Roads Blackwell Case File #1-Another Blood Moon Rising

[sexygodofscienceandwar]

So...what's everyone going to be up from here on out?

I ask, because Eibon and I have a bit of work lined up for the Hadou Princess-Demonbane's gone, but since Innsmouth and Arkham are still here, evil gods and mad sorcerers are going to be a problem going forward. It's not going to be easy work, and there's going to be some horrible, insane stuff, but...I think it's safe to that after fighting Therion and Primeval Force and the Anticross, you're all more than capable of doing it. That, and It'd be nice to have some old friends along. Gonna see if I can't get the TSAB to help out some too, they could use Miskatonic's expertise and Miskatonic could use their resources...

[He smiles.]

But hey, that's just the boring stuff. We did good today.



Indeed. I am pleased to have been acquainted with the crew of the White Chalice. And...should you wish to tell me the story of your life, that it may be recorded forever in my memory, I shall be glad to listen. You are noteworthy people. [It's said with her usual deadpan, but yes, she did just compliment everyone-without qualifiers, even!]


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Later on, Roads is at a bar-the white chalice's is gone now-celebrating with a drink.

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You have to be dead for like, 100 years before your poetry can be good

[gift_of_magus]

...Perhaps there is some other way you could tell me? A more narrative form would work well. I need not hear your lyrical musings.

[She's in a good mood, and telling Matthew 'your poetry is terrible' would be rude.]

Re: You have to be dead for like, 100 years before your poetry can be good

[gurrenbrigbonded]

"Ah." Matthew said, looking slightly perturbed. "Aff, I suppose I could do that."

[And so he tells the stories of Kamina, Felicita, Raynor Joz, Texotic, Bismuth, and his own in good old fashion prose!

Here, at least, he seems to be more in his natural element, punctuating his stories with broad hand gestures and exaggerated expressions.]

"...and the Magical Girl of E.V.I.L., in that moment of distraction, slipped out of the vice grip of my Nova's crushing foot, and joined hands with her comrade! Quickly I moved to bombard them with laser fire, but even quicker, my Nova was struck face-first by the overwhelming power of their fearsome Friendship Beam-u!"

Matthew pauses. "Actually, could we excise this part from your records?"