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From: Geoffrey Gerrietts <Siothrun@***.COM>
Subject: Anna?
Date: Thu, 29 Dec 1994 12:23:38 -0500
>>>>>[For those of you who might be interested, Damselfly has this
interesting spell that lets her transform her astral perceptions into a
lovely hallucination for us mundanes. I had the rare opportunity to meet Kim -
- er, Housefly -- the other day, and he loaned me a vidcam. Fortunately, the
spell will work for the camera, too. (Don't ask me how. I'm a freakin' deck
dancer, not a mana slinger.) So when she dove in, I started recording. I
spent a little time with the VCR patching it together -- I'm no pro -- and
here are the highlights:
+++download video: Three forms are present: a tall, slim, hard featured elfin
woman; a broad, grotesque skeleton with chunks of mostly rotten flesh and
stringy hair dangling from him, dressed in a shimmering tuxedo and tophat;
and a lithe black man whose form seems to shimmer between cat and man, never
truly resolving into either. A voice {Dragonfly} from behind the camera
speaks: Almost like a toned-down Matrix, eh? These are our three projectors,
as you probably know. The woman is Damselfly, the catman is N'gase, and
the... the... the corpse is Jolly Roger. (a different voice {Roger}) Hey now,
man, this is Prime Zombie. I won't be havin' you call me dead. (video continue
s as the three move) Vortices of swirling blue twist around the form of
Roger, who is looking intently at Damselfly. N'gase, emphatically shaking his
head, gestures at him. Damselfly shrigs once, and the scene lurches. The
walls previously visible are gone; now a new set of walls surrounds the
three, and the walls seem to glow with the same bluish light that runs across
the forms of the other three. Other forms are visible, considerably dimmer,
entering and exiting the blue wall. N'gase reaches out to touch the wall,
draws his paw back quickly, then reaches out to touch it again. (voice
{N'gase}) Seems normal. I do not think that this one is very dangerous. Only
unorthodox. And do you any recognize it? (female voice {Damselfly} and male
voice {Roger} express their ignorance, and voice continues) then we must take
care when approaching. (video) Roger points quickly to above and to the left,
out of the camera's line of sight, and N'gase spins quickly, chanting and
pointing. The cat form momentarily solidifies as a vivid black panther, then
returns to its shimmering. (voice {Roger}) Watcher spirit. Be lookin' for
those. (video) The view shifts to look in the direction of the pointing, but
only wisps of fading blue mark the watcher's former locale. (voice
{Damselfly}) Yes, I can see that this would be problematic. Let me establish
countermeasures. (video) She gestures a bit and her form gains an
uncharacteristic starkness for a moment. Suddenly, a goofy face with wildly
rolling eyes is between her hands. (voice {unknown}) Whoohoo! What a day!
Whee! What can I do ya fer, hey! (video) The form jitters about, circling
Damslefly at a rapidly increasing velocity. (voice {Damselfly}) You can start
by stopping that annoying circuit. (video) The form stops, but looks confused.
(voice {spirit?}) Circuit? This is a-space, lady. Ain't no dead stuff here.
(voice {Damselfly}) Never mind. Just keep an eye on our vicinity, and if you
see any other spirits, return to warn me. {Roger} Should have 'im tell me.
Time you react, we'll all be dinner. (video) As the spirit flies off,
Damselfly gives Jolly Roger a cold stare. He grins, and were it possible for
an astral form to blanch, she would. (voice {Roger}) So should we try going
through the door? Or you wanna see this other place? {Damselfly} The door
first. We'll do the other place tomorrow. (video) The three slip in behind
one of the less-vivid forms and proceed across an ornate lobby. Forms move
around them as if in a busy office, but the walls remain the bluish tint.
(voice {N'gase}) This place is astrally impregnable, no? Very alive, even the
walls. This is not nice. (video) The other two say nothing, but proceed up
the stairway. The forms are less frequent on the second level. (voice
{Roger}) That elevator wasn't downstairs. Watch out for that. (video) He
points, and the doors in question (also glowing) open. Inside is a heavy haze
of blue light. (voice {Roger}) What the Hell? {Damselfly} I've seen this
before. Microbiologicals pumped into the airstream at high quantities.
Invisible to the naked eye, but opaque to assensing. And you can't really
project through it either. The background count gives me headaches. {Roger} I
can see why. That must be whatever it is we're wanting. Too bad we can't get
there. Two figures emerge from the elevator, both rather vivid. One turns off
to an office and opens the door. The other continues walking toward the
group. (voice {N'gase}) Are those auras from that? {new voice, unknown} No,
we aren't. (video) A huge ripple of blue suddenly arcs between the new form
and Damselfly, who shudders. Roger's arm shoots out, touching the new form,
and it collapses. (voice {Roger, shouting} We found the mages. Let's scoot
hoop! He flashes out of the picture. (voice, behind camera) Hey, boss, Roger
just got a cut over his eye and Damselfly... she don't look good, boss.
Fingers fused and all. I think that maybe... {Dragonfly} Shut up, Housefly.
They're coming back. Just make sure they don't get worse. {Housefly} Oh.
That's pretty. It's the roller-coaster thingy, huh? {Dragonfly} Yes. Go back
and watch them. We'll play it for you later. (video) The room again, with
Roger, N'gase, and Damselfly standing in nearly the same spots. (voice
{Damselfly}) OK, turn it off. I'm going to pass out now.
+++++end video

Anyone got any ideas? You've seen the site, what do you think?
Anyone?]<<<<<
-- Dragonfly (02:45:55 /12-28-55)

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Let's see what that'll do. Kovak, thanks for the offer. Whenever you
feel like headin' down to J'boro, just drop on in. Meantime, I'll try to let
you know when the drek hits the fan.]<<<<<
-- Dragonfly (02:46:55 / 12-28-55)

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