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PoeWolf at 00:06, 12 April 2023

2023-04-12T00:06:13Z

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	\|Poses=:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''~~\<~~br~~\>~~The problem with near-instantaneous transport outside of normal space is that despite ones best efforts, making a mixed technological/magically constructed wormhole that skims dimensional reality as a shortcut can also attract attention.~~\<~~br~~\>\<~~br~~\>~~No matter how many wards and protections you put on them, something powerful might take an interest in breaching those protections.~~\<~~br~~\>\<~~br~~\>~~Tonight, Lex Luthor is busy handling Light business and has just opened up a tunnel from the Nexus, heading for the African continent to check on some operations in the warsuit...		\|Poses=:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''<br>The problem with near-instantaneous transport outside of normal space is that despite ones best efforts, making a mixed technological/magically constructed wormhole that skims dimensional reality as a shortcut can also attract attention.<br><br>No matter how many wards and protections you put on them, something powerful might take an interest in breaching those protections.<br><br>Tonight, Lex Luthor is busy handling Light business and has just opened up a tunnel from the Nexus, heading for the African continent to check on some operations in the warsuit...

	:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''~~\<~~br~~\>~~Elsewhere: There's not many entitites that travel by close-earth dimensional travel. The Traveller itself know what -it- feels like, so curiosity is enough to kill felines but does satisfaction bring Daemon's back? That after all, is not It. And because it's not It, but feels like it, through the shadows and the half-formed shapes of the underworld it latches on with a leap to the energy surge, attaching to the undercarriage of whatever -that- actually is. ~~\<~~br~~\>\<~~br~~\>~~Will the suit pick up on a hitch-hiker? Most likely, although what it would make of it is not something that Askante can fathom. Do sensors pick up anything? If they do, they might sense a cloud of ectoplasm that's surprisingly clingy, or ... who knows what.		:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''<br>Elsewhere: There's not many entitites that travel by close-earth dimensional travel. The Traveller itself know what -it- feels like, so curiosity is enough to kill felines but does satisfaction bring Daemon's back? That after all, is not It. And because it's not It, but feels like it, through the shadows and the half-formed shapes of the underworld it latches on with a leap to the energy surge, attaching to the undercarriage of whatever -that- actually is. <br><br>Will the suit pick up on a hitch-hiker? Most likely, although what it would make of it is not something that Askante can fathom. Do sensors pick up anything? If they do, they might sense a cloud of ectoplasm that's surprisingly clingy, or ... who knows what.

	:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''~~\<~~br~~\>~~To Lex, travel in the wormhole is near instant, so there is no time for him to even register the intruder as he exits the exit point somewhere on the African continent.~~\<~~br~~\>\<~~br~~\>~~Then, a mental alert goes off, and Lex is suddenly flying off the platform, arms stretched out and ready to use palm projectors as he looking for the target of the alert.		:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''<br>To Lex, travel in the wormhole is near instant, so there is no time for him to even register the intruder as he exits the exit point somewhere on the African continent.<br><br>Then, a mental alert goes off, and Lex is suddenly flying off the platform, arms stretched out and ready to use palm projectors as he looking for the target of the alert.

	:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''~~\<~~br~~\>~~And that sudden obedience to the laws of physics, is enough to slingshot the hitchhiker out from underneath where it clung and across the warehouse, colliding with the far wall and skittering like greased lightning into the shadows. Something large but thin and probably somewhat confusing to the man inside the advanced-tech suit, as magic and physical sensors argue with a reality that wants to argue with the mind inside.~~\<~~br~~\>\<~~br~~\>~~ People see what they want to see, when looking at Askante - currently, that could be just about anything. It definitely was wearing a wild west duster though, and a stetson, which only now is falling to the floor, upside down in the dust.		:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''<br>And that sudden obedience to the laws of physics, is enough to slingshot the hitchhiker out from underneath where it clung and across the warehouse, colliding with the far wall and skittering like greased lightning into the shadows. Something large but thin and probably somewhat confusing to the man inside the advanced-tech suit, as magic and physical sensors argue with a reality that wants to argue with the mind inside.<br><br> People see what they want to see, when looking at Askante - currently, that could be just about anything. It definitely was wearing a wild west duster though, and a stetson, which only now is falling to the floor, upside down in the dust.

	:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''~~\<~~br~~\>~~The green and purple suit just hovers there, palm projectors aimed at... whatever it is. <<What are your intentions?>> Multiple scenarios had run through Lex' mind at once, most being dismissed outright for not fitting the evidence. That left either unintentional bystanding, or trying to communicate and accidentally coming along for the ride.		:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''<br>The green and purple suit just hovers there, palm projectors aimed at... whatever it is. <<What are your intentions?>> Multiple scenarios had run through Lex' mind at once, most being dismissed outright for not fitting the evidence. That left either unintentional bystanding, or trying to communicate and accidentally coming along for the ride.

	:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''~~\<~~br~~\>~~"Intentions? I could ask you the same thing. What kind of crazy fool dips into the underworld to travel without any protections??" The voice is androgenous, slightly husky and currently incredulous. Shadows over the far side of the warehouse seem darker, oilier somehow and they move as the creature readjusts itself, perhaps. It clears its throat, stands and steps forth -- some seven foot tall and clad in the weatherproofed ancient duster, it has two hands up as it walks. But it also seems to have two hands buried in the pockets of the coat. "I'm going to get my hat back..." it informs, pointing one raised hand to the upside down stetson. "It keeps the rain out." It's very dark skinned and seems to have very stiff looking dreadlocks that hit to its middle back.		:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''<br>"Intentions? I could ask you the same thing. What kind of crazy fool dips into the underworld to travel without any protections??" The voice is androgenous, slightly husky and currently incredulous. Shadows over the far side of the warehouse seem darker, oilier somehow and they move as the creature readjusts itself, perhaps. It clears its throat, stands and steps forth -- some seven foot tall and clad in the weatherproofed ancient duster, it has two hands up as it walks. But it also seems to have two hands buried in the pockets of the coat. "I'm going to get my hat back..." it informs, pointing one raised hand to the upside down stetson. "It keeps the rain out." It's very dark skinned and seems to have very stiff looking dreadlocks that hit to its middle back.
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PoeWolf at 23:39, 11 April 2023

2023-04-11T23:39:02Z

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	\|Poses=:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''<br>The problem with near-instantaneous transport outside of normal space is that despite ones best efforts, making a mixed technological/magically constructed wormhole that skims dimensional reality as a shortcut can also attract attention.<br><br>No matter how many wards and protections you put on them, something powerful might take an interest in breaching those protections.<br><br>Tonight, Lex Luthor is busy handling Light business and has just opened up a tunnel from the Nexus, heading for the African continent to check on some operations in the warsuit...~~<br> <br>~~		\|Poses=:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''\<br\>The problem with near-instantaneous transport outside of normal space is that despite ones best efforts, making a mixed technological/magically constructed wormhole that skims dimensional reality as a shortcut can also attract attention.\<br\>\<br\>No matter how many wards and protections you put on them, something powerful might take an interest in breaching those protections.\<br\>\<br\>Tonight, Lex Luthor is busy handling Light business and has just opened up a tunnel from the Nexus, heading for the African continent to check on some operations in the warsuit...

	:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''<br>Elsewhere: There's not many entitites that travel by close-earth dimensional travel. The Traveller itself know what -it- feels like, so curiosity is enough to kill felines but does satisfaction bring Daemon's back? That after all, is not It. And because it's not It, but feels like it, through the shadows and the half-formed shapes of the underworld it latches on with a leap to the energy surge, attaching to the undercarriage of whatever -that- actually is. <br><br>Will the suit pick up on a hitch-hiker? Most likely, although what it would make of it is not something that Askante can fathom. Do sensors pick up anything? If they do, they might sense a cloud of ectoplasm that's surprisingly clingy, or ... who knows what.~~<br> <br>~~		:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''\<br\>Elsewhere: There's not many entitites that travel by close-earth dimensional travel. The Traveller itself know what -it- feels like, so curiosity is enough to kill felines but does satisfaction bring Daemon's back? That after all, is not It. And because it's not It, but feels like it, through the shadows and the half-formed shapes of the underworld it latches on with a leap to the energy surge, attaching to the undercarriage of whatever -that- actually is. \<br\>\<br\>Will the suit pick up on a hitch-hiker? Most likely, although what it would make of it is not something that Askante can fathom. Do sensors pick up anything? If they do, they might sense a cloud of ectoplasm that's surprisingly clingy, or ... who knows what.

	:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''<br>To Lex, travel in the wormhole is near instant, so there is no time for him to even register the intruder as he exits the exit point somewhere on the African continent.<br><br>Then, a mental alert goes off, and Lex is suddenly flying off the platform, arms stretched out and ready to use palm projectors as he looking for the target of the alert.~~<br> <br>~~		:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''\<br\>To Lex, travel in the wormhole is near instant, so there is no time for him to even register the intruder as he exits the exit point somewhere on the African continent.\<br\>\<br\>Then, a mental alert goes off, and Lex is suddenly flying off the platform, arms stretched out and ready to use palm projectors as he looking for the target of the alert.

	:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''<br>And that sudden obedience to the laws of physics, is enough to slingshot the hitchhiker out from underneath where it clung and across the warehouse, colliding with the far wall and skittering like greased lightning into the shadows. Something large but thin and probably somewhat confusing to the man inside the advanced-tech suit, as magic and physical sensors argue with a reality that wants to argue with the mind inside.<br><br> People see what they want to see, when looking at Askante - currently, that could be just about anything. It definitely was wearing a wild west duster though, and a stetson, which only now is falling to the floor, upside down in the dust.~~<br> <br>~~		:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''\<br\>And that sudden obedience to the laws of physics, is enough to slingshot the hitchhiker out from underneath where it clung and across the warehouse, colliding with the far wall and skittering like greased lightning into the shadows. Something large but thin and probably somewhat confusing to the man inside the advanced-tech suit, as magic and physical sensors argue with a reality that wants to argue with the mind inside.\<br\>\<br\> People see what they want to see, when looking at Askante - currently, that could be just about anything. It definitely was wearing a wild west duster though, and a stetson, which only now is falling to the floor, upside down in the dust.

	:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''<br>The green and purple suit just hovers there, palm projectors aimed at... whatever it is. <<What are your intentions?>> Multiple scenarios had run through Lex' mind at once, most being dismissed outright for not fitting the evidence. That left either unintentional bystanding, or trying to communicate and accidentally coming along for the ride.~~<br> <br>~~		:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''\<br\>The green and purple suit just hovers there, palm projectors aimed at... whatever it is. <<What are your intentions?>> Multiple scenarios had run through Lex' mind at once, most being dismissed outright for not fitting the evidence. That left either unintentional bystanding, or trying to communicate and accidentally coming along for the ride.

	:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''<br>"Intentions? I could ask you the same thing. What kind of crazy fool dips into the underworld to travel without any protections??" The voice is androgenous, slightly husky and currently incredulous. Shadows over the far side of the warehouse seem darker, oilier somehow and they move as the creature readjusts itself, perhaps. It clears its throat, stands and steps forth -- some seven foot tall and clad in the weatherproofed ancient duster, it has two hands up as it walks. But it also seems to have two hands buried in the pockets of the coat. "I'm going to get my hat back..." it informs, pointing one raised hand to the upside down stetson. "It keeps the rain out." It's very dark skinned and seems to have very stiff looking dreadlocks that hit to its middle back.~~<br> <br>~~		:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''\<br\>"Intentions? I could ask you the same thing. What kind of crazy fool dips into the underworld to travel without any protections??" The voice is androgenous, slightly husky and currently incredulous. Shadows over the far side of the warehouse seem darker, oilier somehow and they move as the creature readjusts itself, perhaps. It clears its throat, stands and steps forth -- some seven foot tall and clad in the weatherproofed ancient duster, it has two hands up as it walks. But it also seems to have two hands buried in the pockets of the coat. "I'm going to get my hat back..." it informs, pointing one raised hand to the upside down stetson. "It keeps the rain out." It's very dark skinned and seems to have very stiff looking dreadlocks that hit to its middle back.
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:'''{{#var:10052|Askante (10052)}} has posed:''' Elsewhere: There's not many entitites that travel by close-earth dimensional travel. The Traveller itself know what -it- feels like, so curiosity is enough to kill felines but does satisfaction bring Daemon's back? That after all, is not It. And because it's not It, but feels like it, through the shadows and the half-formed shapes of the underworld it latches on with a leap to the energy surge, attaching to the undercarriage of whatever -that- actually is. Will the suit pick up on a hitch-hiker? Most likely, although what it would make of it is not something that Askante can fathom. Do sensors pick up anything? If they do, they might sense a cloud of ectoplasm that's surprisingly clingy, or ... who knows what. 

:'''{{#var:92|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:''' To Lex, travel in the wormhole is near instant, so there is no time for him to even register the intruder as he exits the exit point somewhere on the African continent. Then, a mental alert goes off, and Lex is suddenly flying off the platform, arms stretched out and ready to use palm projectors as he looking for the target of the alert. 

:'''{{#var:10052|Askante (10052)}} has posed:''' And that sudden obedience to the laws of physics, is enough to slingshot the hitchhiker out from underneath where it clung and across the warehouse, colliding with the far wall and skittering like greased lightning into the shadows. Something large but thin and probably somewhat confusing to the man inside the advanced-tech suit, as magic and physical sensors argue with a reality that wants to argue with the mind inside. People see what they want to see, when looking at Askante - currently, that could be just about anything. It definitely was wearing a wild west duster though, and a stetson, which only now is falling to the floor, upside down in the dust. 

:'''{{#var:92|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:''' The green and purple suit just hovers there, palm projectors aimed at... whatever it is. <<What are your intentions?>> Multiple scenarios had run through Lex' mind at once, most being dismissed outright for not fitting the evidence. That left either unintentional bystanding, or trying to communicate and accidentally coming along for the ride. 

:'''{{#var:10052|Askante (10052)}} has posed:''' "Intentions? I could ask you the same thing. What kind of crazy fool dips into the underworld to travel without any protections??" The voice is androgenous, slightly husky and currently incredulous. Shadows over the far side of the warehouse seem darker, oilier somehow and they move as the creature readjusts itself, perhaps. It clears its throat, stands and steps forth -- some seven foot tall and clad in the weatherproofed ancient duster, it has two hands up as it walks. But it also seems to have two hands buried in the pockets of the coat. "I'm going to get my hat back..." it informs, pointing one raised hand to the upside down stetson. "It keeps the rain out." It's very dark skinned and seems to have very stiff looking dreadlocks that hit to its middle back. 
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	\|Poses=:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''~~\<~~br~~\>~~The problem with near-instantaneous transport outside of normal space is that despite ones best efforts, making a mixed technological/magically constructed wormhole that skims dimensional reality as a shortcut can also attract attention.~~\<~~br~~\>\<~~br~~\>~~No matter how many wards and protections you put on them, something powerful might take an interest in breaching those protections.~~\<~~br~~\>\<~~br~~\>~~Tonight, Lex Luthor is busy handling Light business and has just opened up a tunnel from the Nexus, heading for the African continent to check on some operations in the warsuit...		\|Poses=:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''<br>The problem with near-instantaneous transport outside of normal space is that despite ones best efforts, making a mixed technological/magically constructed wormhole that skims dimensional reality as a shortcut can also attract attention.<br><br>No matter how many wards and protections you put on them, something powerful might take an interest in breaching those protections.<br><br>Tonight, Lex Luthor is busy handling Light business and has just opened up a tunnel from the Nexus, heading for the African continent to check on some operations in the warsuit...

	:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''~~\<~~br~~\>~~Elsewhere: There's not many entitites that travel by close-earth dimensional travel. The Traveller itself know what -it- feels like, so curiosity is enough to kill felines but does satisfaction bring Daemon's back? That after all, is not It. And because it's not It, but feels like it, through the shadows and the half-formed shapes of the underworld it latches on with a leap to the energy surge, attaching to the undercarriage of whatever -that- actually is. ~~\<~~br~~\>\<~~br~~\>~~Will the suit pick up on a hitch-hiker? Most likely, although what it would make of it is not something that Askante can fathom. Do sensors pick up anything? If they do, they might sense a cloud of ectoplasm that's surprisingly clingy, or ... who knows what.		:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''<br>Elsewhere: There's not many entitites that travel by close-earth dimensional travel. The Traveller itself know what -it- feels like, so curiosity is enough to kill felines but does satisfaction bring Daemon's back? That after all, is not It. And because it's not It, but feels like it, through the shadows and the half-formed shapes of the underworld it latches on with a leap to the energy surge, attaching to the undercarriage of whatever -that- actually is. <br><br>Will the suit pick up on a hitch-hiker? Most likely, although what it would make of it is not something that Askante can fathom. Do sensors pick up anything? If they do, they might sense a cloud of ectoplasm that's surprisingly clingy, or ... who knows what.

	:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''~~\<~~br~~\>~~To Lex, travel in the wormhole is near instant, so there is no time for him to even register the intruder as he exits the exit point somewhere on the African continent.~~\<~~br~~\>\<~~br~~\>~~Then, a mental alert goes off, and Lex is suddenly flying off the platform, arms stretched out and ready to use palm projectors as he looking for the target of the alert.		:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''<br>To Lex, travel in the wormhole is near instant, so there is no time for him to even register the intruder as he exits the exit point somewhere on the African continent.<br><br>Then, a mental alert goes off, and Lex is suddenly flying off the platform, arms stretched out and ready to use palm projectors as he looking for the target of the alert.

	:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''~~\<~~br~~\>~~And that sudden obedience to the laws of physics, is enough to slingshot the hitchhiker out from underneath where it clung and across the warehouse, colliding with the far wall and skittering like greased lightning into the shadows. Something large but thin and probably somewhat confusing to the man inside the advanced-tech suit, as magic and physical sensors argue with a reality that wants to argue with the mind inside.~~\<~~br~~\>\<~~br~~\>~~ People see what they want to see, when looking at Askante - currently, that could be just about anything. It definitely was wearing a wild west duster though, and a stetson, which only now is falling to the floor, upside down in the dust.		:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''<br>And that sudden obedience to the laws of physics, is enough to slingshot the hitchhiker out from underneath where it clung and across the warehouse, colliding with the far wall and skittering like greased lightning into the shadows. Something large but thin and probably somewhat confusing to the man inside the advanced-tech suit, as magic and physical sensors argue with a reality that wants to argue with the mind inside.<br><br> People see what they want to see, when looking at Askante - currently, that could be just about anything. It definitely was wearing a wild west duster though, and a stetson, which only now is falling to the floor, upside down in the dust.

	:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''~~\<~~br~~\>~~The green and purple suit just hovers there, palm projectors aimed at... whatever it is. <<What are your intentions?>> Multiple scenarios had run through Lex' mind at once, most being dismissed outright for not fitting the evidence. That left either unintentional bystanding, or trying to communicate and accidentally coming along for the ride.		:'''{{#var:92\|Lex Luthor (92)}} has posed:'''<br>The green and purple suit just hovers there, palm projectors aimed at... whatever it is. <<What are your intentions?>> Multiple scenarios had run through Lex' mind at once, most being dismissed outright for not fitting the evidence. That left either unintentional bystanding, or trying to communicate and accidentally coming along for the ride.

	:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''~~\<~~br~~\>~~"Intentions? I could ask you the same thing. What kind of crazy fool dips into the underworld to travel without any protections??" The voice is androgenous, slightly husky and currently incredulous. Shadows over the far side of the warehouse seem darker, oilier somehow and they move as the creature readjusts itself, perhaps. It clears its throat, stands and steps forth -- some seven foot tall and clad in the weatherproofed ancient duster, it has two hands up as it walks. But it also seems to have two hands buried in the pockets of the coat. "I'm going to get my hat back..." it informs, pointing one raised hand to the upside down stetson. "It keeps the rain out." It's very dark skinned and seems to have very stiff looking dreadlocks that hit to its middle back.		:'''{{#var:10052\|Askante (10052)}} has posed:'''<br>"Intentions? I could ask you the same thing. What kind of crazy fool dips into the underworld to travel without any protections??" The voice is androgenous, slightly husky and currently incredulous. Shadows over the far side of the warehouse seem darker, oilier somehow and they move as the creature readjusts itself, perhaps. It clears its throat, stands and steps forth -- some seven foot tall and clad in the weatherproofed ancient duster, it has two hands up as it walks. But it also seems to have two hands buried in the pockets of the coat. "I'm going to get my hat back..." it informs, pointing one raised hand to the upside down stetson. "It keeps the rain out." It's very dark skinned and seems to have very stiff looking dreadlocks that hit to its middle back.
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