The Last Oddetsey

[alex_holt]

Marisa pulls out what appears to be a small satchel that was possibly originally made from an old pair of trousers. The item seems to be running low on power, and the very fact the fabric has survived these thousands of years is incredible. It appears to be able to produce one random item per (real world) day, although many of these items will be fish.

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"Well my creator... I *could* tell everyone about the Venice Gallery incident... you know the one with the nuns, the fishnet stockings and the bactrian camel... I'm sure that would do massive good for our credibility, but if I *have* to prove myself..."

*The hologram smirks*

"On the downside, you give me more credit that I can claim. I mean that literally unfortunately. You programmed me to be incapable of lying to you, although just as capable as you at lying to anyone else. Until Doomforall vanished I was locked in his relic vaults, and it wasn't until he vanished that standards lapsed enough for me to effect an escape. Also, I can't claim any part in the items you recieved when you arrived in this world, those were all random things you accumulated from bouncing off other worlds on the way down to this one. On the plus side, a bunch of useful items from each implies that you are probably fairly awesome regardless of which dimension they are from. Although I have to say that personally you are probably better off crushing them and stealing any cool stuff they have.

I see a couple of ways forward here:

Go to Doomforall's vaults in the Cathedral, there is something there left for you, quite possibly by Doomforall himself. I don't know what it is though, and I wouldn't rule out it being some sort of trap.

The only group who definitly seem to know what's going on down here are the psy-corps, they seem to be repressing panic to keep the city moving, but when you have a brain that collects secret just by standing near them they are bound to be messed up in this.

Also, the defence seems to be being organized by the only planned arrival in centuries - a Gryphon named Anjushree, it turned up in the chambers and immediately involved itself in the defense effort, the suggestion being that we would all already be dead without it suggests it might be worth looking up.

Lastly, you might want to find out what you can about the Old Worlds Society, it's very difficult to track them down, but essentially they are a small group of survivors of the last multiverse. If nothing else knowing how to survive the end of this one is probably a good thing to know.

There may be other leads, but these are all I have right now - should I come up with anything, I can contact you through the watch.

Oh, and of course this goes without saying, but watch your back - from what I've seen so far a few members of your party would happily stab them in the back given the choice. Can I suggest making sure you remain as valuable to them as possible..."

[steven_mcg]

"Well my creator... I *could* tell everyone about the Venice Gallery incident... you know the one with the nuns, the fishnet stockings and the bactrian camel... I'm sure that would do massive good for our credibility, but if I *have* to prove myself..."

*The hologram smirks*

Oh yes, that is the me that I know and love.

...And I thought I'd agreed never to bring that up again? Not in public, anyway.

"On the downside, you give me more credit that I can claim. I mean that literally unfortunately. You programmed me to be incapable of lying to you, although just as capable as you at lying to anyone else. Until Doomforall vanished I was locked in his relic vaults, and it wasn't until he vanished that standards lapsed enough for me to effect an escape. Also, I can't claim any part in the items you recieved when you arrived in this world, those were all random things you accumulated from bouncing off other worlds on the way down to this one. On the plus side, a bunch of useful items from each implies that you are probably fairly awesome regardless of which dimension they are from. Although I have to say that personally you are probably better off crushing them and stealing any cool stuff they have.

Oh well, free stuff is free stuff. And I'm as up for crushing and nicking as you are, my past future self, but you know what they say - "You're never alone with a Lackey".

"I see a couple of ways forward here:

Go to Doomforall's vaults in the Cathedral, there is something there left for you, quite possibly by Doomforall himself. I don't know what it is though, and I wouldn't rule out it being some sort of trap.

The only group who definitly seem to know what's going on down here are the psy-corps, they seem to be repressing panic to keep the city moving, but when you have a brain that collects secret just by standing near them they are bound to be messed up in this.

Also, the defence seems to be being organized by the only planned arrival in centuries - a Gryphon named Anjushree, it turned up in the chambers and immediately involved itself in the defense effort, the suggestion being that we would all already be dead without it suggests it might be worth looking up.

Lastly, you might want to find out what you can about the Old Worlds Society, it's very difficult to track them down, but essentially they are a small group of survivors of the last multiverse. If nothing else knowing how to survive the end of this one is probably a good thing to know.

There may be other leads, but these are all I have right now - should I come up with anything, I can contact you through the watch.

Oh, and of course this goes without saying, but watch your back - from what I've seen so far a few members of your party would happily stab them in the back given the choice. Can I suggest making sure you remain as valuable to them as possible..."

Let's see. Cathedral vaults...brain police...General Gryphon...survivors of the previous multiverse. Heh. Previous multiverse. How very Adams of it all.

I don't know about that lot next door or that rotten old prophecy, but I'd sooner trust a doomsday weapon in my hands than any of the other weirdoes in this town. I'll see if I can wrangle a few of those Charlies over to West-Vengeance Abbey and loot the tombs.

And come on, me, when am I not invaluable?