The Umbra: Voyage to the Cyber Realm

Wishbone crosses into the Umbra and awaits the rest of those making the journey.

*follows Wishbone*  I'm guessing I should stay with you guys.  Hopefully I won't be away from the bawn too long . . . ?

Once in the Umbra, Wishbone shifts to Crinos.  "Not if we do this right, no.  If we stay there for any length of time, it's because we screwed something up."

Jason will cross followed by Mariah.  He will look at the others, "Let's be quick about this so we can move on.  Please give me your hands or claws." He digs in his bag and pulls a long peice of string from it.  As the other put out their hands he starts to weave the strings between theirs fingers, weaving their hands together.

He starts to recite the rite "This sting bonds us as pack, one pack from many origins.  We will act as one for our missions."

Once he binds their hands together he pulls the sting tight, cutting in to the hands of everyone bound.

 
((Chops for rite and rituals retest.  Top is Jason bottom is universe))

Chops

The member 'Jason Pontecello' has done the following action : 1 masquerade, 2 masquerade, 3 masquerade

#1 'RPS' :


--------------------------------

#2 'RPS' :

**Mariah can ghost, but can't do anything  until I get a sheet and approve it.**

((Ill poke Sam to try and send it tonight))

((OOC: If we do this right, I'm hoping sheets won't come into play too much, anyway.))

Dougie follows keeping close to Wishbone.)

"Okay.  Here's the plan.  We're going to the Cyber Realm to buy something.  It's gonna be big and bright and shiny, and it's going to be full of spirits who really, REALLY want you to stay...because Gnosis is everything there, and every one of us is a walking Gnosis factory. 

I'm going to summon a guide, a spirit who knows the Cyber Realm and can take us exactly where we need to go.  Then I'll perform the Rite of Becoming to anchor us, so we can get back.  We're gonna go there, go DIRECTLY to where the item is, and negotiate for it.  Once we have it, we're coming straight back.  Do NOT get sidetracked.  I don't care HOW interesting or tempting it is, it's an attempt to trap you, and we don't have time for that.  Clear?"

"The item we are looking for is a pink hover board.  If you have seen 'Back to the Future: Part 2' you know the one.  What I know about the umbra tells me that it can be purchased at any number of shops, but we need to keep weary.  As Wishbone said there are many shiny things.  This is home turf for the Weaver so I would expect that when we get back cleansings will be the order of the day.  I will warn you now, if you start looking at too many shinnies you will get a nice long look at my smiling mug."

This is going to be interesting.

"Wish, let's do this."

Wishbone nods and leads the way towards the Anchorhead, the jumping-off point.  Once everyone is gathered, he begins to perform the Rite of Becoming.

(Chops.  First is me, second is the world.)

The member 'Wishbone' has done the following action : 1 masquerade, 2 masquerade, 3 masquerade

'RPS' :

(OOC: Ehrm...is RPS broken?)

((in attendance with pack.  let me know IC if I need to do something. otherwise I'll try to keep the post clutter down.))

((OOC: Okay.  Weird--I can't see the chops.  Shotgunning away...))

Once the Rite of Becoming is complete, Wishbone begins a second Rite, this one of summoning. 

"We need a spirit of the city...one who knows the City of the Spiders inside and out, who can take us to where we need to be.  I think I know just the spirit...and, luckily, it's not raining.  You can never get a cab when it's raining."

<< Checker Cab!  All-Knowing Cabbie!  Your fare calls to you!  The meter is running! >>

A yellow taxi cab appears about ten feet in the air, then crashes to the umbral ground in front of the gang.  The cab is futuristic looking, by the aesthetic sense of the late 1980's.  The drive is plastic and smiles broadly.  He does not blink.

" Hello hello, what's happening mates? "

Wishbone leans in.  << Thanks for stopping.  We need to get to Spider City.  Downtown Spider City.   Specifically, we need to go to a shop that sells... >>  He thinks of how to translate the description into Spirit Speech.  << ...the pink hoverboard from Back To The Future.  When it comes to knowing what's what and where is where in the city, you're the one to go to.  We want to get there, conduct our business, and leave...without any unpleasantness.  Can we do business? >>

Johnny Cab is excited to help!

" Movie shit?  Yeah, I know where you can find magic sleds, light sabers, the works.  Hell, I can probably get you a Death Star if the price is right.  We'll have to go to the Lawn Fete of Overused Cliches.  Dangerous place, but if you play your cards right, you can get whatever you need.  Hop in, hop in. "

<< Well, let's talk fare first.  I was thinking...4 Gnosis.  2 now; 2 for the return trip.  How's that sound? >>

Wishbone turns to the others.  "Oh, one thing...they don't much like Garou in Spider City.  We're gonna have to be low-key, and that means..."  He suppresses a grimace of distaste.  "...homid."

" Four Gnosis?  Now you know I wasn't born yesterday.  Actually, I'm not entirely certain I was born at all.  Did I even exist before you called me?  Existential struggle for another day, and I'll need at least fifteen Gnosis, all up front.  Just looking at you guys, I know I'm gonna need the juice just to cover my losses from trying to hide you. "

((Is the sprit speaking English?))

(Yes, '<<>>' indicates spirit speech, by local convention)

((Cool beans)). 

"You know the local spots to get the board, how much do ya think it will cost us?"

The Cab is noncommittal, " One dicker at a time, mister wolf. "

<< Gah...do we look like we're made of Juice?  Fifteen up front, and we won't have anything to pay the man when we get there!  I see your point, and a cabbie's gotta make a living...how about this.  Five now, cash up front.  Five more per month for the next two months.  You get your fifteen; we get to spread the pain out a little.  And you know my word is good when it comes to a bargain. >>

" Six now, six when I bring you back to this place. "

(OOC: Sorry guys. I would have been here for this. Had a rough day at work and then conked out when I got home. Alex was here for this. Unless the STs say different)

Wishbone nods.  << Done.  And done. >>

He turns to the pack.  "Okay, guys.  The fare is six now, six when we come back.  Taking a cab to one of the Umbral Realms isn't cheap, but it's worth it.  That's going to be one from each of us."

Wishbone produces the cup for the necessary Rite, passing it around as he begins to chant.

Jason will drop a gnosis in the cup.

Alex will drop one in as well

*offers a gnosis*

Once the cup is filled, Wishbone offers it to Johnny.

<< Your fare, o guru of gridlock. >>

" Alright kiddies, hop in and cue the Willie Wonka montage! "

The doors open.  It seems unlikely you'd all be able to fit in the cab, but such are the mysteries of faith.

*climbs in in homid*

*Alex gets in as homid form*

Wishbone likewise climbs in, awkward as ever in homid.

(God, I would usually run this in much more detail, this next sentence would usually be at least a week of board time.)

There is a sploosh of wild colors and spiderey trails, a brief sense of weightlessness, then an abrupt sense of impact.

The inside windows are fogged, but the driver mechanically and cheerily announces, " You have now left your world behind.  Welcome to the home of the Awesome! "

((OOC: Sorry about that, Brian.  Wouldn't normally try to rush a scene like this, but it's an insane month.))

"Speedy as always, Cabbie.  About how long do you think it'll take to get to the bazaar from here?"

" Its just down the road.  I parked in Fifties Monster Movie Cliches, the Eighties are just a few decades down. "

He pauses.

" I'll leave the meter running and throw cloak on till you get back.  Just say the key phrase and I'll dephase. "

He pauses again.

" The key phrase is, '[OOC: Redacted, you should have remembered it.]' "

Wishbone nods, repeats it to be sure he's got it.

"Okay.  The thing to remember here is "low key."  We CANNOT afford to make a scene.  Every Weaver spirit you could imagine lives here, and they'd all like nothing better than to deliver a pack of Garou to their bosses.  If we try to fight, we'll be swarmed under in no time.  We negotiate, we bluff if we have to, and if all else fails, we turn tail and run.  Do NOT stand and fight.  Do NOT get any delusional ideas of making a hero's stand to buy time for the rest of the pack to escape.  If you make a hero's stand, you'll probably end up getting us ALL stuck here.  If worst comes to worst, we retreat to this point and get the hell out."

He looks around.  "But it shouldn't come to that.  We're just a group of shoppers here to do a little business.  Keep that in mind, and we should be okay.  Now, is everybody ready?"

*nods*

"Yea, lets do this." He will be looking out the window, clearing a little fog if need be.))  ((What does he see.

Peering outside, you see a black and white landscape... a quiet suburban town center.  

Something like this:

"Wonderful, it's like Pleasantville out there.  Leeroy?"

"Pleasantville?  No.  Santa Mira.  Downingtown.  Rockdale."  He grins mirthlessly.  "Fifties Monster Movie cliches, remember?  Times like this, I'm glad I grew up next to a drive-through.  Let's go.  First rule: stay together."

He steps out of the cab.