Oooh Crap Pt. 2
Oooh Crap Pt. 2
Outnumbered at least 20-30 (or more) to 1, wounded, fighting to protect Colin at all costs, determined to take out as many hostiles as possible and to go down fighting. The very essence of a Questor.
At least for now, this is Quentyn's finest hour. He stands as tall as his namesake.
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At least for now, this is Quentyn's finest hour. He stands as tall as his namesake.
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We are NOT surrounded.....this is a "target rich" environment!
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Well, Quentyn seems to have the whole 'glorious last stand' part of heroing down pat.
Let's just hope that this isn't his 'final exam'.
I have heard this sort of situation referred to as a 'GoTH scenario' (Go To H#ll). You try to get your back against something solid, put something sharp and pointy between you and the enemy, and try to take as many with you as you can.
Sidenote: wouldn't all that fighting have made a lot of noise? shouldn't somebody peek in on "the boys" to find out what's going on?

Let's just hope that this isn't his 'final exam'.

I have heard this sort of situation referred to as a 'GoTH scenario' (Go To H#ll). You try to get your back against something solid, put something sharp and pointy between you and the enemy, and try to take as many with you as you can.

Sidenote: wouldn't all that fighting have made a lot of noise? shouldn't somebody peek in on "the boys" to find out what's going on?
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It's a big place, the walls are thick and muffle sound well, there's a thunderstorm outside and it's only been about a ten to twenty seconds since the rats first crawled out of the closet.... maybe two or three minutes since Quentyn went a round with Squidge. Plus, as will be revealed, the rest of the house is having problems of its own.
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I'm starting to wonder if they aren't some sort of anti-lux creations. Current particle theory would dictate that, however rare, there would have to exist an antiparticle for the force mediator for lux (tenatively dubbed the 'luxon' in a previous topic). That would explain why they want lux, as anhiliating it in small quantities might produce massive amounts of raw energy which they could use to sustain themselves.
Or they could just be generic evil shadow-beings.
Or they could just be generic evil shadow-beings.

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Ah-hah! Thought as much. The kid -did- ring the bell, remember? And no one's come to check. So the guard will arrive to save the household, thanks to Irons and that crazy sword acting like a lovesick elephant?RHJunior wrote:It's a big place, the walls are thick and muffle sound well, there's a thunderstorm outside and it's only been about a ten to twenty seconds since the rats first crawled out of the closet.... maybe two or three minutes since Quentyn went a round with Squidge. Plus, as will be revealed, the rest of the house is having problems of its own.
I dunno - at this point, I'm not sure the guard will get there in time. Methinks Quentyn is going to pull the proverbial rabbit out of his hat and save the day, or at least contribute greatly toward solving this mess. He is still swinging, after all, both literally and figuratively.
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There's always the possibility that the "rats" will vanish when the guards show up, leaving nothing but a scared boy, a bleeding Questor, and dart holes in the walls. Imagine the stories that might be fabricated out of that.
"Dispite careful and expensive searching, no rodents of mass dis-luxion were found..."

"Dispite careful and expensive searching, no rodents of mass dis-luxion were found..."

For some reason that just gave me a mental image:
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Colin: "But Quentyn, what about the R.O.U.S.'s?"
Quentyn: (looking smug, back to closet) "Rodents of Unsual Size? I don't think they exist.
*rats flood out of the closet*
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Colin: "But Quentyn, what about the R.O.U.S.'s?"
Quentyn: (looking smug, back to closet) "Rodents of Unsual Size? I don't think they exist.
*rats flood out of the closet*
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Nope, RH said that the rest of the house had problems too, so that eliminates the idea of it being an illusion.UncleMonty wrote:There's always the possibility that the "rats" will vanish when the guards show up, leaving nothing but a scared boy, a bleeding Questor, and dart holes in the walls. Imagine the stories that might be fabricated out of that.
"Dispite careful and expensive searching, no rodents of mass dis-luxion were found..."
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Ah, but I didn't say it was an illusion...Squeaky Bunny wrote:Nope, RH said that the rest of the house had problems too, so that eliminates the idea of it being an illusion.UncleMonty wrote:There's always the possibility that the "rats" will vanish when the guards show up, leaving nothing but a scared boy, a bleeding Questor, and dart holes in the walls. Imagine the stories that might be fabricated out of that.
"Dispite careful and expensive searching, no rodents of mass dis-luxion were found..."

Now here is a REALLY nasty concept... where in town would the rats REALLY like to get to?
<Waits the 60 seconds it should take max for anyone familiar with the strip to get this....>
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Ok, so the question is, how complex are the emergency shutdown proceedures for the Luxfont?
Of course, if they could do that, then they probably would have by now... that thing has got to be gaurded 6 ways to Sunday... it is THE linchpin of their infastructure. It also would be well warded (but the rats would go through wards like a hot knife through butter I should think...
<Waits the 60 seconds it should take max for anyone familiar with the strip to get this....>
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Ok, so the question is, how complex are the emergency shutdown proceedures for the Luxfont?
Of course, if they could do that, then they probably would have by now... that thing has got to be gaurded 6 ways to Sunday... it is THE linchpin of their infastructure. It also would be well warded (but the rats would go through wards like a hot knife through butter I should think...
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Okay, the Lady is (unknowingly) doing the worst thing possible under the circumstances.
On the other hand, someone should remind the rats of the first rule I was taught before camping:
Never get between a mother and her cubs.
The rats thought a well armed Questor was trouble?
Wait till mommy gets through with them
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On the other hand, someone should remind the rats of the first rule I was taught before camping:
Never get between a mother and her cubs.
The rats thought a well armed Questor was trouble?

Wait till mommy gets through with them

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You can fool some of the people all of the time
And all of the people some of the time
But you can't fool all of the people all of the time.
And all of the people some of the time
But you can't fool all of the people all of the time.