trans_9 | Geartopia : The Case of the Assassination Plot

||Attention, Attention. Would the following personnel please report to the Observation Deck. Please bring with you any weapons and tools you might need. Attention, Attention. would the following personnel please report to the Observation Deck:

Allenby Beardsley
Maridian Gladespring
Ellyn Vitner
Red Robin
Sam Winchester
Dean Winchester
Kanoe Zouichi

Attention, Attention, would the following personnel...||

Stacy's voiced called the entire crew, until all of them were gathered at the Obs Deck. Then, a dossier appeared on the screens, along with the image of a rotating planet.

Planet Designation: Geartopia
Status: Terrestrial, H-class.
Non-sentient life: Extensive flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: Yes.
Sentient Life: Homo Sapiens, Homo Animalia, Machina Erectus.
Water: 20.6% of the planet's surface.
Climate: Earth-like, Arid desert
Landscape: 70% Desert..
Air: Normoxic concentration.
Air Pressure: 101.3 kPa (kilopascals) = 14.7 psi (pounds per square inch)
Sky: Blue
Sun: A class G2V, yellow star.
Warnings: Wildlife, humanoids and plant-life can be hazardous.
Mission: Find out of town mayoress Nomalanga's suspicions of foul play are correct. Full shore leave will initiate once this is problem is resolved.

Once the entire team was ready, they were whisked of to the planet with little fanfare, their ship landing close to a town, where a woman...well not quite a woman, but a cross between a woman and a hyena dressed in a strange outfit, greeted them along with three other figures behind her. They had arrived near the end of the day, and the sun was beginning to set behind them, staining the sky a deep orange color.

She greeted them with a bow and a wave.

"I think you for coming 'ere just barely an 'our after I send out my distress signal." She mentioned for them to follow her, while the three other figures remained behind.

"I will make this quick, as we are short on time. My name is Nomalanga, and I'm mayoress of Utorian, 'ave been for the past five years. We have asked for a small team to aid us cause some of Snidley's damn dogs have been trying to upsurge the town from my grasp. "e's was the mayor before me, but was removed for having no 'onor. He still has control of some sections of the town due to loyalty and fear, and some townsmen still suspects I threw 'im out to get more power. Now 'e's trying to regain it all, but I have no proof except for a tip I was given by one of my own that says the attack's in two days and there's enough clues stuffed in the 'aunted cave to get the entire town behind me."

She pointed to a cavern on the far left, covered by the dunes of soil and desert sand.

" 'Alf the townsfolk believe the place to be filled with ghosts at night so no one enters unless they have to. But during the day we go in and get our supplies of underground water. The entire place is a maze. I wish I could 'ave send the distress beckon sooner, but we had problems with space pirates recently."

"There is also another problem...the tip also told me one of my own three is a spy. If you could also find out which one, we could end the terrible man's grasp on the town and myself. I am pretty sure they already suspect that I have doubts, but you may find clues inside the cavern. You can also speak to them and ask a few questions, but you should get into the cavern as soon as possible, as not to get too many ghosts attacking you. And there are also men-eating bears spotted inside. My people are strong, but our technology is nothing compared to yours. Once we have more time I can explain to you how I was able to contact you at all. But for now, I can supply you with guns and torches, if you don't have any."

She seemed like a truthful woman, even if her speech was strange and spoke of someone who had lived a harsh life, despite the clothing she wore.

"My three don't trust you at all, due to our stance with outsiders and our last distress signal falling into pirate ears. I understand if you refuse, but if you accept I will make it worth your while, and the rest of your comrades on your ship will be welcomed with open arms one justice and truth is brought to light. My people do not have much but we can offer clothing and animals from our lands in exchange for your services."

[And done! There is no posting order, feel free to all start you own threads to ask questions, or butt in each other's threads while they talk back and forth]

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There answer was to have the entire colony jump on him.

Congratulations, you now had about a dozen tiny little cute bats using you as transportation.

The next nook appeared to be empty.

"I feel like this won't end well," he said, moving on to the next nook.

Nothing here either. Just the sound of wind blowing.

He'll keep poking through those nooks.

And then the buckets! AND THEN THE DISCARDED FLOWERS!

MWAA HA HA HA HA.

The next nook also apepars to be a dead end, with the wind blowing a bit louder.

Oh hey, suspicious wind might be coming from THIS nook!

He trudged back to the well, scooped up some of the dried flowers, then brought them back to the nook. Then he dropped them, watching which way they blew.

The plants began to dance in the air before slowly falling down. As he did so, the tiny bats jumped off from him and began to eat the flowers, following them as they moved around. One of them disappeared under the rock.

Huh. Well that was kinda cute.

Mar ducked down to peer at where the bat had disappeared.

There wasn't much to see, but more rock. Yet the creature seemed nowhere in sight.

Then he's gonna start poking. He didn't think that this place had access to imaging devices OR illusion magic, but... hey, maybe it was good camouflage!

"Eh, armorbutt, you see anythin'?" a raspy, and yet familiar voice called from further on down the corridor.

Moments later, the pyromancer strode on up, one of the fluffy bats riding on her shoulder.

That's right, she's a batmobile.

~~NANANANANANA BATCAR.~~

Mar's hand appears to go right through the rock.

"I see things that aren't really there, apparently!"

He groped around for a moment to try to determine the size of the opening and if anything was hidden in it.

Something bit his gloved metal hand.

"Hey, stop that!" Mar made some vague shooing motions, then withdrew his hand so whatever it was -- probably the bat -- could escape.

"What happened?" Ellyn asked. Not that she could see anything, considering the large, well-armored paladin was in the way. Only watching Maridian sort of dance was...kind of funny.

She stifled a snicker.

The bat reappeared thought the rock and continued to hold down on his gloved hand. His teeth where not sharp (they would have broken anyway), but it knew how to hold on for dear life.

"This." He held up his hand for her perusal, meanwhile sticking his OTHER hand through the rock to go back to investigating.

"You wanna say somethin' ta yer buddy there, maybe gerroff?" Ellyn asked the bat riding her shoulder, as she eyed the one clinging to Mar's gauntlet.

Mal's hand move up and down the rock and it appeared to go through all the way. In fact it didn't seem like any of the rock in front of him was real.

"Hey, can you give me some light? Man, I hope there's nothing in here that I don't want to meet."

He stood up, rolling his shoulders and his head.

The bat still clung to him.

"Hang on," Ellyn said to her own little bat buddy. She lifted one hand above her head--the one the bat wasn't on the shoulder of--and let fire burn at her fingertips, bringing some more dim light to the darkness.

"There ya go. So th' rocks 're fake, we gonna go take a look?"

"Yup!" he said, and without further ado, stepped through.

As they passed thought, they found something rather remarkable on the other side. ~~MORE BATS!~~ About twenty or so luminous plants, shinning down on a downwards cavern that slowly went down and down....

The wind came from the air entering where they had come, blowing inside like a funnel. A sort of strange apparatus was in the center, a switch pointing at the green light.

There sounds of muttering far below.

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