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 * You eventually wake up any known time later and slowly gain conciousness. You are stripped of nothing but your socks, dead-man's pants, and black shirt and colar, and are sitting in a jail cell. Joan notices you coming to and starts yelling your name. You are in adjacent jail-cells.  ((Lila, even))  * She said "Johnathan! I never thought you'd wake up!"


 * Preacher` lays still.
 * Preacher` looks down at himself.

 * You lie back on the very uncomfortable cot, and look down at your mangled body. Its your clothes are stuck hard to it in the places where the cloth has been compromised by flying metal.  * Your left arm is in incredible pain and you find it difficult to do much of anything with it, especially supporting weight.  "Joan..."  * Your lung being ruptured causes you to emit irregular sounding breath.


 * Preacher` listens to the gurgling.
 * Preacher` tries to lift himself up.
 * Preacher` tries to lift himself up, using his right side for support.

 * You use your right arm to perch yourself up in your cot, a small amount of blood pours out of your woonds as you shift position, irritating the damaged tissues.


 * Preacher` groans.

 "Dead, Joan...."  * You look up at Joan, she gasps at how terrible you look, but she doesnt look great either. Her face is bruised and swollon where it looks like she's been beaten up a bit.  "Torn...Evan, both."  She frowns deeply. "And the asain?"


 * Preacher` shakes his head, trying to clear his thoughts.

 "We saved him."


 * Preacher` leans back heavily against the wall.

 * She nods. "Where's the old man...and the boy? Did they escape?"  scratch that  she knows <MarshlStonEd> * She says "The old man and the boy escaped...I saw them sneaking out as the Marshalls took me in custody.


 * Preacher` stares vacantly, listenign to his own lung gurgle and deflate.
 * Preacher` grins, looking at Joan.

<Preacher`> "I know, I'm here to rescue you." <MarshlStonEd> "They also said that I'm to be released now that you're in custody. I demanded to stay around until I talked with you, but they figured you'd die off anyway..." <MarshlStonEd> * She runs up to the bars and looks around what she can see of the station before talking more.


 * Preacher` looks down at himself again.

<MarshlStonEd> * She walks closer to your cell and starts whispering "I'll find help...Harmonica man, or the other three...somebody. We have to get you out of here, the Marshalls 'll only have you hanged now!!" <MarshlStonEd> * She frowns "Probably without a trial..."


 * Preacher` croaks out a laugh. "They can't do much worse..."
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 * Preacher` struggles to his feet, trying to get to the bars and Joan.

<MarshlStonEd> * You manage to stand up on your badly wounded legs and stagger over to you. She stands back looking at your wounds uncertainly, then slowly approaches you.


 * Preacher` scowls at her.

<Preacher`> "That bad, huh? <Preacher`> "


 * Preacher` leans against the bars for support.

<MarshlStonEd> * She says "sorry..." <MarshlStonEd> * "But you're up and walking again! That's a good sign!"


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 * Preacher` weakly reaches out his good hand through the bars.

<MarshlStonEd> * She takes it.


 * Preacher` squeezes her hand and looks her in the eyes.

<Preacher`> "Don't come back for me." <MarshlStonEd> * She looks down "But...how are...how do..."


 * Preacher` shakes his head.

<Preacher`> "If they let you go, see if you can get to my horse." <Preacher`> "He's smart, and he knows you." <MarshlStonEd> * You hear a CAW! and turn to see Zoltar standing in between the bars of the window of this room. <Preacher`> "If you find the others, tell them to do the same. It's no good for any of you to be around me." <Preacher`> "..."


 * Preacher` cocks his head, looking at the bird.

<MarshlStonEd> * It bobs up and down as it takes in the scene casually then takes flight again.


 * Preacher` looks back at Joan, his features hardening as best they can in

his weakened state. <MarshlStonEd> * She frowns and looks to the ground. <MarshlStonEd> * You hear the door open a moment later. <Preacher`> "Listen to me, Joan. They don't want any of you...They're only after me." <Preacher`> "I should never have dragged you into any of this."


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<MarshlStonEd> * The fat guy who was snoozing in the pony express office wanders in and bangs on the bars of Joans cell with a stick. "YAR! Thats enough you Lovebirds, break it up!!"


 * Preacher` blinks slowly, turning his head slowly to shoot the fat fuck

some OVERAWE!! <Preacher`> !dice 4 8 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 2 2 5 4 +- Result -> 5 <Preacher`> ((lol)) <MarshlStonEd> * He laughs at you and says "Don't worry PRIEST. Im gonna let yer scrawny bitch go home, even though they should hang the BOTH of ya, for what ya'll done!"


 * Preacher` grins a moment later and coughs roughly, his body wracked with

the motion, sending his slipping a ways donw the bars, one of his mutilated legs giving out. <MarshlStonEd> * "Though she'll prolly get lost on her way out of here unprotected anyway!"


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 * Preacher` looks up at them both.
 * Preacher` snorts.

<Preacher`> "Fuck you, fat man." <MarshlStonEd> * He fishes some keys off his belt and unlocks Joans cell. She looks from the fat guy and the open door to you. <Preacher`> "Go..." <MarshlStonEd> * "Awww...gonna try to make me cry well callin me fat! Well, I guess I'm jus' gonna have to eat yer dinner tonight too, to feed my fat belly!" <Preacher`> ((LOL)) <MarshlStonEd> * She hesitates, then walks out slowly giving you one more glance as she disappears around the corner.


 * Preacher` gives up trying to stand and collapses over, semi-sitting

against the bars.


 * Preacher` listens to the sounds of his deflated lung.

<MarshlStonEd> * Fast-forwarding, you sit around in your tiny cell for many hours, and eventually the fat man comes in to eat your dinner in front of you. He leaves you with a little bit of water.


 * Preacher` mutilated and broken, breathes a sigh of relief for his posse.
 * Preacher` stares him down the entire time.

<Preacher`> ((not realy down, more as....blank, emotionless stare))


 * Preacher` regards the water, weighing his thirst against the confort of

just staying where he is to die. <MarshlStonEd> * Sometime while sitting there he mentions that the Rangers are busy hunting down some abominations but thay they'll be through in about a week to pick you up and deliver your punishment.


 * Preacher` checks his pockets with his right hand, feeling for the brass

knuckles or some matches. <MarshlStonEd> * Every concevable tool has been taken from you. You see many of your finer pieces of equipment sitting on a desk in the far corner. <Preacher`> "You expect me to live that long?" <MarshlStonEd> * Anyway, you soon get to dozing and wake up to a loud thunderstorm. <MarshlStonEd> ((oh)) <MarshlStonEd> * He says "If'n you die, alls the same to me. You deserve it you MURDERER!" he snorts and eats more buzzard meat.


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 * Preacher` nods. "I reckon you've got a point. Though I'
 * Preacher` nods. "I reckon you've got a point, fat man. Though I'll live

longer than Barabus, for what it's worth." <MarshlStonEd> * Anyway, you soon get to dozing and wake up to a loud thunderstorm.


 * Preacher` sneers a bit, 'The Preacher' giving way to Jonny Miller....
 * Preacher` opens his eyes.

<MarshlStonEd> * Not long into the storm you hear inhuman howling noises in the distance.


 * Preacher` sits up.
 * Preacher` grunts at the effort.

<Preacher`> ?i'm still ont he floor? <MarshlStonEd> ((whatever you want, you had time to do whatever you wanted in yer' little box.))


 * Preacher` wakes up on the floor, in much the same position he collapsed

into after Joan left.


 * Preacher` listens, wondering if he was having a nightmare...
 * Preacher` looks down at his left hand and tries to move his fingers.

<MarshlStonEd> * Your fingers are reacting a little more and slightly less numb than they were when you fell asleep. <MarshlStonEd> * You hear another howl in the distance, completly unsure as to what it is, but sure that it happened.


 * Preacher` tries to stand, using the bars for support.

<MarshlStonEd> you work yourself into a kneeling and then a standing position.


 * Preacher` staggers to the cell door and looks out, trying to get a better

lay of the area. <MarshlStonEd> * You see that there are four cells in the area you're in, all along one wall. Opposite you are two large desks and several standing wooden lockers. There's also a gun chest on the wall near where you assume the door was located judging by sound.


 * Preacher` tries his cell door.

<MarshlStonEd> * There is paperwork all over the place and wanted posters on all the walls. Your two pistols are on the desk furthest from you lying side by side. <MarshlStonEd> * Locked of course. It rattles as you touch it. "Another howl eminates from outside, this one much louder.


 * Preacher` narrows his eyes.

<Preacher`> ?and my bible? <MarshlStonEd> * Dont see it anywhere.


 * Preacher` looks at the lock surlily

<Preacher`> !dice 4 8 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 3 3 3 4 +- Result -> 4 <MarshlStonEd> ......... <MarshlStonEd> are you trying to overawe the lock? <MarshlStonEd> :P <Preacher`> ((i was, yes)) <MarshlStonEd> * The lock stares at you more! <MarshlStonEd> * Eventually the howling gets louder and you can distinguish the different sounds of at least 3 different monsters.


 * Preacher` staggers back to his cot, dropping heavily into it and leaning

back against the wall it's propped up against. <MarshlStonEd> * It sounds like the thingg is big, echoing through the night-air. <Preacher`> "Let's hope they can't use keys..."


 * Preacher` inspects his cell looking for anything that could be useful.
 * Preacher` feels in his pockets for any of the feathers he had collected.

<MarshlStonEd> * The only things available to you are your cot and a bucket you are meant to do your business in.


 * Preacher` thinks that if all else fails, at least he has a helmet.

<MarshlStonEd> * After another hour you hear a general commotion of men outside, it sounds like they're looking for whatever is making the howling noises. <MarshlStonEd> ((haha)) <Preacher`> ?does my cell have a window? <MarshlStonEd> * It does, but its high in the air, you'd need to prop the cot against it and climb up to see.


 * Preacher` decides that he might as well give that a shot.
 * Preacher` tries to push his cot along the cell floor to the wall.

<MarshlStonEd> You prop the cot up and prop yourself up. You cant see much from this direction but the sand dune behind the building. This window was made more for ventilation than to offer any kind of view. <Preacher`> "Marvelous." <MarshlStonEd> * About an hour later you hear one of the men yelling and shooting off his rifle. The loud howling starts again sounding very close right now.


 * Preacher` sits on his cot and listens to the noise outside.

<MarshlStonEd> * There are several loud footsteps eminating from outside one of the building walls and a few more gunshots before a loud scream occurs and the sounds of bones getting snapped.


 * Preacher` begins to pray.

<MarshlStonEd> * This is followed by two more guys yelling and lots more gunshots, followed by a couple more screams. You begin to pray when you see the eyeball of a large creature appear outside of the window, looking around inside.


 * Preacher` begins to pray silently, with his mind...his ears he uses to

listen. <Preacher`> ? can it see me from this vantage since i moved the bed under the window? <MarshlStonEd> * You can choose to step out in view, or you can choose to hide <MarshlStonEd> * The bed offers more than enough opportunity to do so <Preacher`> ((lol...overawe it..)) <Preacher`> (((hmmmm))


 * Preacher` presses himself against the wall, trying to avoid its gaze.

<MarshlStonEd> !dice 2 6 <Dicelands> MarshlStonEd rolled -+ 2 5 +- Result -> 5 <Preacher`> ((ooc i'm thinking this might be zach's magic, but fuck taking a chance on taht...)) <Preacher`> ((preacher wouldn't think that))


 * Preacher` holds his breath, not wanting to alert the thing.

<MarshlStonEd> * The creature pauses for a moment, its massive pupil wading around his massive yellow eye as he searches the room for occupants. It then disappears and you hear another single gunshot-cut short immediately by another bone cracking thud.


 * Preacher` stays put, continuing his Our Fathers.

<MarshlStonEd> * For a short time you are granted audience to the three different howls continuing, as well as a sickening sucking sound as images of the unseen monster feasting play through your mind.


 * Preacher` slumps against the wall, staring up at the ceiling with his head

lulled against it. <MarshlStonEd> * a short while later, thier howls can be heard in the far off distance going in a different direction...All falls ominously silent except for the pitter-patterng of the rain outside. <Preacher`> "This could be bad."


 * Preacher` tries another look out the cell window.

<MarshlStonEd> * You climb back up and look out the window. There is a large striek of blood across the sand outside along with a dismembered arm, but not much else has changed. <MarshlStonEd> * You lay in the dark for some time before risking to make much noise, and eventually decide you are screwed. With noone to feed you and no way out of the cell, you have no option but to wait for death. <MarshlStonEd> <<FFWD>> <MarshlStonEd> * After several days you lie in the cot weakly, amazed that your leg wounds have completely healed. Your irregular breathing has seemed to go away although the gaping wound is still somewhat present. <Preacher`> ?and ym arm? <Preacher`> ((my)) <MarshlStonEd> * Your bone seems to be healing naturally, although a little fast and without medical attention. <Preacher`> "How?" <MarshlStonEd> * After two more days you come to the conclusion that there's no way you could have survived the starvation, and you begin to come to terms with the fact that you are infact harrowed. <Preacher`> ((...and stuck in a goddamn jail cell)) <MarshlStonEd> * You can choose one lvl 1 harrowed power right now, but I'll give you way more to advance with after the final battle. Don't necessarly take "Ghost" just because you have to leave the cell, you'll get out eventually one way or another. <Preacher`> ((a power?)) <Preacher`> ((huh?)) <MarshlStonEd> Harrowed powers! <Preacher`> ((i thought i was just a dead guy)) <Preacher`> (9wjhere are they?)) <MarshlStonEd> Chapter 10 players guide <MarshlStonEd> harrowed powers! <MarshlStonEd> Last few pages actually <MarshlStonEd> You dont gain powers until you are fully aware of your undeath


 * Preacher` spends many hours in prayer, trying to come to grips with

things...If he's dead, when did he die? <MarshlStonEd> ((that a serious inquiry, or just RP?)) <Preacher`> ((RP)) <MarshlStonEd> ((k))


 * Preacher` eventually begins to put everything into place.

<MarshlStonEd> ((Seriously, can we do last battle after you're done with work tonight? Im getting tired. <Preacher`> ((yuh, i need to read up on these powers.)) <Preacher`> ((crazy!)) <MarshlStonEd> * You eventually examine all the wounds you've accumulated recently, and by the end of the week there isnt a trace of any of them on your body, save for the major one you incurred oh so long ago and those from before that date. <Preacher`> ((so yeah, you made me not read this chapter on purpose and i never got around to it <Preacher`> )) <MarshlStonEd> ((ah, forgot about that. :P )) <MarshlStonEd> Its a short chapter


 * Preacher` tries to come to terms with the fact that he's been dead for a

very, very long time... <Preacher`> i was trapped in a cell for about a week or two after beasties ravaged the town and killed everyone <MarshlStonEd> you're trapped in a cell <MarshlStonEd> with the inevitable return of the rangers to deal with you <Preacher`> ((and i still dunno which power to take)) <MarshlStonEd> not really a town <MarshlStonEd> more of an outpost <Trax`> <MarshlStonEd> * You eventually examine all the wounds you've accumulated recently, and by the end of the week there isnt a trace of any of them on your body, save for the major one you incurred oh so long ago and those from before that date. <Trax`> <Preacher`> ((so yeah, you made me not read this chapter on purpose and i never got around to it <Trax`> <Preacher`> )) <Trax`> <MarshlStonEd> ((ah, forgot about that. :P )) <Trax`> <MarshlStonEd> Its a short chapter <Trax`> * Preacher` tries to come to terms with the fact that he's been dead for a very, very long time... <Preacher`> (9yeah)) <Trax`> I'm logging now <MarshlStonEd> yep <Preacher`> ((i'm torn between supernatural quickness or stitchin' <Preacher`> )) <Preacher`> (9when're we gonna start? smoke/snack breaks first? <MarshlStonEd> go ahead <MarshlStonEd> notice me when you're ready <MarshlStonEd> I'm just sittin here watchin simpsons <Trax`> ((Supernatural quickness would mean you kill people faster than they can hurt you. :p)) <Preacher`> yeah <Preacher`> i know <Preacher`> !dice 4 12 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 4 1 8 7 +- Result -> 8 <Preacher`> !dice 4 12 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 10 2 20 8 +- Result -> 20 <Preacher`> !dice 4 12 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 5 4 11 2 +- Result -> 11 <Preacher`> !dice 5 12 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 4 8 21 10 8 +- Result -> 21 <Preacher`> !dice 5 12 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 5 7 10 8 5 +- Result -> 10 <Preacher`> !dice 5 12 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 5 19 7 8 6 +- Result -> 19 <Preacher`> heh <Preacher`> hmmmm


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<MarshlStonEd> so <Preacher`> so <MarshlStonEd> so <MarshlStonEd> gonna go smoke a bowl <MarshlStonEd> we start a bit after 11


 * Preacher` sits in the cell...and waits.....

<Preacher`> lol <Preacher`> oh <Preacher`> i was ready to start <Preacher`> lol Session Time: Tue May 22 00:00:00 2007 <MarshlStonEd> bacj <MarshlStonEd> * You sit in your sell, waiting <Preacher`> ((sell...)) <MarshlStonEd> ((Do you want to say your power is activated?)) <MarshlStonEd> oops <MarshlStonEd> Cell <Preacher`> ((stitchin is always on)) <MarshlStonEd> ((no, I mean that you're sure you're taking it.)) <MarshlStonEd> * You are amazed at how quickly you've healed, attributing it to a realization of your odd...condition. <Preacher`> ((wait, no)) <Preacher`> ((msg0) <MarshlStonEd> * You lose track of how many days have passed, but occasionally move your bed to get a look out the window. Judging by the decay and how long it took a buzzard to make off with the arm, you figure it's been about 8 days. :P <MarshlStonEd> give or take a couple <MarshlStonEd> * At about dawn you hear the approaching hooves of several individuals. <MarshlStonEd> * Soon enough you hear idle chatter <MarshlStonEd> roll cognition <Preacher`> !dice 2 10 _2 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 3 9 +- Result -> 9 <Preacher`> 11 <MarshlStonEd> * You say there are between 4 - 7 people. <MarshlStonEd> * You hear the sound of alarm as they witness some of the aftermath from the last week. <MarshlStonEd> * They hooves get louder as they quickly approach to investigate.


 * Preacher` lays on his bed, closes his eyes to tiny slits, and forces himself to stop the act of breathing -- a skill he'd been perfecting over the long weeks. Then he simplt waits and observes...

<MarshlStonEd> * It takes about 10 minutes for someone to make thier way to the back of the room. Two men in dark coats enter, one with a rifle, the other with twin pistols. When they look around the room and only see what looks to be a bloody corpse in a jail-cell they relax and turn back towards the door. <MarshlStonEd> * They're standing by the desk muttering about "What could have done this" and whatnot <MarshlStonEd> * Wanna do anything, or pretend to play dead?


 * Preacher` groans..

<Preacher`> ?my guns are on the way out? <MarshlStonEd> * Yeah, they look over at you and stand at the bars. "Hey! Speak up. What happened here?"


 * Preacher` lays still, assuming his former posture but sllowing a slight flutter of breath every minue or so.

<Preacher`> ((minute)) <Preacher`> ((allowing)) <MarshlStonEd> * They look at one another. "Infected?" "Maybe." "Well, go get O'Riely." <MarshlStonEd> * One of the men leaves the room. <MarshlStonEd> * The other keeps staring at you from the bars. "Hey! Speak up!" <Trax`> ((R Rly?)) <MarshlStonEd> ((?)) <Trax`> ((Never mind))


 * Preacher` plays dead.

<MarshlStonEd> ((uh oh, did you name your character o'riely?)) <Preacher`> ?do they have badges? <Trax`> ((No)) <MarshlStonEd> ((ok, good)) <MarshlStonEd> roll cog <Preacher`> !dice 2 10 +2 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 3 18 +- Result -> 18 (20) <MarshlStonEd> * You spot the Texas Ranger badge poking out from his black coat. <MarshlStonEd> * Several minutes pass as the guy tries to get you to say something, before he loses interest and walks around observing desk drawers and cabinets.


 * Preacher` coughs.

<MarshlStonEd> * He turns back to you. "Say something!" <MarshlStonEd> * Soon you hear the door open and a ranger in a black hat with a big red moustache enters the room. <Preacher`> ((omn phone with pizza guy...hold up)) <MarshlStonEd> * "He won't speak, O'Riely. Think he's infected." Says the first guy. <Preacher`> ((done)) <Preacher`> "I ain't infected." <MarshlStonEd> * He walks up to you. You recognize him as the marshall who you sent after the train explosion. He says "Well well well..." <MarshlStonEd> * "This is the guy we're after. What happened to the woman?" <Preacher`> "Don't... know." <Preacher`> "W-water? <MarshlStonEd> * He removes his canteen from around his neck and throws it at you through the bars.


 * Preacher` lets it hit him.
 * Preacher` grunts.

<MarshlStonEd> * It rolls off of you. <MarshlStonEd> * "So...what's wrong with you?" <MarshlStonEd> * "Any bugs in your stomach? Drink any stagnant water?" <Preacher`> "Dyin'." <Preacher`> ((lol, i get it, ed)) <MarshlStonEd> ((no joke)) <MarshlStonEd> ((though I may have put it in a funny way)) <Preacher`> ((thought you meant they were after the flu)) <Preacher`> ((like 'infected')) <Preacher`> ((but with a normal virus)) <Preacher`> "N...o..." <Preacher`> "Shot..." <MarshlStonEd> * "Well...you should know by now that we're gonna hang you anyway." <MarshlStonEd> * "So it'd be nice for you to wisn' up so we can make an event out of it." <MarshlStonEd> * "You got anything to say about what happened out here?" <Preacher`> "Creatures." <Preacher`> "Wolves." <MarshlStonEd> roll mein <Preacher`> !dice 2 8 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 1 2 +- Result -> 2 <Preacher`> (that wa sintentional)) <MarshlStonEd> * He says "You're not sick. Get up before we come in there and beat you."


 * Preacher` reaches down and picks up the canteen, bringing it to his lips and drinkign siome before turning voer and slowly sitting up, feining weakness he doesn't feel."

<Preacher`> "Too smart for me, lawman." <MarshlStonEd> * <MarshlStonEd> * "So...what really happened? Or do you want us to pin all these deaths on you too...as I'm sure that those in this note are." <MarshlStonEd> * He pulls out a piece of paper. <Preacher`> "What note?" <MarshlStonEd> * "The one the pony-express riders left, before thier bones were crushed..." <MarshlStonEd> * "Well...wherever that woman went, she better know how to keep her mouth shut. So what hapened here?" <Preacher`> "Like I said...Monsters." <MarshlStonEd> * He nods. "Alright. Well...I suppose you're hungry." <MarshlStonEd> * He goes and gets some rations that he sends into you. through the gate, some beef jerky and some beans they brought with them,.


 * Preacher` sits up fully and grabs the beef jerky, wolfing it down.

<MarshlStonEd> * He says "I thought so. I will return shortly to determine your fate." <MarshlStonEd> * He and the other guy leave the room. <MarshlStonEd> * A few hours later just O'Reily returns and says "We've sent out the report to HQ, and you're to be hung at dawn."


 * Preacher` eats everything and kills the canteen.

<MarshlStonEd> * You wait throughout the night and hear a harmonica in the distance. <Preacher`> "..." <Preacher`> ?am i alone? <MarshlStonEd> * Yes, this was after they left your cell. <MarshlStonEd> * You were dozing and suppose its about 2 or 3 in the morning now on the next day.


 * Preacher` gets up and moves to his cell window...

<Preacher`> ((pizza, hold up a few. or describe and i'll coem back)) <MarshlStonEd> * You climb up to the window and see the familiar blood-stained sand dunes. The harmonica sounds quite far off, but it is certainly reassuring to hear it. <MarshlStonEd> ((cig)) <MarshlStonEd> ((back))


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<MarshlStonEd> ((are you back?)) <MarshlStonEd> ... <Trax`> ((What the hell did he ask on the pizza?)) <MarshlStonEd> cthulhu tenticles <MarshlStonEd> they...they give you superpowers


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<MarshlStonEd> ..... <MarshlStonEd> ok seriously <MarshlStonEd> I'm about ready to leave


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<Trax`> The Noid stole his pizza <MarshlStonEd> goddamnit <MarshlStonEd> he's a child of the 80s <MarshlStonEd> he should know to avoid the noid <Trax`> He shouldn't have asked for extra marijuana on ih spizza <MarshlStonEd> I dunno <MarshlStonEd> >>>>>>:\ <MarshlStonEd> this could have major ramifications... <Trax`> Guess we won't be playing Tonight if you can't finish his stuff this morning. :( <MarshlStonEd> no way <MarshlStonEd> fuck that <MarshlStonEd> I'll get you guys together as a group and introduce him later <MarshlStonEd> :P


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<Trax`> Good


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<MarshlStonEd> maybe even kill him!! <MarshlStonEd> :P <MarshlStonEd> this wasnt supposed to be a long game either <Trax`> When he gets hanged, his head pops off! <Trax`> Regenerate THAT! <MarshlStonEd> well <MarshlStonEd> maybe <Trax`> You need to have a double barreled shotgun fires into his loins. <MarshlStonEd> ... <MarshlStonEd> I guess tell fly I'll be back in an hour or two <MarshlStonEd> and call him an asshead <Trax`> Will do. <MarshlStonEd> thx <MarshlStonEd> you seem to be the only one on my side!! <MarshlStonEd> Except jack <MarshlStonEd> wait <MarshlStonEd> no <MarshlStonEd> what am I saying!!!! <MarshlStonEd> I've gone crazy with deadlands!! <MarshlStonEd> :P <Preacher`> ((wooooooooooooooo <Preacher`> ((sorry)) <Preacher`> ((my family is in town, so i end up getting bothered at weird hours for ridiculous shit, cats. sorry)) <Preacher`> so ed'll be back by 2? <Trax`> Yes <Preacher`> mrrrr


 * Preacher` drops back down onto his cot, leaning his head back against the wall and listening to Harmonica's tune echoing over the dunes.
 * Preacher` replays the bizzare events of the past weeks in his mind.

<Preacher`> ((ok, ed. i am sorry for that. My family needed immediate assistance with some garbage. It's 1am cst. I'll be checking back every 15min)) <Mugzug> lol <Trax`> ((I'm going to bed. It's been a long day, and I'm not only sleep deprived i'm also a little sun-fucked. I'm also hungry for more food but I have none. >>:(. I'm still logging)) <Trax`> ((Cya when I wake up)) <Preacher`> lates <MarshlStonEd> ok <MarshlStonEd> you here? <Preacher`> hmmm <Preacher`> yep <MarshlStonEd> ok...well...


 * Preacher` replays the bizzare events of the past weeks in his mind.

<MarshlStonEd> ((ok, semi-ready)) <MarshlStonEd> You lie back down and wait for something to free you from your cage <MarshlStonEd> About an hour and a half after you heard the harmonica you hear a whistle from just outside of your window.


 * Preacher` crouches below the break of the window. "Who's there?" he hisses.

<MarshlStonEd> * A crumpled up note flies through the winow. <MarshlStonEd> * You pick it up and it reads "We know what you are. Go through with it. You have friends in the Union."


 * Preacher` tries to get a glimpse of whoever's out there.

<MarshlStonEd> * You jump up to the window and see only footprints in the sand.


 * Preacher` crumples the paper up and eats it.

<MarshlStonEd> * No problems erupt. <MarshlStonEd> * The next morning, all six texas rangers come in and unlock your door. One comes in baring handcuffs, while the one behind him has a knife, and the rest stand ready with thier weapons. <MarshlStonEd> * They pause outside and meet your gaze. "What do you expect to happen, preacher?"


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<Preacher`> "You could always set me free." <MarshlStonEd> * They laugh and a couple walk into your cell. They grab you roughly trying to strap cuffs on you. What does you do?


 * Preacher` holds out his wrists in front of him.

<Preacher`> "My bible?" <MarshlStonEd> * They slap the cuffs on you and walk to a desk, pulling the bible out.


 * Preacher` takes the bible from him, calmly.

<MarshlStonEd> * They bring you outside where you see a bonfire of a few monsters you've never seen before, as well as the bodies of the Pony Express office staff, they look to have been crushed and twisted. <Preacher`> "My pistols?" <MarshlStonEd> * "You're being hung." <MarshlStonEd> * They lift you upon a horse to trek to the nearest tree. <Preacher`> "My boots, at least." <MarshlStonEd> * They put your boots before you, you have trouble putting them on to thier laughter.


 * Preacher` shoots them the OVERAWE!

<Preacher`> !DICE 4 8 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 1 7 4 4 +- Result -> 7 <MarshlStonEd> .......... <MarshlStonEd> stop doing that <MarshlStonEd> :P <MarshlStonEd> * They lead you out together to the nearest tall tree, and fit a readily prepared noose around your neck. O'Riely starts to read your crimes as one of his accomplices tightens the noose.


 * Preacher` stands convicted!

<MarshlStonEd> * Eventually they pull the rope tight and hit the horse underneath you on the ass. It runs off and you hang there limply while they stand there watching.


 * Preacher` gets HUNG!!
 * Preacher` plays dead, concentrating on his lack of breathing...

<MarshlStonEd> * After they observe you for awhile, they leave you hanging from the rope. They wander off slowly and you hang for a couple hours wondering if anyone is gonna get you down from this damn tree. <MarshlStonEd> ((I need to take a quick break for the b-room. Be back in 5-10.)) <Preacher`> ))K <Preacher`> )) <MarshlStonEd> ok <MarshlStonEd> im back <MarshlStonEd> errr <MarshlStonEd> * After a couple hours Harmonica man wanders into distance. He spots you hanging from the tree and launches a knife in your direction. You hear it slice the rope and you fall to your knees 10 feet below. <Preacher`> ?and the Rangers?


 * Preacher` crumples to the ground like a wet sack.

<MarshlStonEd> * The rangers are nowhere in sight. You are about 10 yards down the trail from the station. The nearest tree in the sand-ridden area. <Preacher`> ?when did they dissapear? <MarshlStonEd> about an hour and a half before harmonica cut you down


 * Preacher` crumples tot he ground like a wet sack of potatoes. He gives pause, waiting to see if there's an ambush in play...

<Preacher`> ((hello?))


 * Preacher` give it about 30 seconds before pushing himself to his feet, moving rapidly toward Harmonica.

<MarshlStonEd> roll co <MarshlStonEd> go <MarshlStonEd> er <MarshlStonEd> cog <Preacher`> !dice 2 10 +2 <Dicelands> Preacher` rolled -+ 3 9 +- Result -> 9 (11) <MarshlStonEd> * You see footprints leading off in the distance, but as you follow them you realize they lead south, and are unlikely to follow them much further <Preacher`> ? <Preacher`> ((what>?)) <MarshlStonEd> * Meaning that the few you have followed seem to fade out as the wind sweeps the desert sands.,


 * Preacher` looks at the outpost, then turns, scanning the horizon for Harmonica...

<MarshlStonEd> * You already did that <Preacher`> ?so anywhere i go will leave footprints? <Preacher`> ((the footprints are swept off rlatively quickly though, yeah)) <MarshlStonEd> yep


 * Preacher` looks down at the bible in his hands...

<MarshlStonEd> * It looks like your bible. <Preacher`> ?so the geography in this area is what? <MarshlStonEd> * As it always has been, rolling sand dunes and thats about it.. <Preacher`> "This isn't finished, O'Reilly."


 * Preacher` runs southward, fleeing into the desert night...

<MarshlStonEd> ((not gonna avenge yourself just yet? <Preacher`> ((thought you didn't want me to)) <MarshlStonEd> ((zup to you))


 * Preacher` turns away from the horizon, slipping the bible into his back pocket and walking towards the outpost.

<Preacher`> ?are my hands tied? <Preacher`> ((wait, scratch that)) <MarshlStonEd> nope <MarshlStonEd> ... <MarshlStonEd> ok <MarshlStonEd> ...


 * Preacher` turns away from the horizon, slipping the bible into his back pocket. He lets the noose hang from his neck as he finds Harmonica's knife and takes it in hand. Preacher turns toward the outpost, he features shadowed and hard. A sinister sneer plays across his lips.

<MarshlStonEd> * We last left of with the lose-necked preacher grabbing Harmonicas knife out of the dirt. It is about 10:00 PM and raining at a fair pace, thunder rolls in the distance.


 * NothereTak is now known as CleaningTak
 * Preacher puts his face to the sky, letting the raindrops pelt his head, neck, and chest. He then looks toward the small outpost, sitting silently in the distance.

<Preacher> ?how bad off is my neck? <Preacher> ((hmmm, that limb movement powe rmight be really good to take <Preacher> )) <MarshlStonEd> It feels week and will likely snap the spine again if it suffers a decent blow, but fine barring that <Preacher> ((i couldn't be crippled with it)) <MarshlStonEd> ((which one?)) <Preacher> ((the one where you can control limbs and shit <Preacher> ((you can basically control all parts of your body if detached...would keep me from having to worry about getting my neck snapped again, because it wouldn't matter. <Preacher> )) <MarshlStonEd> ((Yep))


 * Preacher looks down at himself slowly, then flicks the knife into the wet sand and begins tearing off the sleeves of his shirt. They are then tied around his neck,

knotted off behind the neck to create some neck support. ...He leaves the noose on the entire time.


 * Preacher then scans the horizon, searching for any signs of movement. If satisfied that he's not being watched, he takes off toward the outpost, circling around it at a

far distance and freezing in place if caught in a flash of lightning. <Preacher> ((meaning i just pause, then continue moving)) <MarshlStonEd> ((I got ya))


 * Preacher is looking for sentries, signs of inhabitants, and the like.

<MarshlStonEd> * You secure your neck in place as best you can then circle around the outpost. Which direction do you want to approach it from? The hanging tree is down a path to the east, the large sand dune is to the south, and the two buildings are large rectangles positioned like this: = The pony express office on the north and the sherriffs office on the south.


 * Preacher will also take note of the weather, and ensures that he's scoped it out sufficiently. Afterwards, he waits for the storm to roll in before descending upon the

Marshalls. <Preacher> ((hmm)) <Preacher> ((stables are pony express?)) <MarshlStonEd> ((There is a small stabble attached to the rear-west of the pony express office, yes


 * Preacher comes around the northern edge, heading right.

<MarshlStonEd> You walk around the back of the pony express office? ((How far of distance are you trying to keep? <Preacher> ((a good 100 paces out. it's night time, and i've got a lot of darkness left to utilize in my attack. I'm mainly scoping out the area. If i can circle the entire thing, i will, unless i get a bead on a sentry, then i lay low and wait for the storm to roll in full force)) <MarshlStonEd> * The north side is a gradual incline down moving away from the station. You can see a large cactus patch further to the north that looks very spooky, and staring up at the Pony Epress office you only see a single window on the second floor. <MarshlStonEd> * From further to the west you hear horses making thier general horsie noises. <Preacher> (9that would be a decline)) <MarshlStonEd> ((oops)) <MarshlStonEd> ((yeah, thats what I meant.))


 * Preacher continues to circle, looking for sentries

<MarshlStonEd> * You cross over to the western side of the pony-express office/stables <MarshlStonEd> Roll cognition <Preacher> !dice 2 10 +2 <Dicelands> Preacher rolled -+ 1 11 +- Result -> 11 (13) <MarshlStonEd> * You start to walk around the corner not having noticed anyone when over the sound of the rain you hear a light coughing and a plume of smoke eminanting from around the western-most corner of the front side.


 * Preacher crouches low and starts sneaking, dropping prone if he spots movement.

<MarshlStonEd> roll stealth' <Preacher> !dice 1 8 <Dicelands> Preacher rolled -+ 1 +- Result -> 1 <Preacher> ((can i chip?)) <MarshlStonEd> yeah, one sec <MarshlStonEd> I just bought some pokerchips to draw out of a hat from now on <MarshlStonEd> lemme go get them <Preacher> lol <Preacher> cool <MarshlStonEd> nope <MarshlStonEd> you cant use fate chips when going bust <Preacher> doh <Preacher> ?how far out am i at this point? <MarshlStonEd> * You see a black-trenchcoated figure shrowded in the darkness spin out from around the corner with a rifle pointing out. You're about 15-20 feet away from him. <MarshlStonEd> roll quickness <Preacher> !dice 4 12 <Dicelands> Preacher rolled -+ 1 3 6 1 +- Result -> 6 <Preacher> ((can i chip THAT?)) <MarshlStonEd> yeah, one second <Preacher> ((ok)0 <MarshlStonEd> ((you got 2 reds and a white at the start of this session.)) <MarshlStonEd> ((Im drawing a picture of torn. :P)) <Preacher> (9what page descirbes how theyw ork?)) <MarshlStonEd> ((145)) <Preacher> ((so...)) <Preacher> ((i can...)) <Preacher> ((am i lookign for highest number? or number of succ vs tn x?)) <MarshlStonEd> highest number <MarshlStonEd> # of successes means nothing in this game <Preacher> ((except on init)) <MarshlStonEd> ((no, not on init either))


 * Preacher spends a red chip....

<Preacher> !dice 1 12 <Dicelands> Preacher rolled -+ 7 +- Result -> 7 <Preacher> 13 <MarshlStonEd> you can draw 3 cards, but I dont think jacks bot works anymore <MarshlStonEd> so lemme go grab my cards. :P <MarshlStonEd> ok <MarshlStonEd> you got red joker, ace of clubs, and 4 of hearts <MarshlStonEd> !dice 2 10 <Dicelands> MarshlStonEd rolled -+ 7 7 +- Result -> 7 <MarshlStonEd> and I got 9 of spades and queen of hearts. You get two moves first. <Preacher> ?how much of a distance can i clear? my goal is to bury the knife in his face before he can shoot... <Preacher> ?is this possible? <MarshlStonEd> lemme see your pace <MarshlStonEd> pace of 8 <Preacher> ((i have 8)) <MarshlStonEd> you can move up to twice the pace in yards of a given round <MarshlStonEd> so you can run 16 yards in one round <MarshlStonEd> and I said you were 15-20 feet <MarshlStonEd> so you can spend your first round to close the distance, and your second to stab his face off! <MarshlStonEd> err <MarshlStonEd> no <MarshlStonEd> wait <MarshlStonEd> you can move 16 in the WHOLE round, and you have 3 actions <MarshlStonEd> but even so <Preacher> so 2 rounds, then stab? <MarshlStonEd> you can spend your first turn going the 16 rounds, and if you dont have to move any more distance for the rest, you still have your other two rounds. <MarshlStonEd> nope, just 1 <MarshlStonEd> you can devide your movement up however you want in a given round <Preacher> ((so i can then stab TWICE!!)) <MarshlStonEd> Assuming that he doesnt stop you with his 2 turns from a further action, but essentually, yes


 * Preacher reacts instantly as the silhouette breaks the corner of the building, bolting forward at full speed, bringing the knife up as he closes the distance to the other

man in the blink of an eye, shouldering the man's rifle aside and driving the blade of the knife into his skull. <MarshlStonEd> ((hmm...)) <MarshlStonEd> ((how does this work since you have fightin' brawling?)) <Preacher> ((I...dunno?)) <Preacher> ((i used ti before with my knife and it worked...)) <Preacher> ((like, in theat monster battle.)) <MarshlStonEd> ((well, for now I'll say just -1 to your number of dice)) <MarshlStonEd> so roll 3d8 <MarshlStonEd> I'll figure it out soon <MarshlStonEd> yo <Preacher> !dice 3 8 <Dicelands> Preacher rolled -+ 3 4 1 +- Result -> 4 <Preacher> ((GRR)) <Preacher> ((curse you, bot!))


 * Preacher drops a red chip

<Preacher> !dice 1 8 <Dicelands> Preacher rolled -+ 5 +- Result -> 5 <Preacher> 9 <MarshlStonEd> * You bring the knife up driving it into his face. <Preacher> ?do i have another move? <MarshlStonEd> roll strength <Preacher> !dice 3 6 <Dicelands> Preacher rolled -+ 3 1 3 +- Result -> 3 <MarshlStonEd> !dice 1 6 <Dicelands> MarshlStonEd rolled -+ 9 +- Result -> 9 <Preacher> !dice 1 4 <Dicelands> Preacher rolled -+ 1 +- Result -> 1 <Preacher> ((i add with knife)) <Preacher> ((so 4)) <Preacher> ((oh wait, this is a diff knife =D )) <MarshlStonEd> ((yeah)) <MarshlStonEd> ((This one is better, and I already rolled that one.)) <MarshlStonEd> You stab him in the head for 12 points of damage, slicing his cigar in half and slicing into the back of his mouth. He spurts and gurgles blood all over you as his legs give out beneath him. <Preacher> ((sweet, i fucked him up)) <MarshlStonEd> roll nimbleness.


 * Preacher snatches the rifle away as he grabs the Marshall and pulls him out of the main drag along the side of the building, twisting the knife in his brain to make

sure. <Preacher> !dice 3 8 <Dicelands> Preacher rolled -+ 4 2 3 +- Result -> 4 <MarshlStonEd> * You lose balance and fall on top of him with the rifle inbetween you. You land on his body with his eyes staring pleadingly at you.


 * Preacher jams the knife upward into his brain.

<MarshlStonEd> you twist the knife in and gore pools out covering your hand lower arm. His eyes remain open but no longer seem to be pleading for anything. <MarshlStonEd> ((hand and*))


 * Preacher quickly drags him around the corner, out of sight. he snatches up the rifle and then waits, listening.

<MarshlStonEd> * You grab him by the legs and pull him around the corner, leaving a bloody smear in the sand behind him. Then stand around. Lightning flashes really quickly follwed by the tumultous crack of the thunder.


 * Preacher waits a good 5 minutes before moving again, silently searching the body for other weapons, ammunition, and other items of value.

<Preacher> ((it's not currently raining?)) <MarshlStonEd> its raining pretty hard <MarshlStonEd> * You find 4 extra rifle rounds in the pocket of his coat, but little else of value.


 * Preacher checks the load on the rifle.

<MarshlStonEd> oh <MarshlStonEd> * And a big wooden spoon. <MarshlStonEd> roll knowledge <Preacher> !dice 4 8 <Dicelands> Preacher rolled -+ 7 7 11 7 +- Result -> 11 <Preacher> ((7 11!)) <MarshlStonEd> * You examine the rifle and realize its a new fangled Colt revolving rifle. It holds 5 rounds, and you open it to find 2 have recently been fired, leaving you with a total of 7 rounds


 * Preacher dumps the spent shells and reloads the two chambers.
 * Preacher pushes the cylinder back into place

<MarshlStonEd> * Done. <Preacher> ...and stands, checking around the rear corner of the building before approaching the main drag and taking a hesitant glance. <MarshlStonEd> * You return to the backside of the pony express office and peer around the corner <MarshlStonEd> roll cognition <MarshlStonEd> You notice far in the distance by the cactus patch a couple of jackalope standing silently still near the cactus patch, most likely looking for food to scavenge.


 * Preacher bends down and removes the shirt of the dead lawman.

<MarshlStonEd> * We last left preacher standing over the split-sculled corpse of one of the texas rangers. He is positioned behind the Pony Express building on the verge of a steep decline into a large cactus patch, in which a couple of roving jackalopes can be seen. <Preacher> ? what would be inside the buidling my back is to? <Preacher> ((gotcha)) <MarshlStonEd> what do you mean, the pony express office? <MarshlStonEd> you observed the main room a week and a half previously.


 * Preacher removes the dead lawman's shirt, then drags his corpse around to where the blood from the head wound will flow out ore into the decline.
 * Preacher heads away from the site a ways, trying to find an incline to watch the jackalope's movement.

<MarshlStonEd> you remove his gore-covered shirt and drain some of the blood from his forehead by positioning him over the ledge. <MarshlStonEd> * The only thing higher than you right now are the buildings <Preacher> ?can i get the body up the side of the pony express fairly quietly? ie: is there enough stuff piled up slongside it? <MarshlStonEd> not at all <MarshlStonEd> it would be difficult to climb up it yourself, but you can try


 * Preacher doesn't bother, instead taking the shirt with him.

<MarshlStonEd> * You make off with the dead rangers black collared shirt


 * Preacher heads away from the side of the building, into the brush or behind a small dune.

<MarshlStonEd> There's no brush, only sand dunes and cacti down the hill <MarshlStonEd> and the nearest dune is behind the lone star office across the street <Preacher> ((lone star?))


 * Preacher goes that way then, sneaking in the thunderclaps.
 * Preacher puts on the shirt and duster before moving.

<MarshlStonEd> ((oops...:P)) <MarshlStonEd> Sherrif <MarshlStonEd> f <MarshlStonEd> * You want to cross the street?


 * Preacher checks the street first, turkey peaking when the rain is loud enough.

<MarshlStonEd> * You peer out around the corner into the street that divides the two buildings, stepping around the large pool of blood and rainwater and dont see anyone outside who might spot you


 * Preacher moves across almost immediately after the next flashes of lightning, trying to use the tricks of light to his advantage.

<MarshlStonEd> * You speed across the street and onto the blank brown-wood and stone side of the sherriffs office. <Preacher> ?are the jackalope investigating? <MarshlStonEd> * No sign of them yet, the corpse lies about 20 yards away at the far side of the other building <Preacher> ((ed?)) <Preacher> ((=) ))


 * Preacher waits and listens.
 * Preacher waits, watches, and listens.

<MarshlStonEd> how long do you plan to wait?


 * Preacher is waiting until the jackalope get at the corpse to make his next move. If something interrupts before then, he will react accordingly, he thinks, clutching the rifle in his grip.

<Preacher> ((run on sentences!)) <MarshlStonEd> * It takes about 12 minutes, but eventually a big paw reaches out from around the back of the pony express office and it starts to claw lightly at the corpse seeming to test it. <Preacher> ((wtf??))


 * Preacher tenses, straining his eyes to see.

<MarshlStonEd> ((what confuses you?)) <Trax> ((Probably the size of the paw?)) <Preacher> ((a paw suddenly comes from around the side of the building i can't see? That's crazy!)) <MarshlStonEd> ((...)) <MarshlStonEd> ((wha??)) <Preacher> is it like a jackalope paw? <MarshlStonEd> Yeah, you're standing looking at a building, and a paw reaches out from the back to grab at the corpse <MarshlStonEd> Yeah <Preacher> or a guiant monster paw <MarshlStonEd> its exactly like a jackalope paw <Preacher> lol <Preacher> ok


 * Preacher waits and watches.

<MarshlStonEd> * After a moment it decides the animal is dead and sticks its claws into him, dragging the corpse quickly through the sand <MarshlStonEd> ((animal = guy)) <MarshlStonEd> ((which is a distinction a jackalope cares not to make. :P)) <Preacher> ?dragging it to where?


 * Preacher gets a bead on the jackalope with the rifle.
 * Preacher sets mode: +o MarshlStonEd

<MarshlStonEd> * You assume its pulling it back down the hill <Preacher> ?don't jackalopes attack willy nilly if startled? <MarshlStonEd> ((no, they only attack willy nilly if you run out of wind))


 * Preacher lets them do their work, watching and listening to the outpost for signs of movement.

<MarshlStonEd> * The corpse disappears as the Jackalope pulls it away...nothing happens.