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  1. Nov 9th, 2014 06:40 PM #1
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    It was another day in the life of Falstaff. He'd been working that day on a street downtown, performing one of his favorite acts before a varied crowd. Some minutes, it was great, lots of tips coming in – others, not so much. There was a bit of rain about an hour before the end of his day that really drove the people indoors. Earnings for the day? Average.

    Maybe tomorrow would be better. The Acanthus knew just how fickle Lady Luck could be. Would he make it better? He could. Just a little twist of Fate and Lady Luck would be on his side...

    ...ah, the questions of Hubris and Magic. These were the things that every Awakened, from the warrior-mages of the Adamantine Arrow to the jesters of the Free Council, had to consider every day.

    Falstaff got off the bus. He was a few blocks from home. As Fate would have it, the weather had finally let up, leaving nice little puddles glinting with the evening stars and streetlights.

    Preparation and entry post, please. List any equipment you are carrying, and at the end of your intro, please provide me a Perception roll.
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  2. Nov 9th, 2014 09:17 PM #2
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    Falstaff makes no effort to avoid the puddles--he likes to make a splash in life, or, in this case, to make ripples in the reflection of the moon. Luna, lunacy--the moon and madmen share a special bond. No surprise then, that the moon is so often linked to Fate as well. He thinks to moon a passing cab in tribute, but remembers all his conversations with the other Mages . . . well, not the words--because he'd of had to be listening--but the feelings of disapproval and estrangement. You can't pick your family--he tries to recall a popular proverb but fails--but you can try not to piss them off. Instead of splashing through the next puddle Falstaff steps around it. "Better to be pissed off than to be pissed on," he grumbles, before laughing at his own quip.

      It's an umbrella, not a rapier.
    Date Action Roll Result
    2014-11-09 20:56:18 Falstaff rolls 6 to Mask of Normality (Improv) = 3 (Gnosis) + 1 (Mind) + 2 (High Speech) = 6 DP (10 Again) 10, 10, 2, 3, 7, 5, 4, 9 3 successes

      Fortune's Protection
    Date Action Roll Result
    2014-11-09 20:58:16 Falstaff rolls 8 to Fortune's Protection (Improv) = 3 (Gnosis) + 3 (Fate) + 2 (High Speech) = 8 DP (10 Again) 8, 1, 4, 9, 10, 6, 9, 2, 3 4 successes

    He gets bored when he's just walking, so he likes to multitask. In this case, ask his Magic 8 Ball a question: "Does Asp love me?" He shakes it--I wouldn't bet on it, it answers. Falstaff decides to interpret that as not-a-no. He has a look around to see if there's some stranger to tell about his possibly improving love life.

      Perception: 2 suxx
    Date Action Roll Result
    2014-11-09 21:15:34 Falstaff rolls 7 to Perception: 3 (Wits) + 4 (Composure) = 7 DP (10 Again) 2, 4, 10, 8, 6, 1, 6, 6 2 successes

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  3. Nov 9th, 2014 09:37 PM #3
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    The Acanthus's puddle-splashing and Magic 8 Balling carries on, no doubt revealing Asp's truest of true loves in one simple shake of a ball. Maybe the Sentinel was just kidding about smashing him in the nuts.

    Wasn't that how girls flirted with boys on the playground, back in school?

    Falstaff, however, was more perceptive than the average bear. As he puddled, something in one of the splashes caught his attention.

    Over his shoulder, it looked almost like a non-descript fellow wearing a black peacoat and carrying an umbrella that he'd seen before he got on the bus, then on the bus, was behind him. He wasn't all up on him, but he was definitely back there...

    Ahead of Falstaff was a closed coffee shop, and an alleyway. Across the street was a diner, full of patrons.

    Please roll Wits+Occult.
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  4. Nov 10th, 2014 12:03 AM #4
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    Stranger Danger--Falstaff's first thought. He asks the 8-ball: "Am I about to die!?!" He shakes it. 'Most definitely.'

    Play it cool; play it cool, he tells himself. He considers his options:

    Coffee Shop--breaking and entering charge in wake of murder-rape.

    Dark Alleyway--brutal mugging followed by murder-rape.

    Busy Diner--mass laughter during public murder-rape.

    The options look grim for him and 8-ball. Alas, he is an actor and there is always one more option for them--acting. He pockets his Magic 8 Ball, and, as he approaches the front door of the diner . . . fakes an epileptic seizure: spit, convulsions--the whole thing . . . it seems he's back to splashing puddles.

      Fake a Seizure
    Date Action Roll Result
    2014-11-10 00:01:51 Falstaff rolls 4 to Fake Seizure: 2 (MAN) + 2 (Perf) = 4 DP (10 Again) 7, 1, 9, 6 1 success

    As he flops about in a puddle, hopefully gaining public attention and not getting murder-raped, he considers his pursuer with perfect clarity.

      2 suxx to Wits + Occult
    Date Action Roll Result
    2014-11-09 23:58:17 Falstaff rolls 6 to 6 to Wits (3) + Occult (3) (10 Again) 9, 4, 5, 8, 6, 2 2 successes
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  5. Nov 10th, 2014 12:11 AM #5
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    Falstaff hits the deck and begins to reasonably skillfully pretend he's having a seizure. Meanwhile, despite the difficulty of doing that and catching what was going on, he realizes something. It's not obvious. Not like normal, not like that regular feeling most Mages get.

    He's being Watched. Peeped At. Scrutinized. It's subtle, but the spellwork that surrounds him is being scanned nonetheless. And as perceptive as he is, he's flopping around in the middle of the street, letting it happen.

    Inside, patrons by the window began staring and making noises. One starts filming Falstaff. Another pulls their phone to their ear, a look of shock and horror on their face. A woman opened the door of the diner, looking very concerned. She had a waitress's uniform on, one of those old-school ones with an apron. "Sir...? Someone, call 911!"

    And the man who was following him was nowhere to be seen...

    ...unless Falstaff can achieve 3 sux on a Wits+Composure-3 (trying to observe whilst faking a convincing seizure).


      3 sux to stealth, 1 sux on Unseen Spy, many sux to scrutnize, other various rolls
    Date Action Roll Result
    2014-11-10 00:08:28 Mage ST rolls 9 to The Tail - Disappear (10 Again) 5, 8, 5, 3, 5, 8, 10, 1, 1, 5 3 successes
    2014-11-10 00:06:09 Mage ST rolls 6 to The Tail - WTF? (10 Again) 7, 1, 10, 3, 5, 5, 4 1 success
    2014-11-10 00:05:45 Mage ST rolls 4 to Onlookers - WTF? (Wits+Empathy) (10 Again) 5, 6, 1, 1 failure
    2014-11-09 21:40:23 [05] Mage ST rolls 6 to do something insignificant (10 Again) 3, 9, 6, 9, 5, 3 2 successes
    2014-11-09 21:40:23 [04] Mage ST rolls 6 to do something insignificant (10 Again) 3, 6, 9, 10, 4, 4, 1 2 successes
    2014-11-09 21:40:23 [03] Mage ST rolls 6 to do something insignificant (10 Again) 5, 9, 7, 8, 8, 1 3 successes
    2014-11-09 21:40:23 [02] Mage ST rolls 6 to do something insignificant (10 Again) 5, 6, 9, 3, 10, 1, 7 2 successes
    2014-11-09 21:40:23 [01] Mage ST rolls 6 to do something insignificant (10 Again) 9, 7, 2, 6, 1, 9 2 successes
    2014-11-09 21:36:06 Mage ST rolls 6 to I+S (10 Again) 1, 1, 8, 5, 3, 1 1 success
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  6. Nov 10th, 2014 12:25 AM #6
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    Backfire--he's being Mage-molested by magic eyes. He'd thought for sure the seizure act would work. What now?

    Somehow, amidst his flailing, Falstaff sees between dirty water drops.

      1 suxx to Seizure Analysis
    Date Action Roll Result
    2014-11-10 00:16:01 Falstaff rolls 4 to Wits (3) + Composure (4) - 3 (Fake Seizure) = 4 DP (10 Again) 3, 8, 4, 1 1 success

    He needs a cover for action before he makes his escape. Falstaff bounds back onto his feet, and then bows to the crowd. "Thus concludes my performance of Julius Caesar." With a flourish he holds his hand out for tips--why not?--as he considers which direction he will run like hell in.
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  7. Nov 10th, 2014 12:34 AM #7
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    The crowd stares. The man who was tailing him is gone.

    The waitress's hand finds her mouth, in that shocked 'oh my' way. "...what..."

    The little Asian kid filming him on an Android keeps filming him.

    A black guy wearing a leather jacket and jeans walks on past him, giving him a bit of a look, as sopping as he is from rolling in a puddle. There's some serious eyebrow going on before he moves on.

    Falstaff got his audience, all right...
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  8. Nov 10th, 2014 12:45 AM #8
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    No tips--and he can tell by their reactions that he'd given a sweeping performance. No matter--this crowd is keeping him alive. Obviously, Mr. Pea-Coat is shy--he's "gone," but not gone. The next step is finding him, while keeping the crowd interested. He recites some poetry by the popular California poet Tupac, while scanning about for Mr. Pea-Coat.

      Counter Peep
    Date Action Roll Result
    2014-11-10 00:41:09 Falstaff rolls 7 to [3] 7 to Perception (10 Again) 5, 9, 8, 5, 3, 2, 5 2 successes
    2014-11-10 00:40:41 Falstaff rolls 7 to [2] 7 to Perception (10 Again) 6, 7, 9, 7, 9, 6, 6 2 successes
    2014-11-10 00:40:23 Falstaff rolls 7 to [1] 7 to Perception (10 Again) 2, 1, 2, 10, 4, 7, 9, 10, 6 3 successes

    When he's finished he holds his soggy hand out again for tips. If, as 8-ball says, he's about to die, he'd like if it were to the sound of uproarious applause . . . not applause for his dying, but for his general awesomeness. He tries to will the dollar bills into his hand.
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  9. Nov 11th, 2014 03:56 PM #9
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    The crowd isn't listening to him like they would a performer. The waitress gaped at him for a long moment, then interrupted him.

    "Sir, this is a private establishment, and 911 has been called... are you sure you're all right? You want to sit down, maybe talk to the attendant?"

    One didn't just fake a seizure in a crowd and then just try to shrug it off like it was nothing. Try as he might, Falstaff couldn't see the peacoat-wearing gentleman.
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  10. Nov 11th, 2014 08:36 PM #10
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    911 . . . uh oh. It's not fair--he can't exactly tell the po-po he'd been evading a now-invisible pea-coat-wearing murderer. Straight jackets don't seem comfortable at all, although rooms with padded walls . . . "No," he answers the waitress. "I better go take my medicine so it doesn't happen again--Tourette's."

    He has to risk Mr. Pea-Coat to avoid the police--Fate is a thing on rails. He can't go home now; he might lead the man straight to where he lives . . . if he doesn't already know. This whole thinking thing is hard business. He ought to leave it to someone better suited. That's what he'll do: call Ermie, or maybe Crowley. They'd know what to do.

    He scurries off in some direction not homeward, tries to stay in lighted areas, in the sight of other people. As soon as he finds the right spot he'll call someone.
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