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"Good evening, Miss." Starchild says. "I didn't figure I needed a costume for this meeting, I mean... "He says, starting to second-guess his decision...Gravitas makes her way to the rear entrance, giving a nod to the others when she sees them. "Hello boys," she says casually, trying to keep her tine light to help mask her internal unease.
"Battle-garb, or the lack thereof, was optional, according to our host," Gravitas responds, seeking to put the young man's obvious fears to rest."Good evening, Miss." Starchild says. "I didn't figure I needed a costume for this meeting, I mean... "He says, starting to second-guess his decision...
"Underdressed, in need of a haircut, we'll sort it out," says Double Devil. "Where's our friendly neighborhood sensei?"David follows behind Double Devil into the dojo. He looks for a clear spot on the floor, sets down his board and sits on it. He looks bemusedly at Double Devil. "Am I underdressed for this little shindig?", he asks, before taking a drink of his soda.
"Underdressed, in need of a haircut, we'll sort it out," says Double Devil. "Where's our friendly neighborhood sensei?"
"Preparing a little welcome snack" says Red Trident right on cue. "Welcome all to my humble dojo. My name is Evan. Please help yourselves to some snacks. I have water and tea available. Please remove your shoes if you plan on walking on the mats."
"Did you try the buttermilk biscuits?"'Apologies for my tardiness', said the Genie stepping through the door. His disguise, if you could call it that, was woefully inadequate for its intended purpose, consisting of a large shapeless raincoat, and a beanie hat which covered his bald head but not his blue skin.
'I happened upon a building not too far from here apparently run by an ex-soldier. Sandman, Cinders or something like that. His staff are very loyal; they refused to tell me where he is, and kept insisting I share some of their rations! But I must confess, this chicken *is* delicious', he added taking a bite of a large drumstick.
'Have you devised a plan to flush out our foes yet?', he asked.
"But on the bright side we don't know any less, either," says Double Devil."I'm afraid we don't know any more than we did yesterday, Genie.", David says.
Gravitas makes a mental note to avoid the mats. She has some of the tea, and opts to hold off on the cheese danish she brought along in her belt pouch."Preparing a little welcome snack" says Red Trident right on cue. "Welcome all to my humble dojo. My name is Evan. Please help yourselves to some snacks. I have water and tea available. Please remove your shoes if you plan on walking on the mats."
"Oh, it's definitely fishy," she responds in agreement, then adds, "a paranoid soul might speculate that it was designed to draw people like us out.""Hey, have any of you asked yourselves WHY these thugs sent holograms to do a criminal's job? I mean, with those kind of resources, couldn't they jhave ust hired more muscle? Maybe I'm barking up the wrong tree, here but it seems fishy to me. What do you guys think?"
Hopefully they're just here to have a few beers at the bar, she muses to herself. If they wind up causing trouble while were here... hell of a coincidence.the relative quiet outside is broken by the sounds of half a dozen motorcycles entering the lot. Just based on the low thrumming sound alone, these are certainly big Harley's. Their headlights sweep across the front window of the dojo as they make their way over to park in front of Whistling Dixie.
ooc do any of them appear to be wearing any "colors", or gang insignia? Is there anything "off" about them,to David's observation? Also, does the sound of motorcycles correspond to the apparent number of bikes we see
"I'm starting to hope some of those guys are holograms", David says, pulling his mask from a pocket on his backpack and pulling it over his face. He begins to take off his shirt and pants, revealing his costume beneath. He shoves his "civilian" clothes (t-shirt, jeans and sneakers) hastily into his backpack.
ooc are the lights in the dojo on or off?
Double Devil looks out the window and remarks, "Hey, that shirtless oaf in the sleeveless biker jacket must be seven feet tall. Something tells me those guys are up to no good. But we didn't come here to bust biker heads, did we?"
"I eat my carrots every day and take night-vision lessons from a cat I know.""Say, Double D, how did you know about tall, dark and gruesome next door?"
Pointing at Gravitas, Double Devil says, "She's the brains of this outfit. I'm the looks, you're the heart, and Big Blue is the wild card.""And more importantly, does anyone have any ideas about finding our quarry? Because I sure don't."
"Please tell me you didn't get that from TV Tropes," Gravitas responds. "Also, you forgot our host, who also rocks the Old Scratch motif."Pointing at Gravitas, Double Devil says, "She's the brains of this outfit. I'm the looks, you're the heart, and Big Blue is the wild card."
"Maybe we can lure him out into the open. I nominate Starchild to go on the evening news and challenge him to a showdown.""Please tell me you didn't get that from TV Tropes," Gravitas responds. "Also, you forgot our host, who also rocks the Old Scratch motif."
"On a more serious note, while I can think tactically, none of my powers are particularly useful in terms of investigative work. In other words, no, I have no idea yet how to track down the person responsible for what's happening."
Is this bar a regular biker hangout as far as Evan knows?