Precisely, Marcus.... Angels and demons are not exempt from my--er, these traps....
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Grimm takes the Stone from its resting place in the case, and tosses it into the air near his head, which begins to orbit....
Um.... From this point on.... We'd better let Yingzen search for and disable the many alchemical traps I--er, Flamel....set to protect the Philosopher's Stone from would-be thieves....
Craft (alchemy) succeeds! Dr Grimm knows which configuration represents the Philosopher's Stone, and makes it so on the door.... With a deep groan of stone grating on stone, the vault is opened....
MBs ate a huge dice-heavy post for the black tentacles.... Of 12 nosferatu in the AoE, 7 are grappled for damage.... Of 15 werewolves in the AoE, 14 are grappled for damage....
Before Koran: Dr Grimm burns his wish to cast black tentacles on a mob of nosferatu and werewolves! (Per player's Facebook PM to the DM)
He's not talkin' about the good wasted....
I'm sure they don't....
Not that it's any of your bees wax, but I'm just looking for something I left down here a long time ago, okay? Now, why don't you guys all run along and leave us to our business, eh? Aren't they expecting you at a Goth club or the set of the latest Twilight movie?
Initiative Vampires and werewolves in France? Who woulda thunk it.... I guess it hasn't changed that much since I was Flamel....
Dr Grimm takes the reel titled The King in Yellow and notices a small symbol or sign scrawled under the title, which he instinctively avoids looking directly at.... He drops the reel into his backpack. Dr Hoffmann and I will really f@&~ this film up back in the chem lab.... We'll dunk it in some acid and light it on fire....
Wonder if they'd follow us into Le Catacombs?
Finally, after about an hour of roaming the labyrinthine streets and allies of Paris, Grimm brings the FOs to a dark, dank stairway in the office of a Metro station that leads to a padlocked door.... Koran, if you'd be so kind as to hammer that lock offa there.... Grimm points at the padlock....
Huh? Oh, yeah.... Yeah, of course.... The Philosopher's Stone.... S*&*! Where have I been leading them the last ten minutes?.... Gotta get my head on straight.... Wish I'd filled my flask up with some blood of Christ or something before we left The Vatican....
This wasn't here when I was Flamel.... But I think I know exactly where to go.... Follow me, Fierce Ones.... Dr Grimm twitches spasmodically for a second, then strides off to the east, down the Champs-Élysées, toward the heart of Paris....
To Paris, Professor!
Well, when in Rome.... Grimm kisses the Ring....
Woah.... I really just felt something when I smooched the Pope's ring.... Like I've been granted a favor or something....
Wait a second.... I wonder if the Philosopher's Stone is still in that vault under Paris where I....where Nicolas Flamel left it?
Bottoms up.... Grimm quaffs the solution.... The formulative events of his life flash before his eyes.... I am two beings within the same body.... Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde.... The bestial, brutal Mr Hyde can do things that would be impossible for the polite Dr Jekyll.... The animal strength.... The pure adrenaline.... Then a moment of spacious nonexistence.... I have discovered the Philosopher's Stone.... I have relearnt the secret that was lost with the death of my ancestor.... King Midas.... I can turn lead into gold! This has made me one of the richest men in Paris.... But it has also made me a target.... Others want to know Nicolas Flamel's secrets.... Others hunger for the recipe to make the lustrous gold.... Then another intermission..... Everything I touch turns to gold.... This is not a gift.... It's a curse.... My descendants will build the Maze on Crete that would be the minotaur's lair.... I am King Midas of the Golden Touch.... And then a return to the present....
Me? Really?.... People actually nominated me for Lord Mayor?.... Huh.... Well, I'll have to think about it.... Um, no.... Thanks, but no....
He reminds me of the Oompa-Loompas from the Chocolate Factory....
Grimm seeks out Kate and dances with her, twirling her around and kissing her often....
Dr Grimm nods in agreement with Radsworth, and takes another drink from his bottle of Jack Daniels....
From what Solomon and Al have told me, the Order of the Elder Sign has had an idea that Cthulhu would rise again on Winter Solstice of 2012 for a long time.... At least since the early 1930s.... The order itself was originally founded by a group of scientists, professors, and occultists attached to Miskatonic University in Arkham, Massachusetts, back in 1934.... Over the decades, various dedicated members kept the order going, passing on a growing body of evidence, secret case studies, and eldritch lore to carefully selected successors.... I was recruited only a few months before the s$&! hit the fan, so I really only know what Solomon and Al have told me....
We never really stood a chance against the first wave.... Who could see that coming? I mean, besides those of us at Pandora's Box.... And even we didn't know where or how it would happen....
Grimm looks at the mecha plans over Levinson's shoulder, half-drunken bottle of Jack Daniels in hand.... So.... Mr Cox.... Did you work at the Pentagon prior to Cthulhupollooza?
Sees the bigger, badder Koran, and looks up at the giant, whistling in amazement.... You've grown a lot since I last saw you, big boy!
Will save Wow.... How does he dance....like....that..... Grimm falls silent, completely ignoring Kate to gawk in amaze at Kailin as he pirouettes and jigs to his own lively accompaniment....
Shouldn't we let the Parliament People and the other survivor groups know that their vampire troubles are over? Or let 'em figure it out after no more attacks come the next few nights?
Wow! Our very own WWII German U-boat!.... How are we gonna sail this thing back to the States? Grimm takes a stake from Kate and moves over to a coffin.... He pauses before opening the coffin lid.... Do you think these vamps were paranoid enough to booby-trap their coffins?
Not a scratch, babe.... You guys okay? Grimm scans his companions for signs of injury....
Well! That was....unexpected! Nice of them to do us the favor, I guess.... Grimm moves the rest of the way down the stairs and points the barrel of his rifle at one of the two dark arched doorways exiting the chamber. Wonder if we'll have any more coming to join the party?
Grimm chucks a precise fire bomb at one of the Nazi submachine gunners, while his third arm is busy preparing his rifle with a poisoned bullet....
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