopus sighs. "As for what he wants... I think it really just is to terrorize us."
[23:00] * Verbal sighs deeply.
[23:00] Maya_Fey: I wonder if the guy who... Would know anything helpful?
[23:00] * Maya_Fey looks gravely thoughtful.
[23:00] Verbal: We should get the guy *signals to the box* a burial or something.
[23:01] Verbal: I don't know. We can't just leave him here.
[23:01] octopus: I can bring that to the Clinics.
[23:02] * octopus rises up on his robotic arms, grabbing the crate with the upper two and carrying it off. He looks understandably grim about the whole affair.
[23:02] * Verbal shifts his weight, eyes down.
[23:02] Maya_Fey: Wait! Doctor Octavius! You didn't...
[23:02] *** EBB is now known as EBB|Sleep.
[23:03] octopus: ...what?
[23:03] * octopus looks back at Maya.
[23:04] Maya_Fey: I could try, if it would help, to.
[23:04] Maya_Fey: To do a channeling?
[23:05] octopus: Ahh.... hmm. Well, perhaps we should do this in a place where people don't sit and eat? It's very hard to get the smell of death out of a place, and this man is starting to putrify already.
[23:06] * takhys would suggest #themortuary?
[23:06] * Maya_Fey frowns. "Alright."
[23:07] * octopus will take the corpse to the part of the Clinics reserved for those who are beyond help, then. Whoever would like to can follow.
[23:07] * Verbal shakes his head. "I can't believe this..."
[23:07] * Verbal will follow if he can see the channeling.
[23:08] * Maya_Fey will follow, looking entirely unsure of herself.
[23:08] * octopus once left a man in almost this bad a state, though he survived the treatment at least.