Adventure Twisted Side Story - CRAZZZZY RAT AND HIS CAST OF

[Carthrat]

"Is it favourable?" replies Carthrat, eagerly..

[Anastasia]

"Yeah...I just hope you like being cold, Rat. The augury pointed towards Alaska, USA. It's more than that, of course, but that's the gist of it."

[Carthrat]

Carthrat shrugs. "I'm used to it. I'm just glad Alaska isn't part of the US mainland. No way I'd want to go there anytime soon."

[Anastasia]

"Huh?" Rachel expresses, "Did something happen in the US?"

[Carthrat]

"Yes."

Carthrat does not elaborate.

[Anastasia]

Rachel does not press the issue.

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You exit out of the building, taking another insane path to the first room and then out.  You encounter no other persons, perhaps your luck is recovering.  When you get to the van, Diane lays in the back while Rachel drives and you sit in the passager seat.

The drive back is quiet and peaceful, as is getting home.  You soon go to bed, exhaused from the past day's short sleep.

OOC: Do you have anything you want to do in the gametime's morning or early afternoon, Rat?

[Carthrat]

Carthrat goes shopping for suitable clothing for a cold environment.

Namely, buying thermal wear, thick jumpers and coats, and doing some needlework on his cloak to make it more heat-retaining.

Oh, and in any remaining time, starting blueprints on a Chill Syphoner.

OOC: Whoo, silly would-be D&D stats on Chill Syphoner-

During hot weather, deals 1d6 cold damage.
During temperate weather, deals 2d6 cold damage.
During cold weather, deals 4d6 cold damage.

The weapon itself syphons slow molecules out of the air and brings them to almost absolute zero; then focuses them into a freezing burst of icy doom. It tends to freeze off peoples limbs.

Materials Required- Difficult to obtain, but obtainable by a Normal Person in a few days if they look hard.

[Anastasia]

You spend the next morning shopping for suitable cold weather wear. You find it easily enough, without any annoying complications, (Barring the needlework, which you plan to do when you get back) as well as about a third of the parts for the cold machine.

Just as you head back to the car you borrowed, bags in hand, you feel a familiar tingle on the back of your neck, the sort of tingle that says "Oh shit...".  Out of pure instinct, you dive to the side, causing what looks to be a laser tear away a good chunk of the concrete you were standing on.  You whip around, dropping the bags you have as you see what fired at you.

What looks to be a cross between a flying cannon and a mini airplane made of metal is homing in on you. It is about fifteen feet from you, and is making no discernable sound.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat swears, loudly and audibly. The English police would do no good; they didn't carry firearms, so they wouldn't bail him. Firing a gun would attract attention, and that's bad, so..

Laser. Lasers are made of light. Light reflects off everything. There weren't any mirrors about, but if Carthrat could find something with a high enough refractive index..

So, Carthrat looks for shiny stuff, madly dodging all the while.

[Anastasia]

There are car windows that gleam in the sunshine...as you dodge another laser beam that does more damage to the street, you see a large SUV with a big, shiny back window a good ways down the street.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat beings sidestepping across the street, trying to position himself between the lasergun thing and the window.. and then ducking at the last second.

That was the problem, light travelled instantaneously. In truth, lasers were shockingly difficult to implement. *Energy* wasn't so hard, but a Laser.. ugh.

[Anastasia]

You duck frantically as it lines up with you. The beam misses you and hits the window, reflecting back at the thing. It hits the thing in the side, sending a shower of sparks at it rips open it's side.

The machine falls with a clunk and does not move after that.

[Carthrat]

Not particularly interested in carting the thing around with him, Carthrat rallies himself, grabs his bags, and gets in the car to head back to the house..

[Anastasia]

You escape away before the cops or the media arrive, leaving the non functioning robotic thing behind.

---

When you get back, you find Rachel is watching the news. As you half feared, you see a video of the robotic laserspewing thing on the TV, before a police officer comes and removes the reporter.

"Carthrat?" she asks,  her glance at the TV and in a question. "Did another one of those mechanical things come after you?"

[Carthrat]

"Unfortunately, yes. There were people around this time, but I don't think anyone got a good look at me."

Carthrat glances at the screen.

"This is really gettin' old. How long 'till we leave?"