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Zellgato wrote:

Tarren the Dungeon Master wrote:

I'm afraid that the transdimensional connection these boys have rigged up is rather limited. You are able to view and communicate with your doubles, but they remain in another dimension at the moment. Your opposite is a Zellgato in a world where coffee has disappeared, along with many other species of plants or animals, but it is not as bad off as World XII where Zellgato is from.

Would Zellgato make a deal with him? What kind? Then what would Z gt up to?

OH I totally thought the other Zellgato walked into the actaul room, like it was another group from another world. Whoops! As for what deal and what he'd get up to. I"ll think on that at work today.

"Did you say 'coffee'?" asks the alt-Zellgato. "You ended up on a world with coffee! Forget the games, you and I should talk."

He grins excitedly and pours whatever is in his cup into a nearby wastebasket. He looks at 'his boys,' and claps his hands. "Clear the room, gentlemen, chop-chop. On your way. Give us a little space to talk here..."

Turning his head slightly, "This world has coffee, mine did not-Though that is being worked on last I knew. Also..this is their lab not ours. How about we clear the room...? There's a cafe down the street if you prefer. Or 'we' should have an office around here. Probably, unless they needed it." he offers in rebuttel. This is not their lab to override.

"A test of wits! A little game of trivia!" says the other Zellgato. "Topics including common temporal paradoxes, transdimenional physics, Zellgato theory, etcetera!"

The boys look a little nervous.

TIlting his head a bit "You certainly area chipper Zellgato. Well, questions are fine but we shall not be operating or tearing holes, causing a paradox, at least not near their experiements. Too many unhappy entities listing around the Shuffle-pathways."[b]

Nodding at the group [b]"Up to you lot. Friendly rivalry spurs inspiration better than a real cup of fresh brewed coffee and a donut. But not everyone enjoys the pressure. How do you lot feel?"

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"Perhaps," says the other universe's Dr. Z, leaning towards the camera. "some kind of contest would be in order. Are you a betting man, Dr. Zellgato? I'd be willing to wager my boys know their transdimensional physics better than any Max's or Strivers in any other timeline."

After a coursary paranoia scan of the new Zellgato, "I see you are a fan of hyperbole and flair. I'm amicable to friendly wagers. However, given my functional luck in life. I would rather assume the best version will be the one we don't ever meet-Or more aptly, they'll probably be evil and invade us in a few years." giving a shrug as if to say to the sets in the room/across the video feed Eh. It happens

The intern takes Zellgato down to a very tiny lab. On the way, he explains, "Okay, so, it started as a joke about making a spycam small enough to record Nissa sunbathing on a single grain of sand. Someone didn't think it was funny and I was made to apologize to Nissa for joking about her, but she was all like, "Yes, I love it. It doesn't need to be a spycam, but I do need a little camera. The colour doesn't matter but make it cute."
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Leopold looks a little embarrassed, "This is Max and Striver and on the screen there you see another Max and Striver from another timeline. They have a Leopold who had almost the same idea as me. They don't have a Nissa though. We've been playing D&D but ran into a rule

"I'm rather certain regardless of intent, any camera that small is certainly a spycamera, but multiuseful. Although, I do question-does the small version record only small events, or can you perverbial zoom out?" inquiring first his Leopold, then turning to the other group for crosschecking. "How long have you been gaming?"

Zellgato raises his hand and counts down on his fingers and calls out "zero". Zellgato is idle curious if the two sets have simliar thought patterns or strongly different. Zellgatos all have had various amounts of different lives but it sounds like these sets are pretty close and not layerd over each other

Zellgato wrote:

"Oh! You're not Dr. Zell... I mean, you're a different Zellgato ..." He looks confused and delighted. "Last time it took me half an hour to explain it. Come with me to the lab and see it. It will be so much easier"

Half an hour...? BT might need to be priming their incoming better for oddities and issues. Zellgato thinks, and then follows along with the intern.

Kevin gets back to you with some helpful information. This intern is new and has never met you before. They probably are mistaking you for another Zellgato.

Your scan reveals the intern is human, slightly underweight, and poorly nourished....

Zellgato shoots an emoji of a beer to Kevin as thanks,

As Zellgato leaves Phade's office with no specific plans when a young man Zellgato doesn't know who is hugging a datapad with a badge that says 'Student Intern' spots him and says, "Doctor Z? You're back? We met when you guest lectured. Any chance you have time to see my project? ... You seemed a little interested before."

Zellgato has never met this man before, but apparently a Zellgato has when one of them lectured here. TAROT Interdimensional--the larger network of TAROTs--has 21 Zellgatoes employed in some capacity. At some point, a debate broke on whether the plural of Zellgato was 'Zellgatoes' or 'Zellgatos'.

Zellgato holds up his finger "One moment please, I don't want to loose my train of thought. " Pulling his comms up, texting Kevin a quick "Photo/ID of current interns please." before palming his phone and turning to the intern. "My apologies for the brevity."

"Sure. Experiments are interesting. When was the last lecture? The last topic?" While the intern answers, Zellgato will pull a datapad acting as if he's looking at a calendar or looking up a topic.
Zellgato takes a moment to scan the intern- "Never to old to be paranoid." he thinks to his self,

If you want a roll attempt to not be painfully obvious with checking his scanner for unusual. I'll be happy to. It is rude to scan I imagine. IAssuming Kevin hasn't been fired~

Microscanner. Lif Sci/Phys Sci is 37 total. Microlab: Scan as a move action. Life Sci for living, Unliving phys sci, DC per rariety of creature. Treat dice as 20 for this check. Really this is mainly Zellgato being paranoid about body snatchers, or explosive people

Tunning back to Phade. "I've got no specific plans, Did something need doing around here I am equipped for? At worst, I can help with paperwork for a few days." gesturing aruond.
"Otherwise, if Unity is worried about any lingering programming, PHDs, or visits from outside the shuffle. I can follow along, rent an RV and sleep out in the area for rapid response back up for you. As well as a nice camping trip to catch up on my romance novels."

I don't have any specific chores for Zellgato. He's happy to help out anyone else though

"Unity, if you bag a chupa. I've got a running bet on what they taste like. Can you bring me back some?" Zellgato pleads.

She starts to object to the third person in a row suggesting she needs help but then she says, "Actually, a Zellgato could come in useful. The instructor teaching the course on temporal paradoxes went insane again. And, Zellgatoes are temporal paradoxes ... paradox-i? Paradox-ees? Paradocises? Whatever. Gotta cousin handy who is good at explaining things?"

"I can think of a few possibilities. That said, if there isn't one up to standards. There will be soon enough. Handy being a paradoxical existance. Except for sometimes things tasting like that purple children's medicine at the strangest times. " Pausing a moment, "They didn't go insane because of that whole 'Zellgato who has a grandchild-who-is-a version of a Zellgato' thing did he? We'd feel bad about that...Reference to Legato Oaks

Raises a hand in hello "Phade. You keeping up with the vitamins, and healthy eating to mitigate the stress of your position?.. and considering an admin assistant search? There's probably a Zellgato or two looking for retirement I could hunt down."

Zellgato raises an eyebrow (Behind the mask) and tries to descern what the half second pause was about. His constant companion-paranoia- speaking to his medulla oblongata, his subconcious playing through a quick set of theories

Sense Motive. Dr. Wonderful -> Unity: 1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 16 + 2 = 34

Do we recognize the flyer? if not, can I pull a comm and basiclaly reverse image search?

"Do we.. know a atypical shiny superhero in tights?" Zellgato comments as they prep to land. "If not, I suppose we should call Phade."

He looks over at Zellgato, the only other team member present, and asks, ”Did you put her up to that? I don’t think anyone would consider me a captain! Pilot, sure but captain?”

Zellgato gives a thumb up. [b]"Not a captain in my military, and BT doesn't do..ranks... But you are indeed the captain of this ship. Captain, partner and a form of owner depending on your respective perception on AI construct legal terms."[/b[

Assuming Theo doesn't die in a tournament. We realisticlaly could go to BT ourselves, install it, flash forward a week to pick him up, then flash back to our Target Destination...we got a time machine and all!"

"On the converse; humans requrie the perverbial "Downtime" as a form of self maintaince for mind and body. Without imbibing upon his urges and desires, Theo very well likely would break down and create issues or mistakes. To wit, you've talked to Henri while he was forgoing sleep and rest, did you not note a decrease in his ability levels?" Zellgato posits and refutes to show case the different perspective.

Huh. Do you not enjoy your alone time or quiet time? Do you not have a feature to experience vacations, or have a feature for lonliness? Or is it a matter of boredom?"

Zellgato is fine with either way. but will tend to trail Henri a bit, within reason for his meeting. so I'm good with crystal Mr Rabbit, then BT? I imagine with GD the tournament shouldn't be hard to get to for Theo?

"Regardless, we should accompany at least part of the way. I realize I am the paranoid one, however, we did technically work against some of that organization. So, we should keep an eye out, for a while at least. Time is confusing with them after all.

"This feels expensive, but perhaps Kai would be a good one to ask back at BT. Last I knew they were still employed, however I haven't kept up much in the few years. It would seem, you can take the traveling merc out of his apocolypose but not the traveling out the merc."

Zellgato snags a napkin, pops a purple inked calligraphy pen, and doodles on it, to help the group think about weapons with a little visuals.
"I must imagine, if we're using an electrified hull, we likely are already in trouble. Shields, Lasers, and maybe explosive ordience seems apt investment prior to "Oh s*%$" buttons as it were."

"I"m uncertain why a competition with risk of death here, is any different than a combat sport on any other planet, or the building damage from most physical impact sports." taking a moment. "I would say, at least those particpating here are fully aware of the risks, as opposed to the slow damage over time."

"Does the ship have a preference on weaponry Henri?"

L.C. is nodding in agreement while chewing a piece of elf-bread. When she finally finishes chewing, she says, "And training in an area of magic would be good for the team ".

"If we're lacking magical inclinations, there certainly are folks who can pick up that slack. I dabbled, but it seems effectively opposite of my studies, although there are others I know who are more adept at it." Zellgato notes, their general skillsets lean towards technology. "Albiet our ship travels effectively, speaking of which. Wand School... Will the wand remain with you, or is it BT property?"

"Four words.Theo.... Hot Dog Eating Competition. True test of modern humanity."

Zellgato takes his mask off briefly, [b]"A Sabbitcal for education and for your relationship seems apt and reasonable. I have to imagine you've built up a great deal of PTO...After all while it was short for you, you were on mission for a few years for us."[b] then replaces his mask.

zellgto isn't involved on that discussion but he fully agrees with GD's hot take on missiles

Tarokh has few restaurants, but lots of food carts. I don't think the ship's tiny galley could compete.

Zellgato isn't tempted to visit Nexus again?

Feel free to keep going with rest/overnight stuff. Its neat. Zellgato doesn't have much extra until the morning when he'll offer to go run for foods. plus awkward work schedule i have

Yawning but also heading to the bed, despite the relative safety of the ship, Zellgato keeps to built up habits. Placing a small stickyalarm on the door that pulls if it slides open. Sitting down on the floor and meticiulously dismantling his rifle pice by piece until what remains is the frame of his old captiains gone. He spends an hour polishing pieces and reseating the materials.
Is is therapeutic for him, a solid stable piece of his life connecting his past life as a merc, and his current life as.... Whatever his job is now at this point. He hesistates to the label of hero. Someone with enough blood on their hands should not be lauded.
Ultimately he decides he's the hero's assistant. A tether for them and the realistic requirements of living in a multiverse of violence.

Shaking his head, and taking out a small container of alcohol he sips on it. Thinking is painful and tiring. So he takes a long shower, washing off the grime and sweat.

He considers making breafkast in the morning if the ship has a galley. Waffles perhaps?

Stetching out his back a bit, wondering if he's getting old. "Henri, Should we be concerned their security will follow our trail? I can't imagine it would be difficult for what they have."

Twisting his waiste to stretch his spine until it pops, "We probably should look into extending our short range comms, for when we're too far from the ship. I'm also going to sleep on the ship for now. I don't run off my stims as well as when I was younger."

Zellgato, as his habit up to this point when they've been off world, instead of partaking upon the guest food. He pulls out his own canteen of cold coffee and rations to consume.
He's done that pretty often, his remnant paranoia from body snatchers

"Pretty sure, unless I catch you outdoors 300 meters or more away, that you'll win a fight Unity. So, please attempt to avoid issues. Or give me a warning to get distance and height...

"Perhaps we could have a few minutes to discuss our next steps? This has been rather a lot in a short amount of time," they say to Moreau.

"Depends on what is being served. I hold no opposite currently to taking our time for your metabolism Unity. " Zellgato shrugs a bit on it.

"IF you are seized by a compulsion. How would you prefer we play it Unity?"

Was there a door to this room, or was it an open hallway to a room?

if there was a door. Did they open it with a button, or was it automatic and or probably the AI door control?

Zellgato follows up with Unity and the others into the vehicle, but attempts to sit in a fashion that would give Theo and Unity room to move if need be.
As the story continues, Zellgato noticable shake slightly and has a sharper intake of breath behind his mask. But he does his best to settle in. He clearly had a spike of emotion at the "selective virus" story. He however, acquists his more impulsive actions he would take alone, to the group he's with. He tries to be a better person with this group.

He'll however, record and note Montgomery's explaination of the shuffle physics.He refrains from speaking nor questioning, as a result of limiting himself from outburts driven by his own emotional issues with "World changing apocolypse" level muking about they speak of as if it was a footnote.

"...How many cross dimensional organizations are just floating around at this point?" Zellgato inquires, having a strange amount of folks floating around but not often meeting it seems like. "I suppose another question would be, how well known are your services in a general-world leaderships sense?"

"I wonder if it'll cause issues if we open and peek?" Zellgato also tries to look for scuffs-claw marks, worn down paint, boot marks, etc in the white paint. Trying to judge if any given door sees higher visitations, and which may see the least.

checking for scuffs: 1d20 ⇒ 2 Not sure if Perc(add 16 or Survival(add 4)

Zellgato simply nods, and mentally cataloging the verbage used for later. "Let us not be locked up for two weeks."
Zellgato takes another moment to try and memorize this location in case they have to return, before he goes along with the others
Zellgato thinks Zellgato thought. just amused by the lines of zellgato lining up by coincidence

Zellgato coughs up little of water and scrapes his tongue with his teeth to rid the taste of it. Climbing out the side onto the shore, narrowing his eyes at the sun popping out asmall bottle of sun lotion applying to his open skin-under his mask, and rubbing into his scalp through his hair. Offering it to the others, "I forgot to apply sunscreen on that damn island."

"Revolvers are respectible weapon, My captain was excquisite with it. It is the base of my revolver rifle."

Zellgato opts to take a different method of exploration... He clicks on his wifi on his public use comms. Seeing if there are any wifi-like connections to pull info from.

Giving a sigh, and packing up his gear, before patting his patient on the head briefly."Up to you now." He climbs up and hops up attempting to clear the length enough.

"The cannonites will arrive soon enough, with the amount of disruption we have here. Likely we won't want to be here..Whether we finish this surgery or not." Zellgato will call out to Nissa who seems inside or will be inside soon as he has a variety of blood and tools scattered.

Rolling his shoulders and also gesturing towards the doors and windows, "Time for work, but don't loose situational awareness."
He'll start his examination.

Medicine: 1d20 + 17 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 17 + 2 + 2 = 27 Zellgato used a Biohack to add +2 enhancment, and another +2 from Henri

Zellgato pokes his head out the door to confirm the situation again and walks up to Henri. "Pretty sure they're causing a Riot outside...So that might be an issue in this short term." gesturing at the patient, "What do you want to do about her? She's a story character but they're still alive at the moment, even if they may well start over later. If things go badly outside, it'll have to be a quick choice. I have a quick healing medicinal-but I don't know if that'll be a kindness when she's halfway like this..."

Looking back at the door, then shifting and trying to look out the windows in case others are approaching from another avenue, "I have my military medical kit still, I can set up a medical suite for proper, real, surgery. But...We're also here on an important job, that if we do not succed in, many others will die, on multiple worlds."

GM. Between Henri and Zellgato, does it seem likely we could actually revert her in any meaningful way? Zellgato does have the one-patient portable med-lab.

Over comms he'll send a vocal message to the group "We're here for a potal, before a riot starts-Did we get any clues from moreau?"

Zellgato blinks as things wildly escalate in rapid succession. Hearing Henri shout his warning-, he has a flashback of a camp setting that rapidly followed by death and he makes a break for the inside.
Seeing as Moreau's firearm is not yet-fired, he'll try to side step him to get to Henri to verify he's fine. If Moreau bars Zellgato's path, Zellgato intends to remove him from his path -nonlethally but strongly.

Zellgato starts tapping his heel part way through, and slowly gets more agitated as it continues. Around the time Moreau comments on his progress he steps back out the front door to the porch.
Breathing in deeply a moment to try and difuse his inner angst.

If any of the residents are nearby, is he able to clock any scar tissue on their exposed limbs from here? Or specifically bad limps. Idle curiousity rather than any intent on him

He'll think to himself, this would be easier if they were forceful, somewhat believing so due to the semi-fictional nature of the storytelling.

Zellgato migrates to the area pointed towards; but takes to watching for surprise issues from outside interference.

Zellgato grumbles in the background, "I can force nutrient revingoration in a rapid sequence for a boost in survival rate.. As well as anesthetize the patient. I've already attempted to surgeon something forcefully changed. Albiet a different variety." Zellgato follows up Henri's medical request. Slapping Henri on the back-perhaps startling the young man as he feels an injection from zellgato.

Small refersher for the context of what he said. Others may remember Zellgato's kit can change into a full medical care--but it would be very obviously anathema to the setting, and leaves Zellgato quite under equiped while doing so. You've also seen him prevent a death, as well as regenerate wounds with his odd mushrooms.

zellgato's aid another for henri's diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13 vs DC 10 to give +2 to Henri's check
Herni also recieves a +2 enhancment bonus from Zellgato's injection. so total +4 to his attempt

Zellgato clicks his tongue, "tch." being entirely fed up with the body horror of the island and his memories. Sparing a glance at the rather numerous eyes surounding them now, "We're putting on a show" bringing them to his allies attention as he moves. Zellgato jogs up next to Henri, and was going to press further to find the wailing one-but pauses at Theo's attempt at parlay.

....huh paizo did not update my account notification apparently! None of these showed up until today. oh dear

Zellgato spots someone on the porch but can't be sure who it is until he gets closer.

Zellgato notes Henri following Prendrick-and the others following up, so he feels more comfortable moving further away from their charge. He'll move with the others towards the house but will wander a bit away as needed to try and get a better sight on the person in question.

Zellgato grunts in as an empehesis for Henri's attempt, but he instead squints towards the house ahead and tries to scope it out from his vantage point

perception: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (4) + 16 = 20

trying to scope out the windows or presence of guard type folks. Or obvious signs like skull totems or such. Looking for issues or for hints as to what Prendrick is stumbling into immediately.

[ooc] I feel like I blink and suddenly it goes from Saturday to Wednesday.[/ooc[
Prendrick's sudden action and movement, followed by Henri, Zellgato departs with them, not wanting anyone alone.
Jogging up to best he can to Hneri. "Good time for your empathy, I suppose."