death tribble

Can I take on Cygnia and post something cute ?
 
Yes, yes I can !
 

Then why did you write """?
 
(And it's just as funny the other way: http://dangerousminds.net/comments/life_imitates_comedy_spinal_tap_uncannily_anticipated_black_sabbaths )

Cat stationmaster Tama mourned in Japan, elevated as goddess
 

Mafia in Australia: Major drug trafficking group linked to senior politicians, investigation revealsUnknowingly, of course, but still interesting.

indicator condoms
 
I am surprised this hadn't been thought of before.

practical astronomy

Byron Barton is the Boil. His ability to cause pimples to grow didn't seem that useful until he was supercharged with a host of other minor villains. Now he can force a boil to grow until it pops which can wound normal people with the expanding of their skin under the pressure.
CES

The mysterious Bloodwater is the first of The Ten Plagues. He can change his own body to a bright red liquid. Also, his touch poisons the blood of anyone he touches. Rumor has it that he was once an angle responsible for the first plague of Egypt. If so, he was cast out of Heaven once Jesus assend.

The Frog Father has the unfortunate talent of summoning frogs everywhere he goes.  They are his watchers, protectors, and messengers.
CES 

Ann Thrax
 
Annabelle Thackery was a brilliant gifted immunologist working for the DHS's Chemical and Biological Defense Division (CBD) working with modified biological developing counter agents when a heavily modified version of anthrax acquired by the sentinels from a VIPER research nest.
 
when VIPER  counter attacked the lab  to reacquire the samples no one was expecting it.  equally  when they tried to breach the secure Vault that the  explosion caused by the VIPER blaster cannon would result in the samples being mutated. nor that  Annabelle would be exposed to  the spores and she would survive the exposure and emerge with strange new powers.
 
Annabelle was gone and now she was ANN THRAX able to produce fast acting toxic spore clouds that can kill man and beast alike.

Robert "Bob" Belza was an accountant working for ARGENT. One day, while searching an old wearhouse own by the criminal corporation for assets, he stumbled on to old Professor Bundy's matter transported pod. After he triped over a power cord, he stumbled into the pod, and it activated. To make matters worse, it was still contaminated with fly dna. Emerging from the pod changed, he became Belzabud, Lord Of The Flys.

L Marcus has a tree surgeon. and a two surgeon and a one surgeon......

Those of you who are observant will have noticed a distinct lack of my presence for the last week. Those of you with powerful powers of recollection will have twigged that this is the time of year that my mother is in the capital for a week.
So I have been pushing her around in a wheelchair.
We went onto the river as it was one of the things that she wanted to do and travelled from Parliament to Tower Bridge and back. One of the added bonuses of this was locating and seeing the memorial to the Battle of Britain pilots which is on the riverbank. Had a nice meal close to Waterloo station and visted the Anchor pub which has been on the site for over 400 years.
Got a good view of Victoria street as I pushed her in the chair all the way from the station past Westminster Abbey and Parliament.
We visited two of the biggest and most expensive stores in London, Harrods and Selfridges. This allowed for the purchase of Turkish delight, gluten free chocolate and candy. The latter got a return visit to allow for a lunch in the restaurant on the 5th floor (sixth to the Americans) which has a nice view over the skyline.
Victoria station had an pop up ice cream shop which allowed for ice cream to be bought and consumed.
The Taste of London ran on Saturday and we went there to have food and drink like octopus. As my mother had a VIP ticket she got a free glass of champagne and easier access to toilet facilities. It also allowed me to park her in one place and go backwards and forwards to get food and drink.
Went to Kent to see my cousin on the Sunday and saw the Shard up close. It is huge. My cousin and family were the recipients of the gluten free chocolate and candy. They have a birds nest under the eaves where you can see baby housemartins which was nice.
My mother expressed a desire to see the Queen's greengrocers Fortnum and Mason so we went there and got some small goodies.
All in all it was a nice trip with just a little bit of rain.

Those of you who are observant will have noticed a distinct lack of my presence for the last week. Those of you with powerful powers of recollection will have twigged that this is the time of year that my mother is in the capital for a week.
So I have been pushing her around in a wheelchair.
We went onto the river as it was one of the things that she wanted to do and travelled from Parliament to Tower Bridge and back. One of the added bonuses of this was locating and seeing the memorial to the Battle of Britain pilots which is on the riverbank. Had a nice meal close to Waterloo station and visted the Anchor pub which has been on the site for over 400 years.
Got a good view of Victoria street as I pushed her in the chair all the way from the station past Westminster Abbey and Parliament.
We visited two of the biggest and most expensive stores in London, Harrods and Selfridges. This allowed for the purchase of Turkish delight, gluten free chocolate and candy. The latter got a return visit to allow for a lunch in the restaurant on the 5th floor (sixth to the Americans) which has a nice view over the skyline.
Victoria station had an pop up ice cream shop which allowed for ice cream to be bought and consumed.
The Taste of London ran on Saturday and we went there to have food and drink like octopus. As my mother had a VIP ticket she got a free glass of champagne and easier access to toilet facilities. It also allowed me to park her in one place and go backwards and forwards to get food and drink.
Went to Kent to see my cousin on the Sunday and saw the Shard up close. It is huge. My cousin and family were the recipients of the gluten free chocolate and candy. They have a birds nest under the eaves where you can see baby housemartins which was nice.
My mother expressed a desire to see the Queen's greengrocers Fortnum and Mason so we went there and got some small goodies.
All in all it was a nice trip with just a little bit of rain.

Those of you who are observant will have noticed a distinct lack of my presence for the last week. Those of you with powerful powers of recollection will have twigged that this is the time of year that my mother is in the capital for a week.
So I have been pushing her around in a wheelchair.
We went onto the river as it was one of the things that she wanted to do and travelled from Parliament to Tower Bridge and back. One of the added bonuses of this was locating and seeing the memorial to the Battle of Britain pilots which is on the riverbank. Had a nice meal close to Waterloo station and visted the Anchor pub which has been on the site for over 400 years.
Got a good view of Victoria street as I pushed her in the chair all the way from the station past Westminster Abbey and Parliament.
We visited two of the biggest and most expensive stores in London, Harrods and Selfridges. This allowed for the purchase of Turkish delight, gluten free chocolate and candy. The latter got a return visit to allow for a lunch in the restaurant on the 5th floor (sixth to the Americans) which has a nice view over the skyline.
Victoria station had an pop up ice cream shop which allowed for ice cream to be bought and consumed.
The Taste of London ran on Saturday and we went there to have food and drink like octopus. As my mother had a VIP ticket she got a free glass of champagne and easier access to toilet facilities. It also allowed me to park her in one place and go backwards and forwards to get food and drink.
Went to Kent to see my cousin on the Sunday and saw the Shard up close. It is huge. My cousin and family were the recipients of the gluten free chocolate and candy. They have a birds nest under the eaves where you can see baby housemartins which was nice.
My mother expressed a desire to see the Queen's greengrocers Fortnum and Mason so we went there and got some small goodies.
All in all it was a nice trip with just a little bit of rain.

In an Indiana Jones-esque pulp hero game, this:
 
Peter (aristocrat and amateur historian): We're in a maze and you want to take on the Minotaur?!  Wasn't that thing kind of like a demigod?
 
Riley (great white hunter and adventurer):  Just imagine how good it's head would look on my trophy wall!
 
Peter: You're missing the point!  What happens if you can't kill it with mundane weapons?
 
Pongo (intelligent gorilla and... porter, actually):  There are many legends regarding the Minotaur, but there's only one that brings a Greek god into it...
 
(The Minotaur appears and Riley - with some help from the rest of the group - guns it down)
 
Riley:  Help me cut off its head, would ya?
 
Peter:  *sigh*  So I guess THIS one didn't come by way of divine intervention.
 
Pongo:  Doesn't mean the next one WON'T, though...
 
Peter:  Next one?

Corruption Comes Calling, Part 2:
 
Actually one other thing prior to the main adventure.  Shadowboxer had inherited a house (left to him by Paddy McGinty prior to his disappearance in the 1920s), and has uncovered evidence that the past owner wasn't above dabbling in things magical and occasionally best left not-dabbled-in.  Being tired after a day of moving his stuff in, he ordered a pizza.  A while later, the pizza delivery guy calls to say he can't find the house, and Shadowboxer steps outside to see the driver two doors down, looking confused, so SB flags him down.
Delivery driver:  Where the heck is your house?!
Shadowboxer:  Right there.  (points)
Delivery driver:  Oh!  Geez, yeah, the number's right there.  Don't know how I missed it.
 
After discovering that his mail also hasn't been delivered for the past few days...
 
Shadowboxer:  Looks like I'm going to need a PO box.  Is anybody on the team having trouble finding the house?
GM:  Nope.  Of course, you had actually invited each of them there.
Shadowboxer:  So the only people that know about the house are myself and the other superheroes...
GM:  And possibly the lawyer, since he was technically in charge of the house for years...
Malarky:  And Bob, the pizza guy.
 
Maker finally gets some info on the battlesuit and learns that key components were provided by DT Enterprises. 
 
Maker:  Wait, wasn't there something about DT Enterprises in the news?  (grabs the printout)  Yeah, Gerald Donner, the retired CEO of DT Enterprises was with that missionary group whose bodies were found in Nicaragua! 
Honey Badger:  Donner, party of four, your table is ready.  (pause) Donner, party of three, your table is ready.
 
Meanwhile, PI Jack Black (Shadowboxer's secret ID) is hired by a woman who came home from visiting family in Phoenix to find that her home was trashed (though no valuables were taken) and she can't locate her husband.  He pursues the normal angles, checking into possible marital or financial problems (and learns the guy's dad and grandfather both had gambling problems but thus far the missing guy hasn't).  While walking through the house with the case file, the picture he was given of the guy drops to the floor, and Nexus picks it up, triggering a vision. 
 
GM:  You're in what looks to be a meat locker, with a line of hooks hanging from a track on the ceiling.  Side of beef, side of beef, dead body, side of beef...
 
The body is of the butcher.  She also sees the guy in the picture cuffed to a chair, getting questioned by members of the Corrupted.
 
Anti-Pope:  Now, Howard, my son, surely you know something about the things your grandfather stole from the Rondale estate.  Think hard - a small copper bowl and a black-handled knife?
Howard:  Noooo... Don't know anything about them... (whimpers)  Please, don't hurt me...
Anti-Pope:  Oh, don't worry about me, Howard.  When I get frustrated, I don't get angry.  (nods toward Father Hook and Inquisition)  My friends get angry for me.
Inquisition:  (sits down facing of Howard)  You know, confession is good for the soul.  Why don't you step into my office?  (stares at Howard for a bit, and then Howard starts to scream)
 
Nexus learns that the group is also looking for a mask and a book.
Archbishop:  I've tried to locate the book, without success.  It must be magically shielded, otherwise I'd at least get a general direction.
Anti-Pope:  We must have the book.  If necessary, we can make a new knife, new bowl, even a new mask.  But without the sigils and incantations, we can't perform the ritual.
Archbishop:  Couldn't we just ask the Masters to give us the sigils and incantations?
Anti-Pope:  Do you want to go to them and say we've failed at our task?
Archbishop:  No, Anti-Pope, of course not.
Inquistion:  (stops staring at Howard and looks up at Anti-Pope)  He really doesn't know what happened to the knife and bowl. 
Anti-Pope:  (shrugs) Then go ahead and have fun with him.  But make sure he's still alive when we leave.  (Reaches into a pocket and pulls out a small device)  I'll just leave a little calling card for our playmates.  (The device disappears, and Howard twitches)
 
Triptych (a freaky-looking guy with three faces on one head) runs in to say that he's located the mask, in a small art gallery on Newbury Street, and the Corrupted leave.  After the vision ends...
 
Pops:  (OOC)  Anti-Pope?!
GM:  (OOC)  That was the name on the picture.  I was initially going to change it, but then I gave him teleportation powers.  So he's kinda like the Anti-Pops, and I figured Anti-Pope was close enough.
 
Nexus gathers the rest of the heroes and describes her vision.  With Nexus' permission, Circe uses Telepathy to replay and view the vision in Nexus' mind to see what details she can find.
 
Pops:  That's gotta be a lot of fun for Nexus.  Bad enough to sit through it the first time, but now she gets to watch it again.
Shadowboxer:  You can even rewind and replay individual bits over and over.  Or do a slow-motion replay.  (imitates a long, drawn-out scream of terror from Howard)
 
Having seen the butcher shop name on the butcher's apron, they go there first to try and rescue Howard and maybe catch the Corrupted before they leave.  (Nexus doesn't know if the vision was past, present, or future.)  Unfortunately, the Corrupted have already left, but Howard is still there, thrashing in pain.  As they watch, the palm of his right hand begins to blister. 
 
Honey Badger:  Didn't his mom tell him that would happen if he didn't stop playing with himself?
 
Maker quickly rewires her x-ray goggles so Pops can use them to locate and then teleport out the device that Anti-Pope had teleported into Howard's head.  (As soon as it appears on the floor, the tiny device explodes with a loud "POP!")  Circe then establishes telepathic contact with Howard.  In his mind, he's in a medieval torture chamber.  It takes a while (and pretty much all of Circe's cumulative Mental Illusions), but she eventually breaks the illusion.
 
GM:  I think Circe owes Maker a beer.
Circe:  Why?
GM:  If she hadn't thought to get that device out first... well, it was set to go off as soon as the Mental Illusion was broken.  You've never been inside someone else's mind at the moment they died.  No telling what would happen to you.
 
The team decides that Inquisition really needs to get taken down hard.
 
Pops:  I'm telling you, mentalists are evil.  They need to be put down, every last one of them.
Circe:  Wait, what about me?  Am I going to end up in a car trunk?
Pops:  Both you and Inquisition.  Gonna get a little cramped in there.
 
After doing what they can for Howard, the heroes rush to the art gallery to confront the Corrupted.  Using Shadowboxer's ability to see and listen through shadows, they determine that there are 7 villains there:  Anti-Pope, Archbishop, Inquisition, Father Hook, Triptych, Unholy Warrior, and Warnun.  Unholy Warrior has a bladed chain wrapped around the neck of the gallery owner as the others search the gallery for the mask.  The heroes start making their plans, and as they're doing so Shadowboxer notices that Father Hook has stopped searching and is looking around like something is wrong.  Realizing that they're losing the element of surprise, the team teleports in.
 
Before Maker can use her EMP to shut down Warnun's battlesuit, the villainess blasts Nexus unconscious (to -1 STUN) with her autoblaster.
 
GM:  (OOC)  Huh, I didn't think an 8d6 energy blast would be that rough.
Pops:  (OOC) I think it was the AP and Autofire that did it.
 
Honey Badger:  Did I see that? (rolls) That ***** is gonna die, because she just triggered my Enraged.
 
Honey Badger proceeds to beat Warnun unconscious, while the other heroes discuss getting him back with the battle plan.
 
Pops:  You know, Maker pretty much took her out of the fight.  There are more important fish to fry.
GM:  And hence why Enraged is a Disadvantage.  Or a Complication, or whatever you want to call it.
 
As the heroes and villains battle, the Archbishop's turn comes up.  He looks at the fight unfolding... then chuckles and goes back to searching for the mask.
 
Circe:  (OOC)  Really?!  He figures we're that small of a threat?!  (IC) Listen, mister, you're facing the Boston Area Super-Heroes, and you're about to get BASHED!
Honey Badger:  I thought it was the Boston Union of Super Heroes.  Then we're BUSH, and we can say Mission Accomplished.
Malarky:  I kinda liked New England Super Team.
Nexus:  No, then we'd be NEST.  People might think we're related to VIPER.
Anti-Pope:  Excuse me?  Is this really the appropriate time to pick a team name?  I thought we were having a battle here.
Honey Badger:  You shut up!  We're get to you in a minute.
Anti-Pope:  (smirks)  Very well, carry on.
 
Shadowboxer grabs Inquisition with his shadow, which puts the hero just in front of Anti-Pope.
 
Anti-Pope:  I must say, I'm surprised that you so-called superheroes would go around killing innocents.
Shadowboxer:  What innocents?  And who said anything about killing anybody?
Anti-Pope:  (nods at Honey Badger)  Him, for one.  As to the innocents...
(His eyes roll back slightly, and suddenly the villain's face looks like that of a terrified person.)
Anti-Pope:  Please, dear God, you've got to get us free!  The things they're making us do!  They're trying to...
(his eyes roll back again, and his face once again takes on its self-assured look)
Anti-Pope:  That's enough, Gerald.  Don't want to give them too much information, do we?
Shadowboxer:  Wait, you're Gerald Donner?  (looks at the other villains)  And they're the rest of the missionaries?
Anti-Pope:  (smiles malevolently)  In the flesh, so to speak.  But by all means, kill us all.  As the commercial says:  Go ahead, we'll make more.
 
Anti-Pope teleports Circe away, and she finds herself in a darkened clothing store.
 
Circe:  So, how much do I owe Anti-Pope for getting me out of there?  Would a money transfer be okay?
Pops:  Too bad he didn't teleport you in the other direction, the store next door is Cartiers.  You could have picked up some jewelry while the rest of us are getting our butts kicked!
 
Circe makes her way outside and starts flying over the building so she can get back into the art gallery through the smashed front door.  Meanwhile, Father Hook goes all-out, boosting his STR to 70 and punching Pops through a wall, into the clothing store. 
 
Pops:  (to Circe)  If you'd just waited, you could have come back through this handy door I just made.
 
On his second try, Malarky manages to use his Wee Bit Pissed spell to make Anti-Pope drunk.  Since the spell uses a small bottle of alcohol as a spell component:
 
Malarky:  (mimes chugging the tiny bottle, then rolls enough to finish the Transform)  (IC)  Ha!  You shouldn't be hitting the sacrificial wine so hard!  (OOC) Then I chuck the bottle at him. (IC) Take that, you bastard!
 
The villain's judgement impaired and seeing just as many villains down as heroes, Anti-Pope decides to teleport his teammates away.  But the alcohol makes him overlook Inquistion in the rush to leave.

"That's enough pillar talk from the two of you!"

The last couple of sessions of Black Crusade, which I have been too busy to write up properly, and therefore forgot the context of half the quotes. Also, it's the remainder of the Dark Heresy scenario Damned Cities so expect spoilers.

Digna - Heretek who still passes as an investigator for the Adeptus Mechanicus
Lord-Captain Daniels - dissolute Rogue Trader
Eniek - corrupt surgeon with a talent for warpcraft
Skerrit - mutant precog and cartomancer

The Judiciary Evandus Idrani, Seventh of his Name - The former governor, now hopeless insane thanks to a curse set on him by the PCs
The Judiciary Evandus Idrani, Eighth of his Name - His son, who helped.
Xabius Khan - Chief Enforcer for the Sinophian nobility - a corrupt thug
Marshal Skarman - Head of the small contingent of Arbites on Sinophia, who deal with crimes against the Imperium, not little things like murder.
Fihad Constantine - Skarman's helpful adjutant and liaison officer.
The Rag King and Queens - Leaders of the Sinophian criminal underclass

The Obsidian Resolve, carrying thousands of Imperial Guard troops that they evacuated from Cauldron, has returned to Sinophia and received a daemonic visitation that bade them search for the rest of the unnatural mirror fragments, in return for knowledge and power.

Daniels: The new governor made it abundantly clear that he appreciated everything we did, and that he wanted us all to go away and be appreciated elsewhere.
Digna: And now we're back.
GM: With thousands of troops, no less.

A ticking clock is introduced - at the edge of the system, the Imperial starship Ignacia has arrived, bearing Inquisitorial investigators - apparently the Imperium is quite concerned about Digna's reports about mind control of the former Governor. I wonder why. It will reach planetary orbit within the week. The name Ignacia does lead to some conversation about homoeopathic macrocannon batteries, but it can't be helped.

How to find the other mirror fragments? Perhaps summon a daemon to find them wherever they may be hidden in Sinophia's wretched capitol?

Digna: Fleshhounds of Khorne can actually hold an idea in their heads for more than five seconds.

At least the new Governor seems to handling the position well, even if he DID participate in the ritual that drove his father insane with paranoid hallucinations.

Digna: Compliment him on the smooth transition of power
GM: Yes, the planet hasn't completely collapsed into chaos. Yet.

They dress to match the fashions of the nobility - Skerrit is dressed as the comedic relief.

Skerrit: Giant Afro.
Digna: Don't bounce around too much – wig comes off, tail comes out, and the next thing you know we're burning down the building.

Skerrit: Nobody expects the clown to be the ninja, right?

Distractions, regarding an old and often hilariously bad cartoon called SilverHawks

Digna OoC: Tally Hawk had two buttons - Go out and Be Awesome, and Come Back And Stop Showing Us Up.
Peanut Gallery: And a dial
Digna OoC: Yeah. For setting the level of Awesome.

Digna OoC: That's my next Black Crusade character – a Mumm-ra rip-off

The heretics summon up a minor warp entity of cursed red fire and send it off in pursuit of the nearest mirror fragment. It returns clutching somebody's arm, the hand still clutching the mirror fragment. Oddly enough, the bearer of the arm appears to have been dead for some time. Even more worrisomely, news soon reaches the party that some daemonic force chewed through the security at the former governor's mansion, and slaughtered the governor.

Digna: Can we get a quiet word to the current governor that 'It Wasn't Us'?
GM: If this WAS the son covering his tracks, he's botched it. A truly successful assassination won't be recognised as such.
Digna: It probably wasn't us … although it DID happen the night we summoned a daemon

Digna: 'We didn't knowingly have anything to do with this'

Eniek: Compose yourself – these deaths have nothing to do with what you did.
Evandus Junior: I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING
Eniek: Keep telling yourself that. Just keep in mind – when the Inquisition arrives, we are more frightening the they are.

Evandus Junior: If the Inquistion come after me, I swear I'll take you down with me.
Eniek: … Quite. That's a nice thought, isn't it?

The Governor hasn't been the only victim, either. While the PCs were gallivanting off to Cauldron, two other nobles and an offworlder moneylender have been horribly killed as well. This latest death is the last straw - the nobility are fully prepared to blame the poor quarters of Sinophia for these assassinations, and firebomb the tenements so as to impress the Inquisition with their zeal. The PCs already know another mirror fragment is in the position of the government's chief enforcer, Xabius Khan, in the form of a medal he was awarded for excellent service in the brutalising civilians department. Time for Digna to charm her way into the mildewed hall of records, to research making a duplicate of the medal, and, as it happen, stumble across not only another mirror fragment, but clues as to which noble houses might have more. Apparently Marshall Skarman of the Adeptus Arbites has been making similar inquiries - and that Augury Skerrit cast months ago did imply that SOME agent of the law was up to no good. They all just thought it was Khan. Who, admittedly, was also up to no good. Digna runs into Skarman and a posse of his Arbites on the way out, and enjoys a nicely paranoia-inducing conversation. And then she runs into him again, at the gate.

Door Security: But sir... I just let you into the building!
Marshal Skarman and Digna: ...Wot.

Cue the reveal that the Skarman she met inside was a psychically disguised zombie master. Ghastly revenants go after the lords and ladies of the capitol, while the fake Skarman gets quite upset that Digna beat him to the mirror fragment in the hall of records, but eventually gets his head blown off by Skerrit, which won't help with IDing him. The zombies all appear to be mutants - or, perhaps, were mutated after death?

GM: Admittedly they probably didn't have all these bullet-holes, either.

Off to the ominous tower now occupied by the Arbites - the heretics are by now aware that it was built by Erasmus Haarlock, a very ill-omened character indeed, and who supposedly vanished decades ago. It's also nearly certain that the mirror fragments were looted from the tower after Haarlock's disappearance. There is no way in hell that this is a good thing. Still, going up there to talk shop with the Arbites' forensics officer, and drop a few hints to incriminate Xabius Khan, can't go wrong.

Digna: Although I do not wish to speak ill of the man, his somewhat extravagant lifestyle may be curbed by an increased Imperial presence.

Fihad Constantine also expresses his concerns about his superior, who hasn't been sleeping well - but adds that there have been a number of suspicious deaths rumoured among the ruling underclass as well.

Costantine: As you said yourself, ma'am – I don't wish to speak ill of my superiors.

Eniek: It may not be warpcraft – changes in pressure from the storm may affect the humours and addle the mind of those in stressful positions.

Skerrit: It looks like somebody else is after the shards.
Digna: This is a good thing. We let them collect the rest of the shards, then hit THEM. It makes our job easier.

Time to arrange a meet with the Rag Kings and Queens. Happily, the PCs are now so intimidating, that it's not that difficult.

Eniek: I wish this meeting to be expedited -
Fixer: Wot?
Daniels: He's having trouble dumbing down the language.

Eniek: And when they stare past my lenses they can see there's no eyes.

Eniek: Evidently to become a Rag King you need a lose an arm.

The three criminal overlords - a former torturer, and her associates a slab of muscle, and the Loanfather himself, confirm that a number of the lesser Rag Kings have been killed. And they're actively alarmed at Eniek's query about mirror fragments, since some of them were known to have 'scrying mirrors' and the like. There's still one who does - time to race off and try to beat the zombies there. Too late - the attack is under way. Happily, Digna has built herself a cyborg brute, with a giant combat drill for an arm. The carnage is indescribable.

Digna: We'll send Mr Bubbles in first – it's kind of what he's built for.

Digna: Mr Bubbles – activate Little Sister Protection Protocol One. Of course there isn't a sister yet. I need to kidnap a small child and transform her.

A debate over whether the enemy are mutated zombies, or zombified mutants.

Digna: So zombie takes precedent over mutant. It's important to make these distinctions.

GM: Well, the head sort of comes off under the sheer centrifugal force. WHIRR TEAR RICOCHET BOUNCE BOUNCE BOUNCE
Small Boy: I want one of those, Mommy!

There's also one last noble suspected of having a mirror. Being heretics, they don't particularly care what happens to her, even if it kicks off rioting in the streets (ESPECIALLY if it kicks off rioting in the streets), but do place her under surveillance so they can track the zombies back to their base.

Digna: Eh - She's lived a long life.
Eniek: If we were acolytes of the Inquisition we'd be worried by this.
Digna: If we were acolytes she'd be 'sacrificed in the greater good of getting to the bottom of the problem.'

Digna: It's really hard for an Inquisitor to get the answers he wants when people are dying all over the place.

Time to frame Marshal Skarman for all these murders and Warpcraft, incriminate Khan at the same time, get all the mirror fragments, and watch the city burn. Off to Haarlock's tower, where the Arbites are currently trying to deal with the rioting in the streets, and demand Adjutant Constantine get Skarman and Enforcer Khan to the tower right now. While they're waiting, Eniek and Digna poke around Skarman's personal quarters, and find a hidden stairway leading up to room with warpcraft symbols engraved into the floor, and two mirrors - one smashed. How terribly convenient.

Marshal Skarman: What does that have to do with me?
Digna: Nothing – but that now you make a convenient scapegoat. *paralyse his larynx*

Khan shows up to, and reacts predictably when he realises Digna knows about his smuggling associations, etc, and already has a second 'interrogation chair' set up next to the unfortunate Skarman. Unfortunately for Skarman, Eniek and Digna have so radically altered their own bodies with warpcraft and cybernetics that bolt pistol rounds just bounce off.

Digna: If you're quite done – please take a seat
Eniek: Please inform Arbite Constantine that the gunshots were a misfire.
Daniels: All twelve shots.

Digna 'interrogates' Khan enough to get all the confessions she needs to incriminate both of them, and then ensures they both 'unfortunately expire'. She then lets Constantine know the good news he's getting a promotion to Marshal.

And then they can reassemble the mirror, and start negotiations with the entity trapped inside.

Digna: Don't taunt the daemon. 'Why, will it kill me?' No, it's tacky.

Roman coin bank

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