Bard Of Roleplaying and Sillyness

Guardian: Ive met a lovely Protoworm, they cant be that bad.

Drifter, chuckling: Flesh Eel on a moon of Blood.

Guardian, cringing: Nevermind, I wish to never have that image in my mind ever again.

Drifter: Ive only seen the Blood moon afar and heard the transmission. Would drive a sane person mad.

Guardian: Good thing you aren't sane then.

Drifter: After dealing with Blue's temper for as long as I did, no man would be sane, but if you see something out there, do not go near it.

Guardian: Yeah, if I have to fight another Xol but this time in blood, I dont think I would want to.

Drifter, laughing: No you do not. Anyways, you need to hurry back. Crow was looking for you.

Guardian: Yeah yeah. *gets back into the airlock*

Meanwhile, inside...

Ghost: And that should help with the basics. *updates the computer logs for Grace* That should be the language mostly decoded.

Grace, smiling: Thats perfect, and are you sure you can't stay?

Ghost: No, if the Guardian stays here for too long, we would miss the festivities back in our time.

Guardian, dusting off hands: Alright, panels are fixed. Oh, and Germane says hi.

Grace, confused: Germane? Who is that?

Guardian: He knows about you, but other than that, I'm not going to worry you on details.

Ghost: Drifter said there were horrible creatures out past the Sol System.

Guardian, grabbing Ghost: Yeah, he didnt mean Him. Something about Possible Worm stuff and eels on blood. I'll let you know more about it later.

Grace, waving goodbye: Have a safe trip... I guess.

Rocky: Drifter sounds familiar. Statement. Big ship hauling Asteroid you dismissed. Statement.

Grace: What?!

Drifter, sighing: Why?

Guardian: Ghost and Dr. Grace are having fun and they stuck me with the rock.

Drifter: Holy shit, Ryland is Alive?!

Guardian: How do you know him?

Drifter: Listen, remember when I told you not to go beyond to system? You'll run into weird characters out there.

Guardian: You said there was things that could easily kill me!

Drifter: Oh, you havent met the big fish.

Guardian: *takes pictures in muffled space and hums Deep Stone Crypt's Lullaby while working on securing panels*

Meanwhile, inside

Ghost: So Rocky never knew about Radioactivity, relativity, or anything like that?

Grace: Yes, so thats how they unfortunately were the last one.

Rocky (eridian): I'm still unsure how radiation and energy can make one sick.

Rocky, in english: Still Unsure how make one sick. Statement.

Ghost: That I could help illustrate, if you dont mind, Mr. Grace.

Grace: Doctor, but sure.

Ghost: *begins talking in Eridian in length about how Atoms, radiation, and relativity work*

Grace: Since you can die and come back, we need you to uh... repair some of the panels outside.

Rocky: Grace n-

Ghost, interrupting: I will set a common point for easy of rezzing you.

Guardian, huffs: Fine. Only because I want a break. *goes outside*

Grace, slouches in a chair: They are a lot

Ghost: This is the first time I've seen them explain everything as well as they could. Oh also, They had a life before they were thrown into the Red War.

Grace: You seem like a better teacher than them *half hearted chuckle*

Ghost: *happy spin* I have been known as one.

Rocky: Grace needs to learn language faster. Statement.

Grace: I'm trying my best! *incredious groan*

Meanwhile

Title: Haunting Lover

Setting: Victorian Fantasy

Magic? Yes, but more Ocult than Magic

Curse? Not really

Plot: Supernatural Romance/ Comedy

ML: Duke (needs to be a military noble of some sort for this to make sense)

FL: High Noble from another culture that has high regard to Spiritual occultism

Summary:

ML and FL were married not too long ago and are having problems. He is very closed off with soft love messages, while she is cunning in her appearing with flirty ways to cause her husband to blush (even a little). They love each other and all, but due to Cultural differences, both show it in different ways. ML goes off to war (see, military) and dies.

ML's culture is that a wife waits a full three months with stages of Mourning before going to marry, the body is buried in the family cemetery, and the wife must sire an heir even if the husband is dead as she holds the family name.

Problem, no one told the FL that, so its done her way. The cultural differences cause his spirit to be bound to the house (body buried at estate), but no one can see him.

Her culture dictates that she is forever bound in matrimony to him even through death, any corpse of the family must be put on grounds, and the wife will become celibate to respect the marriage.

She runs the house pretty much as is, and ML can only interact by moving things or throwing them (poltergeist boy throwing baby tantrums). She doesn't let on that she can see him doing this. She doesn't let on she knows He had an affair until she adopts the bastard child from the bio mom.

All comes to a head when she watches him lose his mind at a cabinet meeting with the lower vasles and almost tries to kill one with a floating sword. She would probably call him out and calm him down in front of everyone, causing witchcraft allegation, which she can then explain every issue of the cultural differences and how her people can see ghosts naturally.

Could have him trying to save her from Poison only to have her stabbed or something, idk.

The Guardian is a terrible and unreliable narrator, but they always makes it fun to listen to.

Fact:

Grace, confused as hell: So You've killed what are essentially universal threats.

Guardian: Ye-well not just me. Normally we bunch up and form a fire team of six for that. There was this time where we accidentally had twelve, but- Oh, *uncaps marker* and the time I went to my own grave should be noted in here around.... here. Oops, forgot Saint's death here too.

Grace: Wait, ho- does this have anything to deal with those people on Kepler and the Nine?

Guardian, capping it again: No, that was because the Vex can time travel.

Grace, throws hands up: of course the Space Sea Monkies time travel.

Guardian: Also technically, we havent even seen the higher ups of that species.

Meanwhile, in Eridian:

Ghost: No, I am not an Artifical intelligence.

Rocky: Then explain to me how you have no Biological functions.

Ghost: I am given light and form through the Traveler and deployed by them to raise and guide Guardians.

Rocky: Ah, Guardian is a title.

Rocky: Yes, and I have to say, you catch on much more quickly to my language than most. You mentioned having to decipher things such as Worm's tongue and those things called Wish dragons. Are they not similar?

Ghost: Yes and no. While Wish Dragons can get their power from a spoke Wish, the Hive god worms get their through contract and a sort of Parasitic relationship with their host. Its unsure who benefits really, as there are only a few who have created a contract.

Rocky, humming: Interesting. You said you have data on the home world of Grace, do you mind sharing it?

Ghost: Only if you show me how to knit Xeon metal.

Meanwhile, with the humans...

Grace: Hold on, so Time paradoxes exist, you have a time traveler, and the one you fixate on harming is the one guy who tried to unravel mortality?

Guardian: No, my problem is the egocentric bastard that gave his son a Prion disease for not being a carbon copy of himself, gave his one daughter a complex, and kept the other daughter down because she was trying to teach an AI restraints through Cultural intelligence. Not to mention the way he went about it really messed with the first wave of his "experiments".

Guardian,nodding in front of a very full white board: Yep.

Grace: and the Human world collapsed due to this race called the "Fallen"?

Guardian: Eh... Eliksni, but sure.

Guardian: and you now work with a "House" of them?

Guardian: Well... them and a smuggler.

Grace: and you fought with a group of space rhinos called the-

Guardian: Hippos and the Cabal.

Grace: Who all follow similar creeds to the Roman Empire... okay, but what's with those Hive things?

Guardian: Worms, mostly. They gave power to three beings, they became buggy, started colonizing planets via basically swarm, now we have a human Hive god, dont worry about it, and she's pretty neat.

Grace, takes off glasses and pinches nose: and theres the human side of-

Guardian: Oh, forgot the Vex. Sort of like your Astrophage, as in they are alive, but they are really annoying.... sea monkeys.

Grace: I just had to deal with Rocky, geez.

Guardian: Oh, I wish we just had the Edrians. Everyone race is larger than us, sometimes of a magnitude of four.

Grace: and you guys just have magic?

Guardian: Sort of. The Light allows manipulation of Constants. *summons the several floating buddies* Void is basically the true nothingness the universe holds. Solar is heat and its applications, and Arc is Energy transfer and all of that fun stuff.

Grace: You just said light, theres more isnt there.

Guardian: Yeah... *dismisses all of the buddies* theres two domains of what we call the Dark, which are inverse powers of our light ones.... sort of

Grace: Sort of?

Guardian: Well, the darkness is more of the unseen side of reality, Gravity between self and souls and the removal of all emotional energy or physical.

Grace: But that sounds lik-

Guardian: Yeah, Void is kinda the middle ground for both of these.

Grace: Okay then, and you are-

Guardian: Okay, in application, I'm considered a Warlock. Sort of like how you are a Science guy. I can publish findings on new applications of the Light and other things like that.

Grace: How did you learn about my work?

Guardian, pointing over at Ghost: He had been working on Decoding that one's *points over to Rocky* language. He has a rough idea of sentence structure of the language due to us having to deal with the Vex and the Coral.

Grace: And you've lost me

Guardian: and thats why I used Notebooks, but I forgot that Lodi had them all! Ugh, its so frustrating.

Grace: Lodi is...?

Guardian: A human thrown out of time to our time by the Nine I mentioned earlier.

Grace: Do I have to worry about that or?

Guardian: No, we kinda have that handled.

Grace: Okay but, how did we meet?

Guardian: So, mine and Ghost's theory is we accidentally ran into your universe because of our way of traveling. It happened before with Elsie so we can probably get back...

Grace: And if you can't?

Guardian: I get to find Clovis and kill him before any stupid experiments happen

Ghost: Lifesigns seem to be coming this way.

???: *a human male steps into view along with a ball?* Oh! You, how are you here?

????: Human and floaty bit on ship without coupling, explain.

Guardian: Okay, breathable atmosphere. *pulls off helmet* I'm a Guardian, you can call me that or whatever you like. This is my Ghost.

Ghost: Pleasure to meet you. As long as you dont kill them, you'll be fine.

Grace, fixing his glasses: Uh, Hello. I'm Ryland Grace, and this is Rocky.

Rocky: *salutes* Hello.

Ghost: Wait, song style structure of language. Give me a bit, I could decode it.

Guardian: Ignore him, weird seeing a Golden Era Human this far out. I thought only Lodi was out here, but By which part of the nine brought you out here?

Grace: hold on. Golden Era Human, Lodi, the nine? What are you on about?

Guardian, watching Ghost and Rocky hum and chirp between each other: Wait, what year do you think it is?

Grace: 2026 AD, why?

Guardian: Oh the Gang are going to love this. Drifter, not so much. Uh, I think the last one was around 3400 something?

Ghost, correcting: 3504 CE as of last Dawning.

Guardian: Yeah, 3504, then again, I'm not the oldest one in my fire team, so I tend to forget these thing.

Grace, visibly pale: thats over... hold on, what about Earth? The Sun?

Guardian: Yeah, they exist. Why?

Rocky: Grace lied, statement.

Ghost: I detected more words in that sentence.

Grace, sitting down: Did your Sun have a period where it darkened?

Guardian, summoning a chair via strand: Uh, i'm not sure. I could ask Osiris, but He is currently on a date with his husband.

Grace, runs hand through hair: Okay, so... we still have eight planets, right?

Guardian: Yes, we often visit most of them for missions.

Grace: Missions? Fireteam... wait, You're part of a military instalation.

Guardian: Yes and No. Ugh, its kinda complicated. Do you have time and a white board?

Grace, gestures to the white board with several confused half questions: Be my guest.

Guardian, dozing off between mission from Kepler: *big snooze*

Ghost, reading incoming message: Huh, weird. *slows ship from FTL*

Guardian, slowly awoken and stumbles up to the front: Why are we stopping?

Ghost: A strange signal up ahead. An old human one.

Guardian, scrubs at eyes: What language?

Ghost: Thats the weird thing. Its both Human English and something else.

Guardian, looking at the screen: What in the hell? Can you establish a com link to them? The slang looks more modern than what Lodi uses.

Ghost: Hmmm, space ship should be coming into view *pauses* now.

Guardian: *scrubs eyes and squints* What in the... thats not one of ours!

Ghost: Designation as a space station with American designs! This is an artifact, yet it still runs.

Guardian: Any luck on establishing coms? *visibly excited* Maybe Lodi knows about something like this. I should get my journals!

Ghost: Communication Link established, and Looks like someone is on the other end.

Guardian: Do they have a name? *slipping on armor and checking helmet*

Ghost: Hello vessel. This is Vanguard Vessel, designation Young Wolf. Do you read me?

????: Oh! What? Humans all the way out here? How? Oh! This is the research vessel Hail Mary, currently holding two lifeforms.

Ghost: This is the Ghost of Young Wolf, also known as the Guardian. Permission to come aboard?

???: uh... hold on. *rustling* How are you coming aboard?

Ghost: If we attach to your hull via a magnetic link, we could come in via an airlock, but if you dont have that ability, we could come in by teleporting.

???: They can telleport, question. Why can Grace not teleport, question.

???: Teleport? Uh, sure.

Ghost: If you don't mind waiting a bit. We can be over there soon.

Guardian: Their ship looks a lot bigger than just one person, plus it sounded like two people... ish.

Ghost: I already told you there were two lifeforms.

Lodi: *spacing out while throwing his consciousness through time, not looking at the guardian*

Lodi's Left eye: *staring directly at the camera*

Guardian: yugh, can you fix your eye? Its staring at me.

Lodi: Huh? Oh, sorry. The Nine often look at each other through it.

Guardian: Excuse me?

I have almost been found out twice last session. One by a startle, one by damage.

Still hidden.

-sand, more sand, sand balls hucked by toddlers, water from Pails, water from hands, floating red algae, the space green algae that was also floating

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