in_nomine-digest Tuesday, May 28 2002 Volume 01 : Number 2656 In this digest: Re: IN> Essence, the currency of the divine? Re: IN> Essence, the currency of the divine? IN> Re: in_nomine-digest V1 #2655 Re: IN> Dey Labghed adt Me In Univerdtity, You Kdnow... Re: IN> Re: in_nomine-digest V1 #2655 Re: IN> Re: in_nomine-digest V1 #2655 Re: IN> Once upon a time... Re: IN> Dey Labghed adt Me In Univerdtity, You Kdnow... IN> Triad 555 Re: IN> Re: in_nomine-digest V1 #2655 Re: IN> Triad 555 Re: IN> Triad 555 Re: IN> Triad 555 Re: IN> Triad 555 Re: IN> Furfur in Hell Re: IN> Eugenics was RE: Words Re: IN> About this Angel of Hate thing... IN> Walk On IN> IN Star Wars- Or, why did I do this awful thing? Re: IN> Dey Labghed adt Me In Univerdtity, You Kdnow... Re: IN> Essence, the currency of the divine? IN> Noodles for Litheroy? Re: IN> Essence, the currency of the divine? ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 20:41:14 -0400 From: EDG Subject: Re: IN> Essence, the currency of the divine? At 04:58 PM 5/27/02 -0400, you wrote: >These days... Well, it's in the core rules, so. O:> There may well be >celestial-only (i.e., can't leave the celestial realm) artifacts which >store Huge Amounts of Essence. Interesting... (Sorry if this ends up being a double post. To all appearances, the webmail server that I was using the first time ate the post, so I get to rewrite it in Eudora. I hope it's still coherent.) - -EDG - --- A celestial's Heart is many things: looking-glass, tether, manacle, et cetera. However, it has a further use - that of a battery. Most creatures, when full to capacity with Essence, simply bleed off any extra that they get over the course of a day into the Symphony; they have no way of storing the excess. Not so for celestials. Their Hearts act as Essence batteries: when they're full to capacity, any additional Essence they receive gets funneled up into their Hearts, regardless of where they are at the time. This Essence can come from any source (daily regeneration, the Celestial Song of Tongues, gifts, &c.), and can be used to fuel Songs, create artifacts, boost skills, or pay for services. There's only one catch. The Essence stored in a celestial's Heart can't leave whatever realm the Heart is in. This means, among other things, that the celestial can't use that Essence to power the Celestial Song of Tongues to contact anyone outside of their plane (the Song fizzles when it tries to exit the plane), and that Songs powered by that Essence die as soon as the performer tries to leave Heaven or Hell. Furthermore, the celestial can only get access to his Heart's Essence in the celestial plane (although he can do so anywhere in that plane, regardless of proximity), and if a celestial has returned to his Heart and filled up on Essence, he must make a Will roll at a penalty equal to the amount of Essence he collected in order to keep it when he leaves the celestial plane; otherwise, the Essence simply flows back to his Heart as he descends. Artifacts, talismans, and relics made with the Essence stored in a Heart can enter and leave the celestial plane as their owner wishes, however, and a reliquary filled with Essence from a Heart will remain full regardless of what planar barriers it crosses. In essence, a celestial's Heart is a reliquary of infinite level, bound to the celestial, with the Only Usable By Owner and Essence Regeneration Somewhat Difficult (owner must be full to capacity, with excess regenerating the reliquary) Features. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 20:46:57 -0400 From: "Steven E. Ehrbar" Subject: Re: IN> Essence, the currency of the divine? W S wrote: >(Where is the Bank of Hell mentioned, anyways? It's not in Heaven and Hell that I can find, which also has Mammon's write up...) > Superiors 4, Mammon's write-up, p. 61 ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 21:16:44 -0500 (CDT) From: Bryan Jonker Subject: IN> Re: in_nomine-digest V1 #2655 "James Bacon" wrote > >What does "stercus, Stercus, Stercus Moritus sum" mean? Hmmm..."sum" is "I am". "stercus" and "moritus" is listed as "dung" and "deaying" or "corpse" - not sure about that last one. Latin is usually Noun Adjective, so my guess is "I am decaying excrement." Whatever the subject is, it's probably not pretty. Unless it's idiomatic, which the repeated "stercus" suggests. In which case, you're on your own for the defintiion. <---------------Bryan Jonker----------jonker@prairienet.org-------------> ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 18:18:38 -0800 From: "Brian Rogers" Subject: Re: IN> Dey Labghed adt Me In Univerdtity, You Kdnow... You realize these things are actually beneficial to obese humans? I have a friend who would kill to have his fat forcibly removed from his body cheaply and quickly. I can imagine a Lilim keeping a phlegm zombi just to collect geases from fat people! Brian > Oh, sure, you laugh now. But will you laugh so hard > when I unleash... > > PHLEGM ZOMBIS! > > Corporeal Forces: 2 Strength: 5 Agility: 3 > Ethereal Forces: 2 Intelligence: 2 Precision: 6 > Celestial Forces: 0 Will: 0 Perception: 0 > > Vessel: Corporeal/2, -2 Charisma > > Skills: Climbing/1, Dodge/6, Fighting/4, Ranged > Weapon/4 (Phlegm), Singing/1 > > Attunements: Phlegmatic Attack, Phlegmatic Curse > > Discords: Need/3 (Phlegm), Ugly/3 > > Phlegmatic Attack: All Phlegm Zombis add their > Corporeal Forces to their Strength when attempting to > grapple with an opponent in close combat. Also, the > nature of their day-to-day existence gives them a > handy ranged weapon: yes, again, phlegm. Power is not > applicable, Accuracy is -1, Range is about 15 yards > and ammo is effectively infinite: a successful > 'strike' will lower an opponent's Agility by 1 until > he can shower it off. Dodging will work, but only if > the CD of the Dodge roll equals or exceeds the CD of > the attack roll. > > Phlegmatic Curse: those damaged by a Phlegm Zombi must > roll against Strength +4 or be subject to the Dread > Curse of the Phlegm. This manifests as the sudden > conversion of body fat into phlegm, which will then > proceed to issue forth from the nose and mouth at high > speed: this phlegm will be enough to satisfy the > Zombi's daily Need. The average American (for > example) is overweight enough to be able to do this > once without suffering ill effects: further 'feedings' > will cause 2d6 Body Hits. However, every level of > Obese increases the number of 'safe feedings' by 10. > - -- _______________________________________________ Sign-up for your own FREE Personalized E-mail at Mail.com http://www.mail.com/?sr=signup ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 22:45:51 -0400 From: "William J. Keith" Subject: Re: IN> Re: in_nomine-digest V1 #2655 >"James Bacon" wrote >> >>What does "stercus, Stercus, Stercus Moritus sum" mean? > >Hmmm..."sum" is "I am". "stercus" and "moritus" is listed as "dung" and >"deaying" or "corpse" - not sure about that last one. Latin is usually >Noun Adjective, so my guess is "I am decaying excrement." Whatever the >subject is, it's probably not pretty. > >Unless it's idiomatic, which the repeated "stercus" suggests. In which >case, you're on your own for the defintiion. > ><---------------Bryan Jonker----------jonker@prairienet.org-------------> It's a reference to a Terry Pratchett novel (whose personification of Fate, by the way, would be quite a handy description of Kronos if a majority of my players weren't such diehard Pratchett fans as to instantly catch the ref ;^) ). The original line, I believe, was "Stercus, stercus, stercus, moriturus sum", or "morituri." At any rate, that last one's a verb. Okay. Take the meaning of "stercus" given above. Remind yourself of the obscene version of that... I'll wait... okay. The translation is: "That, that, that, we're gonna die." The protagonist of the particular story wherein this line was uttered was not exactly renowned for his bravery. ;^) William ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 23:20:24 -0400 From: Mike Bruner Subject: Re: IN> Re: in_nomine-digest V1 #2655 > >"James Bacon" wrote > >> > >>What does "stercus, Stercus, Stercus Moritus sum" mean? > > > >Hmmm..."sum" is "I am". "stercus" and "moritus" is listed as "dung" and > >"deaying" or "corpse" - not sure about that last one. Latin is usually > >Noun Adjective, so my guess is "I am decaying excrement." Whatever the > >subject is, it's probably not pretty. > > > >Unless it's idiomatic, which the repeated "stercus" suggests. In which > >case, you're on your own for the defintiion. > > > ><---------------Bryan Jonker----------jonker@prairienet.org-------------> > >It's a reference to a Terry Pratchett novel (whose personification of Fate, >by the way, would be quite a handy description of Kronos if a majority of >my players weren't such diehard Pratchett fans as to instantly catch the >ref ;^) ). > >The original line, I believe, was "Stercus, stercus, stercus, moriturus >sum", or "morituri." At any rate, that last one's a verb. > >Okay. Take the meaning of "stercus" given above. Remind yourself of the >obscene version of that... I'll wait... okay. The translation is: > >"That, that, that, we're gonna die." The protagonist of the particular >story wherein this line was uttered was not exactly renowned for his >bravery. ;^) Would this be the same gent who proposed "Morituri Nolumus Mori" for a mission motto in Last Hero? :) - -- Mike Bruner-- mbruner18@comcast.net Give a hobbit a fish and he eats fish for a day. Give a hobbit a ring and he eats fish for an age. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 20:18:18 -0700 (PDT) From: Michael Walton Subject: Re: IN> Once upon a time... Clone arranger?!? Oh, the pain... ===== Michael Walton, #US2002023848 If your principles don't inconvenience you from time to time, you don't really have any. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! - Official partner of 2002 FIFA World Cup http://fifaworldcup.yahoo.com ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 20:22:13 -0700 (PDT) From: Maurice Lane Subject: Re: IN> Dey Labghed adt Me In Univerdtity, You Kdnow... - --- Brian Rogers wrote: > You realize these things are actually beneficial to > obese humans? I have a friend who would kill to have > his fat forcibly removed from his body cheaply and > quickly. I can imagine a Lilim keeping a phlegm > zombi just to collect geases from fat people! > > Brian > Oh, yes. Lilim of Gluttony especially: Haagenti's going to _love_ these guys, 'cuz they treat the symptoms of Gluttony and let the disease run unabated. Almost certainly he's gotten the recipe from his brother. Moe ===== Liber Licentiae Moeticae: http://www.stormloader.com/users/moelane/innomine.html Last updated 04/13/02(this is usually way out of date) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! - Official partner of 2002 FIFA World Cup http://fifaworldcup.yahoo.com ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 20:33:25 -0700 (PDT) From: Maurice Lane Subject: IN> Triad 555 This got inspired by my Saturday game (which I'm playing in for the next couple of weeks, rather than GMing): one of my fellow PCs is a Malakite of Divine Fire with the Role of a pizza guy. This sparked an idea*... Moe *The other players actually moved away from me when the idea struck. It was... disquieting. :) Triad 555 As a rule, Judgment doesn't usually deal with actual demonic activity - they're usually too busy hunting down infiltrators, traitors and angelic criminals. Love them or hate them, it's a Truth that the Inquisition is always insanely busy. Much as they would like to be otherwise, it's often effectively impossible to cull the worst examples of the Unjust on the Other Side - or even just put the fear of God into them. 'Often', however, does not equal 'never'. Triad 555 consists of the following: Samyaza Seraph Warder Vassal of Conscience Corporeal Forces: 3 Strength: 6 Agility: 6 Ethereal Forces: 4 Intelligence: 8 Precision: 8 Celestial Forces: 5 Will: 8 Perception: 12 Vessel/1 (male) Skills: Artistry/3 (Cooking), Computer Operation/3, Detect Lies/3, Dodge/3, Fighting/2, Ranged Weapon/3 (revolver), Tactics/3 Songs: Healing (Corporeal/3, Ethereal/2, Celestial/2), Motion (Celestial/6), Shields (Ethereal/3), Truth (Ethereal/3) Attunements: Seraph of Judgment, Incarnate Law, Vassal of Conscience, Warder Iyar Ofanite Warder Corporeal Forces: 3 Strength: 6 Agility: 6 Ethereal Forces: 5 Intelligence: 8 Precision: 12 Celestial Forces: 4 Will: 8 Perception: 8 Vessel/2 (female) Skills: Dodge/6, Driving/6, Fighting/3, Large Weapon/3 (Automobile), Ranged Weapon (revolver/2, Shotgun/3) Songs: Charm (Celestial/3), Direction (Ethereal/3, Celestial/3), Shields (Corporeal/3, Ethereal/3, Celestial/3), Speed (Ethereal/6) Attunements: Ofanite of Judgment, Elohite of Judgment, Warder Orion Malakite Warder Corporeal Forces: 5 Strength: 10 Agility: 10 Ethereal Forces: 3 Intelligence: 6 Precision: 6 Celestial Forces: 4 Will: 8 Perception: 8 Vessel/4 (male) Skills: Artistry/5 (Cooking), Dodge/6, Fighting/6, Ranged Weapon (revolver/4, Shotgun/3) Songs: Binding/3, Might (Corporeal/3, Ethereal/1, Celestial/2), Shields (Ethereal/3) Attunements: Malakite of Judgment, Heavenly Judgment, Warder Oaths: "Always strive for excellence in everything that I do." "Never lose my temper." They are very much one of Dominic's roving Triads: they rarely spend more than a few months in any given locale. Indeed, unless given specific orders, the Triad's normal modus operandi will be to more or less randomly travel from town to town, looking for hints of demonic activities. When they find some, they notify Judgment and Trade, arrange for suitable Roles... ...And open a takeout shop. No, actually, they're pretty good at it by now. The Seraph takes the calls, the Malakite cooks and the Ofanite delivers. It's child's play for Trade to set up the necessary financing, and after the Triad leaves there's usually a perfectly good pizza parlor or Chinese restaurant left behind for Marc's people to take over, so really everybody wins. Well, everybody who doesn't attract Triad 555's interested gaze during that time, at least - their nickname "Dominic's Delivery Service" is well earned, and quite ominous, in an understated sort of way. It all works out pretty well. Samyaza's in a good position to scope out possible targets, and either one of the other two can usually tell if a lead's worth following up. From there it's usually not too hard to pass along targets to the Sword, Protection or - well, angels of proven loyalty to the Host who cannot realistically be blamed for the antics of their Superiors. The Triad handles special orders themselves, as Orion likes to keep his skills current and the other two aren't adverse to the idea of occasionally mixing it up with the Enemy. They keep busy - if nothing else, no Balseraph worth his or her salt can quite resist trying to stiff a cashier or delivery boy. That's not really a good idea with this bunch: they keep nice little lists, then wait until a suitable time before embarking in the standard orgy of not-really-wanton destruction. Then it's hand off the keys to the Malakim of Trade ambush team (in case somebody objects later, you understand) and off to the next city - after a quick vessel switch, of course. No sense keeping the fingerprints, after all. Naturally, by now Hell's noted that there's been an increase of demons entering Trauma while still clutching a cheese steak in one hand - but the roving nature of Triad 555 makes it hard to pin them down. Unfortunately, the obvious solution (stop ordering takeout until the Triad is neutralized) is extraordinarily unpopular among demons on Earth duty. They can't shoot every pizza guy that comes to their door, either - so the best interim solution is to keep a low profile when calling for delivery. This means, among other things, that quite a few demons all across North America are currently learning how to tip properly. Ah, serendipity. ===== Liber Licentiae Moeticae: http://www.stormloader.com/users/moelane/innomine.html Last updated 04/13/02(this is usually way out of date) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! - Official partner of 2002 FIFA World Cup http://fifaworldcup.yahoo.com ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 23:42:21 -0400 From: "William J. Keith" Subject: Re: IN> Re: in_nomine-digest V1 #2655 >>"That, that, that, we're gonna die." The protagonist of the particular >>story wherein this line was uttered was not exactly renowned for his >>bravery. ;^) > > >Would this be the same gent who proposed "Morituri Nolumus Mori" for a >mission motto in Last Hero? :) > > >-- >Mike Bruner-- mbruner18@comcast.net Yep. Quite the talent for languages, and the Universe just seems to take him where it needs him... Hmm. Rincewind as Yves? No wonder Fate dislikes him so much; despite Fate running from our Universe to the Discworld after his defeat (it does say that he came from another universe), there's still an avatar of his hated foe giving Fate a swift kick inna rocks whenever he survives another day. William ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 22:50:16 -0500 From: "Prodigal" Subject: Re: IN> Triad 555 From: "Maurice Lane" > This means, > among other things, that quite a few demons all across > North America are currently learning how to tip > properly. Laugh point. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 27 May 2002 21:08:13 -0700 From: Daiv Subject: Re: IN> Triad 555 >This got inspired by my Saturday game (which I'm >playing in for the next couple of weeks, rather than >GMing): one of my fellow PCs is a Malakite of Divine >Fire with the Role of a pizza guy. This sparked an >idea*... > >Moe > >*The other players actually moved away from me when >the idea struck. It was... disquieting. :) Oh right. You have to go and post that. Like it was not bad enough that I finally went to my first gaming con (BayCon) ever, and ran into my ex girlfriend. From High school (for those who are counting, it was /fifteen years/ ago.) I have not seen her in fifteen years. I have been with my current for 12 of them. What i mean to say is, i like it. Now. Which angel is it we turn to when we have to say "Ex GF? Wife. Wife? Ex GF." And they begin to get along with each other. -Daiv, dead man tech writer in service to coffee, begging for a transfer to protection. - -- God Of tech support drunken master haiku geek butterfly victim ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 May 2002 05:35:18 -0700 (PDT) From: Michael Walton Subject: Re: IN> Triad 555 Heh. And they say that pizza is bad for you. ===== Michael Walton, #US2002023848 If your principles don't inconvenience you from time to time, you don't really have any. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! - Official partner of 2002 FIFA World Cup http://fifaworldcup.yahoo.com ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 May 2002 05:39:02 -0700 (PDT) From: Michael Walton Subject: Re: IN> Triad 555 - --- Daiv wrote: > Which angel is it we turn to when we have to say "Ex GF? Wife. Wife? Ex GF." And they begin to get > along with each other. That would be Novalis' Angel of Saying It with Flowers. But if they start comparing notes, you've no choice but to turn to the Demon of Groveling. };> ===== Michael Walton, #US2002023848 If your principles don't inconvenience you from time to time, you don't really have any. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! - Official partner of 2002 FIFA World Cup http://fifaworldcup.yahoo.com ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 May 2002 09:23:16 -0400 From: Robb Kidd Subject: Re: IN> Furfur in Hell * Maurice Lane (moelane_1999@yahoo.com) wrote: > Possibly not: a side effect of the Belial-roast was > that his Discord got transplanted to a certain > Archangel. If we can't get it removed, it may become > regrettably necessary that the party excise Eli from > the Symphony... Moe is really the only one with a gleam in his eye to do this. He's either Following the Discord or just really wants to take down *something* on a Superior-level now that Belial is Post Toasties. ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 May 2002 10:07:55 -0500 From: Earl Wajenberg Subject: Re: IN> Eugenics was RE: Words W S wrote: > Actually, I could see Jordi as more likely than > Novalis for having Evolution beneath him, although I'd > be more likely to give Eugenics/Selective breeding to > Jean and Natural Evolution to Jordi. Novalis isn't as > old, and focuses much more on the societal, rather > than the natural, outgrowth of her Word. Actually, Novalis was entrusted with the first cells to appear in Earth's primordial oceans, according to the timeline given in the GMG, so whether she is chronologically older than Jordi, she is plenty old enough. The social aspects of her Word can only have been blooming since the rise of humanity, a comparatively short time, next to the age of angiosperms, which date back to the Cretaceous. (Note that Novalis was guardian of life billions of years before she got the Word of Flowers. Either she has had an interesting history of Word-shift -- perfectly possibly over billions of years -- or she received a Word suitable to her career relatively late. But the, getting Wordbound may not have been so important before the War.) Earl ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 May 2002 10:33:58 -0500 From: Earl Wajenberg Subject: Re: IN> About this Angel of Hate thing... Janet Anderson wrote: > (I'm surprised that Earl Wajenberg, that man of impeccable taste in > literature, didn't remember where this was before I did) (There's no icon for blushing.) Well, I did *think* of that passage from "Perelandra," but life's been pretty busy here lately. In Lewis's much more obscure work, the novella-length poem "Pilgrim's Regress," a character has a similar experience while fighting a dragon and declaims, as he hacks it to bits: Now I know the game I paid for. Now I know what a worm's made for. Earl ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 May 2002 11:15:34 -0400 From: EDG Subject: IN> Walk On This concludes the ? Cycle. Questions and comments will be taken at anthoch@earlham.edu. (7k) - -EDG - -- Although the Archangels were known to take in a rock concert from time to time - Janus in particular was famous for his patronage of speed-metal bands - it was a rare day that saw a Demon Prince (aside from Furfur, who never got enough of them) attending a performance. The Demon Princes are not exactly known for their love of humanity or their respect for the creations of the 'talking monkeys', regardless of what form that creation takes. It was surprising, then, to see Asmodeus at this particular concert - especially as it was a benefit performance, all proceeds going toward the California Relief Fund. (Actually, Furfur was there, too: at the front, trying in vain to start a mosh pit.) Although the performers had only just gotten together to form a band a few months earlier, they were quite good, individually and as a group, despite their apparent lack of original material. Currently they were playing "The Wall," a cover of the Kansas song, dedicated to "all you guys and girls out there who just haven't been able to make the right choice yet". Asmodeus had been tipped off to the concert only a few days before, when one of the Game's Soldiers had mentioned to his infernal master that he was going to see the Redemption Squad benefit at RFK Stadium. The demon in question, intrigued by the name, had immediately reported this to *his* superior, who took it to Asmodeus himself. Another of his servitors had noticed four Superior-level disturbances in the Boston area within thirty seconds of each other - and then silence, as the Symphony wove itself back together almost seamlessly. Considering that the band had originated in Boston, and that their first concert had been within a day of that massive disturbance in the Symphony, he felt that it behooved him to check out the situation personally. Now the Prince stood in the crowd, trying to avoid as much contact with the writhing youths around him as possible, watching Redemption Squad play their hearts out on stage. Of particular interest was the vocalist: although he wore a torn tank-top, his right arm was nonetheless covered in something that looked - at least at this distance - like a silver glove, running from shoulders to fingertips. His voice was also familiar: a little gravelly and more than a little worn, he sounded like a man who's had something unpleasant scrape down the back of his throat, although his singing voice was crystal-clear and vibrant. Come to think of it, the man at the keyboards was also startlingly familiar. Although his attire was different - a rumpled Blues Brothers-style outfit, less the hat and with sleeker sunglasses - and almost his entire demeanor had changed, from his posture to the way he grinned as he pounded the keys, the shock of bright red hair was almost unmistakable. Asmodeus's frown deepened as another piece of the puzzle fit into place. Now that he looked at each individual band member as opposed to the performance as a whole, there were some characteristics of each of them that struck a note of remembrance with the Prince of the Game. The bassist was huge, towering over the rest of the group, with eyes that seemed to bore into every member of the audience at once and a pate that was bald in a way that suggested that he had never had hair for an instant of his life; the lead guitarist had hair as black as jet and eyes that burned with internal fire; the drummer had an innate talent for meter and measure, and was wearing a bodysuit of oddly-quilted fabric; and the rhythm guitarist... "...is the only member of the band still in our camp," said Asmodeus to himself, realization dawning about exactly who these people were. The technician at the sound board would probably be intimately familiar as well. "Prince to Pauper," he said, reaching up and activating the subvocal communicator at his ear, "we have a situation. Alert the Council and ready a team for immediate insertion." "Negative," came the reply in his ear. "Stand down, Prince." "What?" hissed Asmodeus, his outrage building. "How dare you-" "Look up," said the voice in his ear. Asmodeus did so. In the shadows to stage right was a door, and at this moment that door had opened to reveal a tall, strong silhouette. Balanced on the silhouette's shoulder was another silhouette: that of a battleaxe, larger than any Asmodeus had seen before. "Stand down," said the voice in his ear again, and in the shadows Asmodeus saw a malicious grin form across the silhouette's face. "Or you'll bear responsibility." The Prince of the Game gritted his teeth. "All units," he said, "move in." He'd be damned if he let Michael cow him this late in the game. "Are you unfamiliar with the term 'amazingly bad idea'?" asked another voice, and to stage left another door opened, silhouetting a robed figure, pinpoints of light blazing where the cowl would have been. "Stand down." Asmodeus gaped openly: Michael and Dominic working together to protect this concert meant that something far larger than he had anticipated was going on. Still, that was no reason to leave the concert unguarded, and Asmodeus wasn't about to pull out without a fight. "All units," he repeated, but this time he was interrupted by the man next to him nudging him in the ribs. Asmodeus hadn't really paid attention to his fellow concertgoers - he was too intent on making sure that they touched him as little as possible - but the man next to him was too odd to ignore. Shorter than average, in a bright white suit, with a head of bleached-blond hair and a smile that rivaled the keyboardist's, he was currently chomping on a Cuban cigar and grinning up at Asmodeus. "Relax," he said, before Asmodeus could respond to the jab in the side. "I'll handle it from here. Go home, relax, have a beer. You're too damned uptight, Azzie, that's your problem. Here," he said, and produced a thick, leatherbound book from under his jacket where it couldn't possibly have fit a moment before. "Read my new book. I think you'll like it." Asmodeus looked at it as he took it from the short man's grasp: _A Day In The Life_, no author listed. Asmodeus fumed. This was going too far. He nearly shouted his entire vocabulary of invective at the short man when he realized what he'd been called: "Azzie". There was only one person in all of creation who had ever called him that. "My apologies, sir. I leave this in your hands. All units," he said as the short man disappeared into the crowd, "stand by for retrieval." The two silhouettes nodded, and in tandem the doors closed, leaving the stage as it had been. In the periphery of Asmodeus's senses, the band began to play "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown", which cut through the rage and made the Prince of the Game wince. He had hoped that, since the Prince of Gluttony had left Hell, he'd never have to hear that song again, and the very opening had him moving quickly for the doors. As soon as he heard the audience take up the chorus, his self-preservation reflexes took hold and he fled for Hell. Backstage, Michael looked at Dominic curiously. "I thought you didn't approve of this venture." Dominic looked back at Michael, and nodded. "I don't. I think it's frivolous and I have yet to see an explanation for how this furthers the War in our favor. However, the cause is good: at least David is trying to make amends for the damage he caused in California. And, of course, any idea from the head of the former Prince of the Media must have some merit, however slight. I will wait out the course and see how things turn out," he said in a somewhat conciliatory fashion. "Besides," he continued, as the robes fell away into nothing to reveal a guy in hiking gear, "my girlfriend's in the band." The Archangel of War couldn't stop laughing for five solid minutes. ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 May 2002 11:30:28 -0700 (PDT) From: W S Subject: IN> IN Star Wars- Or, why did I do this awful thing? If Star Wars (the original triology) were recast with Superiors playing the characters... Or, 'Why, for the love of God, am I doing this awful thing?' Luke Skywalker: Replace with Larry Blackwing, a Malakite of Purity who lost his Superior when he was still a reliever, and has been raised by two Soldiers of Purity, ignorant of his heritage. Obi-Wan Kenobi: Replaced with Mik-ael Serophi, an ancient Archangel, now hiding for the Sympohnic Empire. Has the role of an old desert hermit by the name of Mike Serophi, and plans to one day show Larry his heritage. Master of the Selfless side of the Symphony. Han Solo: Replaced with Jan Solo, freewheeling pilot of the fastest ship in the Symphony. With his co-pilot, the animalistic Jordaca, they act the part of the money loving smugglers with Hearts of gold. Princess Leia: Replaced with Princess Blaindine, a representive of the Seraphim Senate- a token of the old Symponic Republic that Emperor Lucifier still allows. A noted philahtropist who is secretly a part of the Symphonic Rebellion. Darth Vader: Replaced with Darth Angelos, one of the chief officers in the Symphonic Empire. An Archangel before his Fall, Darth Angelos is now capable of striking fear into the hearts of any who see his emotionless mask and breathing equipment; according to some, his Fall was so traumatic that without the equipment his every Force would scatter to the wind. He and Mik-ael have a long history, although few others remember who he trully is. Now a master of the Selfish side of the Symphony. Yoda: Replaced by Yved, a short and wizened Archangel living in an uncharted corner of the Symphony, waiting and hoping to train a new Archangel before he must meet his own Destiny... R2-D2: Cherubic droid, attuned to find Mik-ael and enlist his assistance for the Rebellion. He carries detailed plans of the Empire's new superweapon. C-3PO: Mercurian droid, companion to R2-D2. Lightsabers: Flaming swords, used only by angels and Archangels in a more civilized age. Mik-ael's 'Lightsaber': Is instead a Light-axe. Imagine three normal lightsaber's stuck together three times, and then the head bursts out in a burn of light __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! - Official partner of 2002 FIFA World Cup http://fifaworldcup.yahoo.com ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 May 2002 14:51:48 -0400 From: Elizabeth McCoy Subject: Re: IN> Dey Labghed adt Me In Univerdtity, You Kdnow... At 2:47 PM -0700 5/27/02, Maurice Lane wrote: >(honking sound) > >Sorry. Had to blow my nose. > >Where was I... > >--- Elizabeth McCoy wrote: >>Hee hee hee hee! >> >> emccoy@nh.ultranet.com, Uppity Wynch > >Oh, sure, you laugh now. But will you laugh so hard >when I unleash... Moe....... Vapula would throw you BACK! (aie, i can't stop giggling!) - --emccoy@nh.ultranet.com // arcangel@io.com In Nomine Line Editor RPG links; Random name list, Art: http://www.io.com/~arcangel/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 May 2002 15:02:01 -0400 From: Elizabeth McCoy Subject: Re: IN> Essence, the currency of the divine? At 4:07 PM -0700 5/27/02, W S wrote: >Otherwise, I want someone to tell me why their PC >would sell an artifact for Essence. Because NPCs do >such in canon. William Keith actually got a better handle on it -- Essence is useful (and almost certainly winds up in the hands of a Superior). If you've got a job as a relic-maker, Song researcher, or anything else that requires a lot of Essence, you need the stuff. So you sell your relics for the Essence required to make more, plus a little extra. (If you're in Heaven, you may simply have someone owe you for a few weeks. If you're in Hell, you charge a little more and get a Lilim to geas everyone to pay up on time. In either case, there may be freelance "banks" who will accept your Essence debt if you go to the corporeal realm, in exchange for more Essence at a future time or something else in barter.) Essence is more of a very useful barter item, come to think of it. The usefulness of it is very dependant upon circumstances, and while it's not as inconvenient as hauling a cow around to pay for things, and getting the change in chickens, it's got its own limitations. [In the Superior Soap Opera, there is a certain "economy" of "unofficial promises," which are basically worth small favors. There's a lot of Lilim around, so it works out... Little tokens are stamped with someone's name, or Superior affiliation, and can be exchanged around for minor deals and/or Essence. Very handy.] - --emccoy@nh.ultranet.com // arcangel@io.com In Nomine Line Editor RPG links; Random name list, Art: http://www.io.com/~arcangel/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 May 2002 19:19:00 +0000 From: "cassandra benner" Subject: IN> Noodles for Litheroy? And its in Canon too.. Kinda. ;) ++++++++++ Noodle Soldier of Litheroy CORP: 2 1 Str 7 Agi ETH: 1 3 Int* 2 Pre CEL: 1 2 Will 4 Per* Charisma 2 * raised with time and patience. Skills: Lots (all at 1 or 2 at most) Songs: Tongues 2 Attunements: Offanite of litheroy (!?) Noodle was once known and NoodleDoodleDumpkins. He chose to change his name. No really. Well, he did once his former owner, a lillim intelligence officer, was killed, but managed to take out her attacker, an offanite called Zerial. Zerial was on an undercover mission, his archangel, Litheroy, made him away that a certain organisation had been infiltrated by Infernal forces. Zerial, not bothering to wait for slow backup went in, scoped it out, tripped over a moggy, alerted the head of the roganisation, and went head to head with her. With the last of her energy, in a celestial fight, thelillim managed to all but kill the offanite, before she was destroyed by the ofanites Holy Sword of Rightoeus Vengence (tm). Some where along the line, Noodle looked up from his comfy spot after being trodden on by the intruder some time ago, and realised something was wrong. The very fact that he -Realised- was the give away really. He remembered some other stuff, but he knew he wasnt a big rolling ball of fire. Well he could be effective against some of the local dogs, but no, not a wheel of fire. He took some time to mull over things, and after a couple of laps of fresh cream, he decided to shorten his name, to just Noodle. Then, after some fresh tuna steak, he decided to go for a walk, and never return, well, not right away.. He went for a walk, to a low key store in the towns mall, a -spy shop-. Well, it was more than a shop, it was really a tether. Well, the way he looked at it, it was another place to get fed, stroked, and run rampant. Well, he wasnt one for running around really before, but he was decidedly feeling a little frisky, and wanted to run about. After running through the tunnels of the mall, catching several rats (a new delicacy he decided), he went to the shop, darted in when a man come out, and leapt up to the counter. Some what surprising the clerk. A Malakite called Doviul. After a good deal of talks, noodle never though about it, it just seemed natural, to think about talking and then the person hearing him, he met the Big Boss. The Big Boss brought a freind, who had a cat as well. He'd not met another cat, especially a dead one. After a few tense moments, they went and hunted rats together. This was seen as a Good Thing (tm) by the Big Bosses Freind. And now, he gets to travel about, get fed & stroked, and all he has to do is report back to the Big Bosses other Freinds, the ones with the Shop. And besides, we all know that men the Big Boss doest like all love cats. Its only right that he should be there.. The bosses freind told him it was like hunting rats, only better. And it has been so far. ++++++++++++++++ Btw, i have yet to see Cats & Dogs. So it wasnt inspired by that. And i think all AA's should have a pet or three. Cas *Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be Evil.* In Nomine @ http://www.angelfire.com/goth/psyber/i-n.html In Nomine yahoo @ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/inveritas ADnD forum @ http://www.drunkendwarfinn.co.uk ADnD stuff @ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ADandD_Stuff _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp. ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 May 2002 15:21:22 -0500 From: Earl Wajenberg Subject: Re: IN> Essence, the currency of the divine? It seems pretty clear that, for the characters, Forces come in the same coarse granularity they do for the players. But what about Essence? Is the size of the Essence point a fact of life for the characters, or is it the players' way of representing a commodity that is, for the characters, essentially continuous, like energy? Earl ------------------------------ End of in_nomine-digest V1 #2656 ********************************