This is Taryn. I'm not going to go over everything, because you all know the general outlines. Yesterday Gretal was kidnapped and brought to the United States. It appears that the kidnapping was, at least in part, an attempt to spread our forces thin and to lead our operatives into traps. A few highlights.
- Lady Saturday, in Zurich, was attacked by what she described as a "Knives and Forks" monster. She dispatched it using a few well placed bits of C4 and moved to a separate apartment.
- Madrigella, Molly and Silver Slippers were attacked on the road to Bern, and also had a run in with the law that may have been staged.
- The Psychedelic, covering Chattanooga airport, was attacked. He defeated his enemies, but the wounds suffered in the fight caused him to be hospitalized.
- There were attacks on our agents in several other airports.
Gretal was, ultimately, taken to Jacksonville, where Johnny Grease, Barry Ho, and Tarkus were able to effect a rescue, aided by information from Madrigella and a uniquely skilled passerby named Joe. They were attacked by a woman wielding Ice Based powers and her cronies, which they dispatched.
They then headed to the Adams-Mark hotel in downtown Jacksonville, where Gretal had been taken. There they were attacked by some sort of Electroman. Barry Ho attacked this creature, while Tarkus and Johnny Grease chased off after Gretal's captors who took off. Barry Ho was able to dispatch the creature with some help from a passerby named Joe who may have been involved with an unusual event last month. We are bringing him in for questioning, which as you know involves the Duck getting drunk with the interogatee in hopes that he lets something slip.
Anyway Tarkus superior skill and superior machine was able to catch up with the other car. He muscled his car directly in front of the other car in such a way that the drive side swiped some parked cars. This jolt was enough to wake up Gretal. At that moment Johnny Grease dropped some caltrops and punctured the tires of Gretal's Captors. Gretal dispatched her female kidnapper and the driver was rendered unconscious. Tarkus swung around, they picked up Gretal and made their way to the rendy-vous point (The Hole in the Wall which makes the best Irish Coffee in Florida (not that there's much call for hot drinks here)).
We know disturbingly little about our enemies, and they seem to know a great deal about us. Madrigella is working some leads and should have something for us soon. What we do know is that they have mystical skill and can manage spectacular effects, even in this world where such effects are supposed to be impossible. That indicates either great skill or they are cheating somehow.
At any rate, it's good to have Gretal back, and lift your glasses to Tarkus, Johnny Grease and Barry Ho for having accomplished this task.
This is not real, but is in fact an online log for a roleplaying game (based on Atlas Game's Feng Shui). So nothing you read here is real. Here is an incomplete list of the characters. For those interested in the back story, you might check out this site. Doesn't line up exactly but there is some interesting stuff there.
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
Field Report - Gretal Recovered
Gretal has been recovered by Tarkus and Johnny Grease, the situation has passed. It's been a long day, and a further report will be posted in the morning.
Taryn
Taryn
Field Report - Atlanta 3
Duck here
This is just a report to say that nothing has been found yet. Madrigella just called to swear at me, and I just want to say her command of swearwords is something to behold. You wouldn't think that looking at her, but . . . I digress.
The tickets used by the kidnappers list their names as Francoise Elegin, Roberto Illisar and Mary Louise Trent (which is what they used for Gretal). Convienently we have discoverd that passangers with these names are taking five flights out of Atlanta. Jacksonville, Orlando, Chattanoga, Washington D.C., and New Orleans. Obviously four of those are decoys. I hope.
Hopefully we can keep them from making their flights, but if not, I reckon Oliphaunt will be sending some of you to cover those destinations.
This is just a report to say that nothing has been found yet. Madrigella just called to swear at me, and I just want to say her command of swearwords is something to behold. You wouldn't think that looking at her, but . . . I digress.
The tickets used by the kidnappers list their names as Francoise Elegin, Roberto Illisar and Mary Louise Trent (which is what they used for Gretal). Convienently we have discoverd that passangers with these names are taking five flights out of Atlanta. Jacksonville, Orlando, Chattanoga, Washington D.C., and New Orleans. Obviously four of those are decoys. I hope.
Hopefully we can keep them from making their flights, but if not, I reckon Oliphaunt will be sending some of you to cover those destinations.
Field Report - Atlanta 2
This is not my fault.
This is the Duck. Something wierd as hell happened here. Apparently we were supposed to be at Gate E12 and we went to Gat A12, which is a long way away from where we are supposed to be. Funny thing. Both me and the Psychedelic looked up the info and came up with the same gate and when we got to A12, the damn sign said Now Arriving Milan. I have a print out of the screen, and that says A12, so I'd say whoever they got doing this crap pretty well succeeded at screwing with us.
I'd say it was some kind of computer hacker, but the Psychedelic thinks it's a "paradoxical specter, a magic mushroom mindhacker, a stone cold tribble groove." I'm pretty sure that means he thinks magic is behind it. Anyway he's trying to get the spirit of the Airport to tell him where they went. One of our monkey buddies found an untended terminal in a back room and patched in. Hopefully one of them will turn up something.
But to repeat the main point, I am not drunk and this is not my fault!
This is the Duck. Something wierd as hell happened here. Apparently we were supposed to be at Gate E12 and we went to Gat A12, which is a long way away from where we are supposed to be. Funny thing. Both me and the Psychedelic looked up the info and came up with the same gate and when we got to A12, the damn sign said Now Arriving Milan. I have a print out of the screen, and that says A12, so I'd say whoever they got doing this crap pretty well succeeded at screwing with us.
I'd say it was some kind of computer hacker, but the Psychedelic thinks it's a "paradoxical specter, a magic mushroom mindhacker, a stone cold tribble groove." I'm pretty sure that means he thinks magic is behind it. Anyway he's trying to get the spirit of the Airport to tell him where they went. One of our monkey buddies found an untended terminal in a back room and patched in. Hopefully one of them will turn up something.
But to repeat the main point, I am not drunk and this is not my fault!
Field Report - Atlanta
This is the Duck. Oliphaunt asked me to lead a group here--we are just getting in position now. Myself, The Psychedelic, and the Corpse are in the terminal, with our Simian friends moving into position in case they try to rabbit.
This should be a nice clean take down. The Psychedelic will take the woman down, while the Corpse (or Archduke Xal Chien as he prefers to be called) will eliminate the man. I will grab Gretal, which is probably the hardest job. But that's me; always taking one for the team. I'll post again when we have this lot sorted out.
This should be a nice clean take down. The Psychedelic will take the woman down, while the Corpse (or Archduke Xal Chien as he prefers to be called) will eliminate the man. I will grab Gretal, which is probably the hardest job. But that's me; always taking one for the team. I'll post again when we have this lot sorted out.
Field Report - Gretal's Kidnapping 4
Well, we finally caught a break. Two breaks actually. We know that Gretal and two of her captors (one of the men and the woman) boarded Delta Flight 75 from Milan Italy to Atlanta Georgia. Mr. Oliphaunt has already sent a strike team to meet them as they arrive.
We discovered this through going through the hotel server, and were able to confirm it with hotel cameras.
The other news is not too surprising, but our enemies are Magus of some kind. According to Slippers their spells seem somewhat Paradoxically based and have a distinct odor of Blue. I'm unsure as to what that means, but thought I would repeat it. We have some suspicions as to who has organized this kidnapping, but I am waiting to hear back from a contact, and don't want to give any statements until I know for sure.
The flight lands at 3:15 Eastern Time, hopefully that will put an end to this particular trouble. My sense is, however, that this is all somewhat pat. While we have had a certain difficulty in tracking the group which Slippers believed came from their influence on the laws of chance, the trail itself was not very difficult. I can't help but feel that they want our attention, and I would recommend all those who get involved in this matter to stay on your toes.
Madrigella
We discovered this through going through the hotel server, and were able to confirm it with hotel cameras.
The other news is not too surprising, but our enemies are Magus of some kind. According to Slippers their spells seem somewhat Paradoxically based and have a distinct odor of Blue. I'm unsure as to what that means, but thought I would repeat it. We have some suspicions as to who has organized this kidnapping, but I am waiting to hear back from a contact, and don't want to give any statements until I know for sure.
The flight lands at 3:15 Eastern Time, hopefully that will put an end to this particular trouble. My sense is, however, that this is all somewhat pat. While we have had a certain difficulty in tracking the group which Slippers believed came from their influence on the laws of chance, the trail itself was not very difficult. I can't help but feel that they want our attention, and I would recommend all those who get involved in this matter to stay on your toes.
Madrigella
Field Report - Gretal's Kidnapping 3
OK. We've gone over the room a bit (It's now 3:30 PM, Gretal has been missing for 17 hours). We found that they had linked to a hotel server in order to access the internet, and Lady Saturday has hacked it and is trying to retrieve information. Other than that the room looks pretty clean.
Their are three of them, not counting Gretal. They put Gretal on the bed, and then the woman sat in a chair reading and the two men stood near the door. I retrieved a hair sample which is being analyzed by a back channel contact I do not wish to reveal at this time.
One troubling aspect, Silver Slippers stated that there was a pool of magic in the room, what she called a "Shallowing." She attempted to divine it's purpose, but is a bit hesitent to use magic, as she suspects it might be some sort of trap. For the moment we are focusing on using more mundane techniques, reserving magic for use if everything falls through.
Speaking of mundane techniques, Molly was able to glean some information from the desk clerk. He remembered them checking in and out. The hotel is near the train station, so it is common enough for wealthy people to take a room for a couple of hours while waiting for a train. They checked in at about 2:00 AM and Checked out at about 5:00 AM. He didn't see them check in, but he saw them check out. He was curiously unable to give a good description of any of the principles, other than that the men were wearing bad suits.
The desk clerk did say that Gretal was giggling to herself, which he found disconcerting. This does lend credence to the theory that she is being drugged, as, to my knowledge, Gretal has never before giggled.
I should have more in a bit, hang tight.
Madrigella
Their are three of them, not counting Gretal. They put Gretal on the bed, and then the woman sat in a chair reading and the two men stood near the door. I retrieved a hair sample which is being analyzed by a back channel contact I do not wish to reveal at this time.
One troubling aspect, Silver Slippers stated that there was a pool of magic in the room, what she called a "Shallowing." She attempted to divine it's purpose, but is a bit hesitent to use magic, as she suspects it might be some sort of trap. For the moment we are focusing on using more mundane techniques, reserving magic for use if everything falls through.
Speaking of mundane techniques, Molly was able to glean some information from the desk clerk. He remembered them checking in and out. The hotel is near the train station, so it is common enough for wealthy people to take a room for a couple of hours while waiting for a train. They checked in at about 2:00 AM and Checked out at about 5:00 AM. He didn't see them check in, but he saw them check out. He was curiously unable to give a good description of any of the principles, other than that the men were wearing bad suits.
The desk clerk did say that Gretal was giggling to herself, which he found disconcerting. This does lend credence to the theory that she is being drugged, as, to my knowledge, Gretal has never before giggled.
I should have more in a bit, hang tight.
Madrigella
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Field Report - Gretal's Kidnapping 2
This has been a frustrating night and morning. It is now 1:00 PM my time (7:00 AM Orlando, 6:00 PM Bangkok)
We were waylaid on the road to Bern just past Sarnen (we were taking the southern route) by a van full of men in badly tailored suits. Their guns were well operated however, and we had to take shelter for bit. Molly was shot in the thigh which slowed her down a little (although she still managed to subdue three of our attackers in her unimitatable style (I suspect it was good for her to work of a little stress)). Silver Slippers and I arranged the other five. In the fracass, however, both cars were damaged, and we lost contact with Lady Saturday.
We managed to acquire a new vehicle through the power of persuasion and arrived at Bern at about seven in the morning, local time (1:00 AM Orlando Time, Noon Bangkok Time). Our methods of acquiring a new automobile lead to an undesirable encounter with the local police which took us some time to extract ourselves from. Lady Saturday has used her special skills to erase all record of our brief incarceration.
Silver Slippers then was able to perform a ritual to lead us to Gretal. It worked imperfectly, but Slippers strongly contends that our enemies worked some kind of counter curse to protect themselves. At any rate, we found the room where her captors and her were staying (including some adorable child sized handcuffs that I believe I can find some use for should I find her captors alive), but they are gone. We are investigating the room now and will pass on further information when we have it.
Madrigella
We were waylaid on the road to Bern just past Sarnen (we were taking the southern route) by a van full of men in badly tailored suits. Their guns were well operated however, and we had to take shelter for bit. Molly was shot in the thigh which slowed her down a little (although she still managed to subdue three of our attackers in her unimitatable style (I suspect it was good for her to work of a little stress)). Silver Slippers and I arranged the other five. In the fracass, however, both cars were damaged, and we lost contact with Lady Saturday.
We managed to acquire a new vehicle through the power of persuasion and arrived at Bern at about seven in the morning, local time (1:00 AM Orlando Time, Noon Bangkok Time). Our methods of acquiring a new automobile lead to an undesirable encounter with the local police which took us some time to extract ourselves from. Lady Saturday has used her special skills to erase all record of our brief incarceration.
Silver Slippers then was able to perform a ritual to lead us to Gretal. It worked imperfectly, but Slippers strongly contends that our enemies worked some kind of counter curse to protect themselves. At any rate, we found the room where her captors and her were staying (including some adorable child sized handcuffs that I believe I can find some use for should I find her captors alive), but they are gone. We are investigating the room now and will pass on further information when we have it.
Madrigella
Field Report - Gretal's Kidnapping
I suspect this will be the first of a series of posts.
Lady Saturday set up a search algorithm to monitor security cameras throughout Zurich. One picked up Gretal climbing onto a train for Bern, accompanied by what appeared to be a woman in a long dark coat and two men in nicely made but ill fitting suits. The train arrived in Bern at 1:28 AM, and Lady Saturday is remapping her search program to operate in Bern. Molly, Slippers and I are driving to Bern in the Spider. I'll report more when we have something.
Madrigella
Lady Saturday set up a search algorithm to monitor security cameras throughout Zurich. One picked up Gretal climbing onto a train for Bern, accompanied by what appeared to be a woman in a long dark coat and two men in nicely made but ill fitting suits. The train arrived in Bern at 1:28 AM, and Lady Saturday is remapping her search program to operate in Bern. Molly, Slippers and I are driving to Bern in the Spider. I'll report more when we have something.
Madrigella
Agent Profile - Gretal
Ok this is the Duck. Taryn came and got me, and asked me to fill you in on Gretal. I had intended to get around to her in a bit, but times being what they are.
First of all, I wouldn't worry too much about Gretal. She's extremely dangerous. For those of you who haven't met Gretal she has a visible age of about 13. She was created as part of a governmental breeding program in the future. As such she is brilliant and a bit scary. Well a lot scary at times.
This is going to sound scarier than it is, but she has an inability to, on an emotional level, empathize with other human beings. On an intellectual level she is capable of understanding that other human beings have feelings, but on an emotional level she can't quite grasp it. When me and Madrigella extracted her from Child Research Station Zeto and we realized her condition, Madrigella got a copy of some work by the philosopher Kant. I'm not much for philosophy, but apparently it did the trick, because she started acting like a kind and gentle person, instead of a barely restrained psychopath.
I'm told that Gretal's condition is akin to sociopathy. Madrigella, however, says that it comes from a completely different source and can't be treated the same.
For my part, I took her to the Zoo, which she didn't like, and introduced her to the Simpsons, which, after a little while, she did like. I did not introduce her to my favorite pursuits, as she is only 13.
Intellectually, however, she is about 32, and at that she's probably a damn sight smarter than any of you. I know she's smarter than me (not that that's saying much. I've always relied more on charm than brains). Anyway whoever approaches her, do so carefully and identify yourself clearly as a member of the Rogue Elephant Society.
For those interested in stats, here they are.
First of all, I wouldn't worry too much about Gretal. She's extremely dangerous. For those of you who haven't met Gretal she has a visible age of about 13. She was created as part of a governmental breeding program in the future. As such she is brilliant and a bit scary. Well a lot scary at times.
This is going to sound scarier than it is, but she has an inability to, on an emotional level, empathize with other human beings. On an intellectual level she is capable of understanding that other human beings have feelings, but on an emotional level she can't quite grasp it. When me and Madrigella extracted her from Child Research Station Zeto and we realized her condition, Madrigella got a copy of some work by the philosopher Kant. I'm not much for philosophy, but apparently it did the trick, because she started acting like a kind and gentle person, instead of a barely restrained psychopath.
I'm told that Gretal's condition is akin to sociopathy. Madrigella, however, says that it comes from a completely different source and can't be treated the same.
For my part, I took her to the Zoo, which she didn't like, and introduced her to the Simpsons, which, after a little while, she did like. I did not introduce her to my favorite pursuits, as she is only 13.
Intellectually, however, she is about 32, and at that she's probably a damn sight smarter than any of you. I know she's smarter than me (not that that's saying much. I've always relied more on charm than brains). Anyway whoever approaches her, do so carefully and identify yourself clearly as a member of the Rogue Elephant Society.
For those interested in stats, here they are.
Field Report - Gretal Kidnapped
Gretal, a member of the Mangey Unicorn Society has been kidnapped. It's unclear who did it or why this was done. We should have more shortly.
Molly, Gretal, and Silver Slippers were walking back to our current residence, through the Lake Side Parks in Zurich, Switzerland. The project that had brought us to Zurich did not involve them, and so they went out to explore, as is their wont. Molly's wont, but we've all come to enjoy joining her on her explorations. If only they didn't so often lead into trouble.
Gretal often runs off, so it was about a half hour before Slippers and Molly noticed she was gone. They noticed she was missing at about 10:30 PM Zurich Time (4:30 PM in Orlando, 3:30 AM in Bangkok). Slippers used her arts to determine the Gretal was no longer in the park. Once she called it in, Lady Saturday deterimined that her tranciever had also been removed or deactivated. We believe that Gretal must be drugged, as she is quite skilled at defending herself under normal circumstances. We place the time of kidnapping somewhere between 10:00 PM and 10:30 PM Zurich Time.
I do not believe that Gretal has turned or been turned on our enterprise; but it must be accepted as a possibility.
I shall report more as I can, although naturally I am somewhat more concerned with doing my job than with posting here.
Madrigella
Molly, Gretal, and Silver Slippers were walking back to our current residence, through the Lake Side Parks in Zurich, Switzerland. The project that had brought us to Zurich did not involve them, and so they went out to explore, as is their wont. Molly's wont, but we've all come to enjoy joining her on her explorations. If only they didn't so often lead into trouble.
Gretal often runs off, so it was about a half hour before Slippers and Molly noticed she was gone. They noticed she was missing at about 10:30 PM Zurich Time (4:30 PM in Orlando, 3:30 AM in Bangkok). Slippers used her arts to determine the Gretal was no longer in the park. Once she called it in, Lady Saturday deterimined that her tranciever had also been removed or deactivated. We believe that Gretal must be drugged, as she is quite skilled at defending herself under normal circumstances. We place the time of kidnapping somewhere between 10:00 PM and 10:30 PM Zurich Time.
I do not believe that Gretal has turned or been turned on our enterprise; but it must be accepted as a possibility.
I shall report more as I can, although naturally I am somewhat more concerned with doing my job than with posting here.
Madrigella
Monday, June 21, 2004
Agent Profile - Quon Jih-Eaux
Yeah this is The Duck again. This will be a short one though because Jih-Eaux is boring as hell, and because I'm too damn sober.
The way he tells it, Jih-Eaux was a regular old kid, messing around and getting into trouble in Macao (which is in China for those who don't know). The way kids are supposed to be in my book, but apparently it wasn't working out for him. So one day he stumbled into a website proporting to provide martial arts courses. After jiggering with the payment system, he downloaded a PDF entitled "The Staff of the Bruin," and printed it up. It was a series of exercises one was supposed to do with a staff. He found a broom handle and practiced with that all afternoon. When he went back to his computer, he couldn't find the downloaded PDF or the website. Mr. O figures that he stumbled into a bit of the Innernet (some sort of Ascended super-internet, I've never used it myself, being a bit of a black sheep. Well, black duck, anyway).
Anyway he keeps practicing and getting better and better. He shaves his heads, and takes to dressing in loose fitting mono-chromatic outfits. Blacks, Greys, and Greens. He's still a kid, but he's got the gift and the drive. Then one day some men showed up at his school wearing dark outfits and claiming to work for the Secretary of Security and asking to speak to him. They asked him about his web habits in detail, but Jih-Eaux didn't give them any indication that he had downloaded any illicit kung-fu manuals. It's a good thing Taryn doesn't work for Macao, she would have cracked him like a grape. When I innocently borrowed a bottle from Oliphaunts private cellar, she had my confession in 2 minutes flash. Granted, I'm particularly vulnerable to attractive women, but still.
Anyway, back to Jih-Eaux. I'd had my eye on him for a couple of weeks, actually. Taryn had intercepted a communique referencing him, and I had seen him practice and could tell he was quite good. I paid some toughs to beat the snot out of him as sort of a field exercise. Well, they were five adults and he was a 16 year old kid and took them down like yesterday's garbage. So when I saw their interest in him, I knew I had hit the jackpot. I picked him up after school and gave him the lowdown. I introduced him to Master Hoshi, and the two hit it off (sort of).
Anyway he's a 16 year old Chinese kid, like I said. He's shaved his head, and is quite spiritual for someone in our profession. He and Lord Hoshi are a study in contrasts. Lord Hoshi is loud, brash, worldly, and flashy (and of course, from 1850). Quon Jih-Eaux is quiet, friendly, ascetic, and workmanlike. Both are extremely effective martial artists however, particularly since Quon Jih-Eaux has recovered what he calls the Jade Staff of a Thousand Crystalline Blows (it looks like a regular old Staff to me, but what I know). Jih-Eaux also possesses excellent computing skills and is fairly good at sneaking. He's also extremely lucky.
Jih-Eaux works with the Silent Mongoose Society, naturally. If you want more statistical information, here it is.
Anyway that's all for this edition. Adios amoebas.
The way he tells it, Jih-Eaux was a regular old kid, messing around and getting into trouble in Macao (which is in China for those who don't know). The way kids are supposed to be in my book, but apparently it wasn't working out for him. So one day he stumbled into a website proporting to provide martial arts courses. After jiggering with the payment system, he downloaded a PDF entitled "The Staff of the Bruin," and printed it up. It was a series of exercises one was supposed to do with a staff. He found a broom handle and practiced with that all afternoon. When he went back to his computer, he couldn't find the downloaded PDF or the website. Mr. O figures that he stumbled into a bit of the Innernet (some sort of Ascended super-internet, I've never used it myself, being a bit of a black sheep. Well, black duck, anyway).
Anyway he keeps practicing and getting better and better. He shaves his heads, and takes to dressing in loose fitting mono-chromatic outfits. Blacks, Greys, and Greens. He's still a kid, but he's got the gift and the drive. Then one day some men showed up at his school wearing dark outfits and claiming to work for the Secretary of Security and asking to speak to him. They asked him about his web habits in detail, but Jih-Eaux didn't give them any indication that he had downloaded any illicit kung-fu manuals. It's a good thing Taryn doesn't work for Macao, she would have cracked him like a grape. When I innocently borrowed a bottle from Oliphaunts private cellar, she had my confession in 2 minutes flash. Granted, I'm particularly vulnerable to attractive women, but still.
Anyway, back to Jih-Eaux. I'd had my eye on him for a couple of weeks, actually. Taryn had intercepted a communique referencing him, and I had seen him practice and could tell he was quite good. I paid some toughs to beat the snot out of him as sort of a field exercise. Well, they were five adults and he was a 16 year old kid and took them down like yesterday's garbage. So when I saw their interest in him, I knew I had hit the jackpot. I picked him up after school and gave him the lowdown. I introduced him to Master Hoshi, and the two hit it off (sort of).
Anyway he's a 16 year old Chinese kid, like I said. He's shaved his head, and is quite spiritual for someone in our profession. He and Lord Hoshi are a study in contrasts. Lord Hoshi is loud, brash, worldly, and flashy (and of course, from 1850). Quon Jih-Eaux is quiet, friendly, ascetic, and workmanlike. Both are extremely effective martial artists however, particularly since Quon Jih-Eaux has recovered what he calls the Jade Staff of a Thousand Crystalline Blows (it looks like a regular old Staff to me, but what I know). Jih-Eaux also possesses excellent computing skills and is fairly good at sneaking. He's also extremely lucky.
Jih-Eaux works with the Silent Mongoose Society, naturally. If you want more statistical information, here it is.
Anyway that's all for this edition. Adios amoebas.
Intercepted Document - NSA Security Document S.12223
This document was intercepted by an ally of Mr. Oliphaunts and is provided here.
Field ReportThis operation was perhaps a bit noisier than we like to see, but it appears that Barry Ho and Johnny Grease were able to dissuade law enforcement from taking an interest in our activities. For the time being, at any rate.
Agents - Starley and Millkin
Location - Tallahassee FL
Descriptors - Gang, motorcycle; Ghost.
Possible Contacts - Phunt, Oliver, slight Asian man, taller American man (possibly Italian American)
Description of Events. Agent Millkin and I arrived at about 3:00 in the afternoon. Millkin had a theory that the Asylum was inhabited by the spirit of one of the inmates contained there when the hospital was in operations. When we arrived we saw a very well dressed American man, sweating slightly, and a smaller Asian man, who was more cool. The Asiatic man did most of the talking, explaining that he and his companion were surveying the property for an employer.
Agent Millkin and I noted a stream of motorcycles, and enquired about them, but they explained that they had arrived just before us, and assumed that the owners of the bike had gone somewhere on foot. After a brief inspection of the building, which, although run down, seemed structurally sound, we exited the building and noticed that the car of these two gentleman was completely destroyed.
We speculated that the gang of motorcycle toughs had returned while we were inside and pounded on the front of the car with baseball bats or hammers. I noted a baseball nearby which confirmed my hypothesis. Agent Millkin determined that we should consult with local authorities about their unwillingness to prosecute these thugs.
Later that evening we returned with a deputy (Deputy Charles Jones) and found the bodies of the motorcycle gang. Deputy Jones speculated that perhaps a rival gang had attacked. Agent Millkin speculated that perhaps the ghosts contained within the asylum had possessed the bikers and forced them to turn their guns on one another. Autopsies, however, showed that they had been killed by a weapon that matched none of the weapons left on site.
There were, however, anomalous findings on one of the bodies. A very large man, who was identified as Virgil St. Claire, but also apparently went by the name of Meat. The wounds he experienced seemed to be caused by heavy blows to the body, but it was impossible to identify what sort of weapon had caused the wounds. There were also strange burns on the skin, similar to burns caused by muzzle flash but with a different pattern.
At any rate, it seems most likely that the dead men were victims of a rival gang, as Deputy Jones opined. We did confirm that the property had been recently purchased by a man named Oliver Phunt, and we are attempting to contact him to gain information on his employees.
Friday, June 18, 2004
Agent Profile - Lady Saturday
Hello all, this is the Duck. I was a private investigator in Maui when ole' Oliphaunt picked me up. He and the Dragon Lady sent me all over the world to recruit people for this little bar-b-que we find ourselves in. And now he's asked me to prepare some profiles on the people I collected for him. So we'll see how this goes.
First person is a member of the Mangey Unicorn Society. One of the first I recruited, and, like many of you all, initial investigation left me with the conclusion that she was a nothing more than a legend. Than I found her and found that she was much more.
She's about 5'2", shoulder length black hair (when down, which it almost never is), slender, almost frail body. She dresses in subdued blacks and greys, but never with any noticeable style. One of her favorite sayings is "Style gets you killed."
She won't talk about her child hood - closest she gets is a mention of working alongside the diggers in 68 or so. She found her way into a couple of different revolutionary groups, but personality differences made such experiences short lived. Instead she began working alone and very quietly, very meticulously. She's a planner.
Here's her MO. She finds a corporation or government group acting like pinheads. Maybe they are abusing their workers. Maybe they are endangering the populous. Then she finds good blackmail evidence on the people making the decision. If she can't find it she creates it. This process, determining guilt and fixing the evidence, can take up to a year.
Then she plants a bomb on the premises (often, if possible, she takes a job at the place she plans on destroying). She makes a call about 30 minutes after the plant closes and makes two demands. One for money (even Revolutionary Saboteuses need to eat) and one to end any crap the company is pulling. They give in nine times out of ten, and the tenth time, well, you read about it in the papers. Usually her bombs are set up to cause maximum hassle and stoppage with minimum danger. She's an ethical bomber.
She told me, over drinks (well I was drinking. She never drinks, apparently), that "Too many revolutionaries forget that the system is made up of people and machinery, and it's safer, easier and more rewarding to smash the machinery and leave the people alone. Plus then you can sleep at night."
Anyway I found her and talked to her. She met with Oliphaunt and he explained the world to her. I'm not sure how he convinced her to join with us, as it strikes me her whole life has been a rebellion against the world the Ascended have created. I heard rumors he and the Ice Queen took her on a tour of the other time friends and she saw how much worse it could get. I gather, from other talks with her, that he promised we'd try to do something to get the ascended to be a bit better to the common people. I wonder how patient she will be with him and how much he really intends to do.
Course it occurs to me that she might be reading this, and if so, I hope she won't take anything personal. Just doing my job.
Here's some more statistical information, for those interested.
First person is a member of the Mangey Unicorn Society. One of the first I recruited, and, like many of you all, initial investigation left me with the conclusion that she was a nothing more than a legend. Than I found her and found that she was much more.
She's about 5'2", shoulder length black hair (when down, which it almost never is), slender, almost frail body. She dresses in subdued blacks and greys, but never with any noticeable style. One of her favorite sayings is "Style gets you killed."
She won't talk about her child hood - closest she gets is a mention of working alongside the diggers in 68 or so. She found her way into a couple of different revolutionary groups, but personality differences made such experiences short lived. Instead she began working alone and very quietly, very meticulously. She's a planner.
Here's her MO. She finds a corporation or government group acting like pinheads. Maybe they are abusing their workers. Maybe they are endangering the populous. Then she finds good blackmail evidence on the people making the decision. If she can't find it she creates it. This process, determining guilt and fixing the evidence, can take up to a year.
Then she plants a bomb on the premises (often, if possible, she takes a job at the place she plans on destroying). She makes a call about 30 minutes after the plant closes and makes two demands. One for money (even Revolutionary Saboteuses need to eat) and one to end any crap the company is pulling. They give in nine times out of ten, and the tenth time, well, you read about it in the papers. Usually her bombs are set up to cause maximum hassle and stoppage with minimum danger. She's an ethical bomber.
She told me, over drinks (well I was drinking. She never drinks, apparently), that "Too many revolutionaries forget that the system is made up of people and machinery, and it's safer, easier and more rewarding to smash the machinery and leave the people alone. Plus then you can sleep at night."
Anyway I found her and talked to her. She met with Oliphaunt and he explained the world to her. I'm not sure how he convinced her to join with us, as it strikes me her whole life has been a rebellion against the world the Ascended have created. I heard rumors he and the Ice Queen took her on a tour of the other time friends and she saw how much worse it could get. I gather, from other talks with her, that he promised we'd try to do something to get the ascended to be a bit better to the common people. I wonder how patient she will be with him and how much he really intends to do.
Course it occurs to me that she might be reading this, and if so, I hope she won't take anything personal. Just doing my job.
Here's some more statistical information, for those interested.
Thursday, June 17, 2004
Field Report - The 31 Precepts of the 97 Chrysanthemums
This was just recieved from Bangkok.
Hello my name is Vivek and I have been labled a vigalente by those who do not understand the evils we face. Recently we clashed with the 97 Chrysanthemums and I happened to acquire this list of Precepts which all of the Chrysanthemums are too live by.
Variations of this list are used by a number of South Asian Tongs and secret societies so it is worthy of close examination.
"THIRTY-ONE STRATEGIES OF THE 97 CHRYSANTHEMUMS
1. To cross the ocean without letting the sky know. To cheat all the people around.
2. To surround Wei country in order to rescue Chao country. If an ally is surrounded by enemy, attack the enemy's country to save the ally.
3. To kill a person with someone else's knife. To eliminate a victim without being personally involved.
4. To stay home and let the enemy come to attack you. To eliminate the tired enemy with your refreshed army.
5. To rob while there is a fire. To commit a crime amidst social unrest. To pretend to hit the east and actually attack the west. To pretend to attack one place and strike the unguarded primary target.
6. To create something out of nothing. To confuse the enemy with false information.
7. To attack the enemy through the least suspected routes while launching an explicit yet fake attack plan.
8. To stay at a distance while two conflicting parties are attacking each other.
9. To pretend to be innocent when caught.
10. To put Chang's hat on Lee's head. To confuse the enemy by identifying Lee as Chang and vice versa.
11. To steal if the situation allows. To beat the grass and scare the snake. To hit two enemies with one attack.
12. To utilize the identity of a deceased man.
13. To persuade the tiger to leave its mountain. To persuade the army or householder to leave the city or house so that one can attack the place off-guard.
14. To pretend to set loose a person right before arresting him. To throw a stone to call forth the jade. Limited self-revelation or exposure to bring forth the hidden enemy.
15. To magnify one's own strength.
16. To solve a problem by treating the causes rather than the consequences.
17. To steal after creating chaos.
18. To transform oneself into a totally new person in a crisis situation.
19. To occupy a country while passing through it.
20. To make friends with groups from far away while conquering the surrounding groups.
21. To blame someone you do not want to have open conflict, point the finger at someone else while you are making the verbal assault.
22. To steal the dragon and replace it with a phoenix. That means to steal a real thing and replace it with a fraudulent one, or to send an innocent marginal member to the authorities to bear the burden of the heinous crime of an important offender.
23. To kill a person and scare the rest.
24. To pretend to be an insane person when caught.
25. To destroy the bridge after crossing it, that is, to prevent the enemy from following.
26. To commit a crime in such a way that the incident seems to be caused by natural forces.
27. To overpower the host and take over his place.
28. To use women as bait.
29. To attack or rob a place while it is unguarded.
30. To obtain information about the enemy by counter-intelligence activities.
31. To lure the enemy's pity by intentionally hurting oneself. To apply the domino principle. To walk away from the scene if there is no better option.
This should convine all who read it of the evil of such criminals. Hopefully we will be vigilant in crushing them.
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
News Report - Local Landmark Reopening in Bangkok
Translated from Thai, first appeared in the Bangkok Post.
All of the organizations are involved in seizing Chi sites for themselves. There will be a meeting of the Rogue Elephant Society (US) tonight to discuss gaining control over such sites in the American Southeast.
Local Landmark ReopensThe Deeply Conspicuous Tea Room was a moderately powerful Chi Site. We don't know if the Green Snake Society was aware of that when they chose it as a home base, but it seems possible. The Green Snake Society, as referenced before, is a part of The Organization, so this victory made our organization stronger and theirs weaker.
The Deeply Conspicuous Tea Room in downtown Bangkok reopened today under new management. The Teahouse was destroyed in what was reported to be a battle between rival gangs.
Mr. Hoshi, a financier of some kind made these cryptic comments. "I believe that this Tea Room will serve as an example to those in the community of how to live in an honorable and pleasing manner." He then demonstrated to the reporters his skills as a martial artist.
Mr. Hoshi noted that Ms. Sumalee will remain the manager of the Deeply Conspicuous Tea Room, stating, "truly such a magnificent entrepreneuse would be sorely missed by all, if we had replaced her."
The Tea Room was destroyed under strange circumstances; it had apparently been adopted by the Green Snake Society, a local tong. There were in the process of purchasing the Tea Room when a rival gang attacked them there. In the ensuing fight the Green Snake Society was run off, and Mr. Hoshi stepped in to stem the Tea Rooms financial troubles.
All of the organizations are involved in seizing Chi sites for themselves. There will be a meeting of the Rogue Elephant Society (US) tonight to discuss gaining control over such sites in the American Southeast.
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
The Darkness We Face; The Producers
The third organization we find ourselves at odds with calls themselves the Producers. Presumably most of you are aware of the mythology surrounding a United States Military installation called Area 51. As you will often find, there is a grain of truth behind the mythology.
The Ascended have had the occasion to acquire a number of odd and unusual artifacts in their battles in the netherworld and in defending the junctures they hold. Some of those artifacts are magically powered, created by the Lotus or others in earlier junctures. Some of them are powered by a fusion of Magic and Technology which has the inelegant name of Arconowave Technology. Some of them are the remnants of lost junctures. Many of these devices are distinctly dangerous to the Ascended. So they were taken to the 1850 juncture to a remote location in Nevada for storage purposes.
Since that time the Ascended have maintained a staff of Pledged humans working to decipher these strange mechanisms. In the 1940s, an experiment gone awry alerted the public to the existence of Area 51. The Pledged Servents of the Ascended attempted initially to quell such rumors, however, some in the Jackal family saw an opportunity to experiment with a disinformation campaign in order to diver those who might threaten the Ascended.
They have succeeded; many seekers of the truth are diverted into unproductive quests for aliens. The staff at Area 51 have developed a few procedures to seed confusion among those whose passion for the truth might make them a threat. They have a three pronged methodology.
The goals of the Producers are even less clearly understood than those of the Organization. Clearly they are frustrated at being kept out of the ranks of real power within the Ascended. And it is possible that they are following a plan set out by their hypothetical contact in 2056.
The confusion, however may simply be a reflection of their current leader, Jason Wittgensen, of whom I will speak at a later time.
The Ascended have had the occasion to acquire a number of odd and unusual artifacts in their battles in the netherworld and in defending the junctures they hold. Some of those artifacts are magically powered, created by the Lotus or others in earlier junctures. Some of them are powered by a fusion of Magic and Technology which has the inelegant name of Arconowave Technology. Some of them are the remnants of lost junctures. Many of these devices are distinctly dangerous to the Ascended. So they were taken to the 1850 juncture to a remote location in Nevada for storage purposes.
Since that time the Ascended have maintained a staff of Pledged humans working to decipher these strange mechanisms. In the 1940s, an experiment gone awry alerted the public to the existence of Area 51. The Pledged Servents of the Ascended attempted initially to quell such rumors, however, some in the Jackal family saw an opportunity to experiment with a disinformation campaign in order to diver those who might threaten the Ascended.
They have succeeded; many seekers of the truth are diverted into unproductive quests for aliens. The staff at Area 51 have developed a few procedures to seed confusion among those whose passion for the truth might make them a threat. They have a three pronged methodology.
1. They provide circumstantial and visual evidence of aliens. This is done using technology they have pilfered from the Architects and from other sources.Recently the head of Area 51, along with allies throughout the South West United States and up into the Rocky Mountains have quietly slipped off the reservation. They have increased their production of Frankensteins, and have made significant advances in their understanding of Arcanowave technology. We believe they have made contact with a group from the 2056 juncture. It’s doubtful they would work with the Architects directly, but they may have contacted disaffected scientists from that juncture. They have begun referring to themselves as the Producers, a wry reference to their creation of science fiction monsters.
2. Whenever anybody gets a little too eager or needs a push in the right direction, they receive either an anonymous tip or a visit from the “Men in Black.” The “Men in Black” have rarely handled actual threats to the Ascended (those are usually handled by a visit from Scorpion or Snake assassins), but they help steer seekers into dead end investigations by showing up to “dissuade the investigator” from investigating nonsense.
3. The third prong is nicknamed Project Frankenstein. As referenced above they have a relatively large stockpile of biotechnology from the future. They have been attempting to duplicate said devises and installing it in human subjects. They acquire their subjects in one of two ways. Either they capture them through an “alien abduction” or they use an inmate from one of about two dozen prisons that Ascended (and now the Producers) control in the Southwest.
The goals of the Producers are even less clearly understood than those of the Organization. Clearly they are frustrated at being kept out of the ranks of real power within the Ascended. And it is possible that they are following a plan set out by their hypothetical contact in 2056.
The confusion, however may simply be a reflection of their current leader, Jason Wittgensen, of whom I will speak at a later time.
The Darkness We Face; The Organization
As referenced above I am reviewing the groups that the Rogue Elephant Society was created to struggle against. The first, the True Ascended, I referenced below.
The second group is simply called the Organization. It is made up of several crime families and organizations. For the most part these are smaller operations, as most of the larger, more successful, criminal organizations are under the direct control of the Ascended. The combined power of these smaller groups, however, is making them players in the criminal world.
Among the groups who have united behind the Organization are the Luchesse Family out of Washington D.C., the Mahoney Family from Philadelphia, the Raviel Cartel (out of Peru), the Johnny Too Bads (a Jamaican Gang, powerful in New York and the Caribbean), the 97 Chrysanthemums (from Malaysia, although they also have a presence in Hong Kong), the Soshi Family (A Yakuza Family, active in Japan and the Pacific Northwest), and the Green Snake Society (Thailand), as well as several dozen smaller groups.
What makes this group troubling is the speed with which they have grown and acquired power. A year ago most of the individual families / groups were barely getting by; today and together they have enough muscle to challenge almost any other gang. So far they have chosen to be good sports and stay quiet, but they are under no obligation to continue that policy.
The big man in North America is called Big Cy, which is short for Cyrus. He’s affiliated with the Mahoney family, but he has not been with them very long. We can not discern any overarching goal for the Organization except that of making a lot of money through criminal endeavors. That doesn't mean that such goals don't exist, simply that we are unaware of what they might be. This is a lack we intend to rectify.
The second group is simply called the Organization. It is made up of several crime families and organizations. For the most part these are smaller operations, as most of the larger, more successful, criminal organizations are under the direct control of the Ascended. The combined power of these smaller groups, however, is making them players in the criminal world.
Among the groups who have united behind the Organization are the Luchesse Family out of Washington D.C., the Mahoney Family from Philadelphia, the Raviel Cartel (out of Peru), the Johnny Too Bads (a Jamaican Gang, powerful in New York and the Caribbean), the 97 Chrysanthemums (from Malaysia, although they also have a presence in Hong Kong), the Soshi Family (A Yakuza Family, active in Japan and the Pacific Northwest), and the Green Snake Society (Thailand), as well as several dozen smaller groups.
What makes this group troubling is the speed with which they have grown and acquired power. A year ago most of the individual families / groups were barely getting by; today and together they have enough muscle to challenge almost any other gang. So far they have chosen to be good sports and stay quiet, but they are under no obligation to continue that policy.
The big man in North America is called Big Cy, which is short for Cyrus. He’s affiliated with the Mahoney family, but he has not been with them very long. We can not discern any overarching goal for the Organization except that of making a lot of money through criminal endeavors. That doesn't mean that such goals don't exist, simply that we are unaware of what they might be. This is a lack we intend to rectify.
Monday, June 14, 2004
The Darkness We Face; The True Ascended
There are three main enemies that Mr. Oliphaunt created the Rogue Elephant Society to face. All three share one thing in common; they are all largely hidden from the hierarchy of the Ascended. Mr. Oliphaunt tried warning the Unspoken Name, leader of the Ascended, but does not feel that his warnings were given much credence. And so he decided to take matters into his own hands.
The first of these threats involves an organization called the "True Ascended." This organizations includes portions of the Shell of the Turtle, the Fang of the Snake, and the Hunger of the Jackal, as well as individual Moles (who, given their mining expertise have contributed extensively to the finances of the True Ascended), Spiders(who have contributed considerably towards keeping the True Ascended off of the Unspoken Name's radar screen), Toads, Magpies, Cockroaches, Crabs and Chameleons.
The True Ascended have two main programs that we've been able to discern. The first is something they call the Apocalypse Protocols. We've been unable to ascertain exactly what these protocols would accomplish, but, tellingly, they have involved gaining control of various weapons facilities, including some nuclear silos in the former Soviet Union.
The other project is called the Phoenix Agenda. It involves shoring up the numbers of the True Ascended through three methods. The first is rapid response to the appearance of an ascended animals. The second is the attempt to encourage more animals to ascend. The third, the most ambitious, involves taking Ascended who have reverted to their original form and, somehow, Re-ascending them. It's unclear whether this is even possible; but they are going to try.
Key True Ascended Personnel include Ms. Lauren Sidell, a turtle with a real knack for covert organization. She developed the protocols that allow them to maintain a certain unity of action, without any single cell knowing enough to be dangerous to the organization as a whole. She appears to have died about two months ago, and the circumstances surrounding her death are murky. The current head of the True Ascended is either a European Jackal named Francoise or an Australian Mole known as Reggie McKracken.
They are dangerous and dedicated to their goals, but they haven't acted against the Ascended or the current world situation yet. Mr. Oliphaunt believes that they believe themselves superior to humanity, and their long range goals may be a society akin to that practiced in 2056. One of oppression and control for regular humans, although the ascended will have things much nicer (or so the True Ascended believe).
The first of these threats involves an organization called the "True Ascended." This organizations includes portions of the Shell of the Turtle, the Fang of the Snake, and the Hunger of the Jackal, as well as individual Moles (who, given their mining expertise have contributed extensively to the finances of the True Ascended), Spiders(who have contributed considerably towards keeping the True Ascended off of the Unspoken Name's radar screen), Toads, Magpies, Cockroaches, Crabs and Chameleons.
The True Ascended have two main programs that we've been able to discern. The first is something they call the Apocalypse Protocols. We've been unable to ascertain exactly what these protocols would accomplish, but, tellingly, they have involved gaining control of various weapons facilities, including some nuclear silos in the former Soviet Union.
The other project is called the Phoenix Agenda. It involves shoring up the numbers of the True Ascended through three methods. The first is rapid response to the appearance of an ascended animals. The second is the attempt to encourage more animals to ascend. The third, the most ambitious, involves taking Ascended who have reverted to their original form and, somehow, Re-ascending them. It's unclear whether this is even possible; but they are going to try.
Key True Ascended Personnel include Ms. Lauren Sidell, a turtle with a real knack for covert organization. She developed the protocols that allow them to maintain a certain unity of action, without any single cell knowing enough to be dangerous to the organization as a whole. She appears to have died about two months ago, and the circumstances surrounding her death are murky. The current head of the True Ascended is either a European Jackal named Francoise or an Australian Mole known as Reggie McKracken.
They are dangerous and dedicated to their goals, but they haven't acted against the Ascended or the current world situation yet. Mr. Oliphaunt believes that they believe themselves superior to humanity, and their long range goals may be a society akin to that practiced in 2056. One of oppression and control for regular humans, although the ascended will have things much nicer (or so the True Ascended believe).
News Report - Diabolical Disturbance in Barcelona
Diabolical Disturbance in BarcelonaWe have news taps at all the mainstream news sources. This story never saw the light of day, thank goodness. The woman involved were, of course, our own Molly, Madrigella, and Silver Slippers. We don't know what to make of this "Many-Mouthed Beast." The first assumption would be that the Lotus (sorcerers from ancient China) would be behind it, but they rarely operate outside of the Far East. Madrigella believes herself to be on the trail of whoever sent the beast, but we have no hard evidence at this point.
By Nicolai Van Hoffman, Associated Press
BARCELONA, SPAIN. According to reports collect by this reporter, their was a supernatural attack on a small chapel on the outskirts of Barcelona. The priest was able to repel the beast with some help.
During evening services, worshipers reported the doors being flung open and 12 feet tall humanoid figure, covered with mouths walking in. The creature, apparently had his own mouth with which he screamed, "It is time for this place to die!" The beast strode into the center of the chapel, at which point the priest pulled out an automatic weapon and opened fire, while worshipers fled through a side door, and to the back.
The weapon had little effect initially, but then the beast was also attacked by three other worshipers, three woman. The first was 7 feet tall and extremely well built, with red hair and black eyes. She attacked the creature with her fists. The second, a thin woman with light purple hair, pulled a handgun and opened fire as well, and the third, according to reports (which omitted all description of her), spoke some words in an ancient language and threw lightning from her fingers at the creature. The creature fought back, throwing the tongues in its many mouths out to attack, but was destroyed.
The three woman disappeared into the crowd and the priest refused to make any comment.
Editors comments; Are you kidding me? What is this crap, Van Hoffman? You have stories like these send them to the enquirer not me.
A Few Procedual Notes
Mr. Oliphaunt has suggested that I (Tayrn, for those who don't know) give a brief insight into how our organization works. After a weekend spent stealing illicit technology from the Seven Skateboarding Samurai, you'd think he would give me a break. But apparently not.
At any rate, I'll make this brief. Although Mr. Oliphaunt remains sequestered in Central Florida (from which he runs the American contingent), he has set up satellite organizations in Europe and Asia, and we hope to have organizations in Central and South America and Africa soon.
The organization in Europe has the name "The Mangy Unicorn Society" and is housed in Kaiserslatern, Germany. It is made up exclusively of women, as Mr. Oliphaunt does not believe that Men and Woman should serve in the same organization. After continued exposure he has realized that Women are as skilled in kicking ass and taking names as Men. He retains, however, the retrograde fantasy that Woman will distract Men (and I have to say that there is some evidence to support this view point. Men are pretty stupid when it comes to this sort of interaction).
At any rate the European organization has about 8 members, all very skilled. Among their ranks are Molly O'Shaunessay, bare knuckle champion of Shannon, 5 years running (although it seems unlikely she will make it back this year), Madrigella who has been working for the Italian Secret Service since she was 15 and running it since she was 23 (she needed more of a challenge and runs the Mangy Unicorn society), and a woman known as Gretal, who has an uncanny to ability to find anything and several other horrifying aspects.
The Asian organization is called "The Silent Mongoose Society" and is housed in Thiruvananthapuram, India. It is the other male society, and the smallest of the groups, with 5 members. The members include two martial artists, Master Hoshi and Quon Jih-Eux. Master Hoshi is a master of the Blade along with Crane Style Kung Fu. Quon Jih-Eaux is a master of Bear Style Kung Fu and is extremely strong. They also have Old Man Crow, a Native American shaman who served in the Korean War, and came to enjoy the area, and Vivek, a masked vigilante (the name means Justice) who had to be shown that his enemies were not just the cartels and tongs that menaced India.
The American organization, the actual Rogue Elephant society, is still in the final process of being put together; but it looks like it will be the largest with about 15 members. Among them are an ex-Mafia hitman named Johnny Grease, a cybernetic ape (that Mr. Oliphaunt has been under some pains to keep hidden) from the future, the Ghost of a Hong Kong cop named Billy Ho, and a transformed Mallard and Polynesian P.I. named "the Duck." We'll have to hope they can pull of the missions that Mr. Oliphaunt is going to ask of them.
Anyway this website will strive to record all of our groups missions and assignments; but obviously since I have more information on the American group (due to proximity) I will be covering them in some what greater detail.
At any rate, I'll make this brief. Although Mr. Oliphaunt remains sequestered in Central Florida (from which he runs the American contingent), he has set up satellite organizations in Europe and Asia, and we hope to have organizations in Central and South America and Africa soon.
The organization in Europe has the name "The Mangy Unicorn Society" and is housed in Kaiserslatern, Germany. It is made up exclusively of women, as Mr. Oliphaunt does not believe that Men and Woman should serve in the same organization. After continued exposure he has realized that Women are as skilled in kicking ass and taking names as Men. He retains, however, the retrograde fantasy that Woman will distract Men (and I have to say that there is some evidence to support this view point. Men are pretty stupid when it comes to this sort of interaction).
At any rate the European organization has about 8 members, all very skilled. Among their ranks are Molly O'Shaunessay, bare knuckle champion of Shannon, 5 years running (although it seems unlikely she will make it back this year), Madrigella who has been working for the Italian Secret Service since she was 15 and running it since she was 23 (she needed more of a challenge and runs the Mangy Unicorn society), and a woman known as Gretal, who has an uncanny to ability to find anything and several other horrifying aspects.
The Asian organization is called "The Silent Mongoose Society" and is housed in Thiruvananthapuram, India. It is the other male society, and the smallest of the groups, with 5 members. The members include two martial artists, Master Hoshi and Quon Jih-Eux. Master Hoshi is a master of the Blade along with Crane Style Kung Fu. Quon Jih-Eaux is a master of Bear Style Kung Fu and is extremely strong. They also have Old Man Crow, a Native American shaman who served in the Korean War, and came to enjoy the area, and Vivek, a masked vigilante (the name means Justice) who had to be shown that his enemies were not just the cartels and tongs that menaced India.
The American organization, the actual Rogue Elephant society, is still in the final process of being put together; but it looks like it will be the largest with about 15 members. Among them are an ex-Mafia hitman named Johnny Grease, a cybernetic ape (that Mr. Oliphaunt has been under some pains to keep hidden) from the future, the Ghost of a Hong Kong cop named Billy Ho, and a transformed Mallard and Polynesian P.I. named "the Duck." We'll have to hope they can pull of the missions that Mr. Oliphaunt is going to ask of them.
Anyway this website will strive to record all of our groups missions and assignments; but obviously since I have more information on the American group (due to proximity) I will be covering them in some what greater detail.
Thursday, June 10, 2004
The Ascended
OK, I (Tayrn O'Ciaragáin) have returned. Apparently one of Mr. Oliphaunt's heroes was testing an unusual weapon recovered during one of his missions.
A few more details on the Ascended might be helpful before explaining their enemies. The Ascended are animals who have become human. Similar to the were wolves of European lore or the Changing Phantoms of Eastern Lore. Unfortunately the legends leave out a few salient details (or, in some cases, refer to similar, but distinct, creatures).
First of all the Ascended appear entirely human. They bear no obviously feral traits. They cannot become the animals that they have ascended from. They cannot become any Hollywood style half-man/half wolf hybrids either. They are simply humans who were once animals.
That is not to say that they do not share some of the traits of the animals they have ascended from. An ascended spider will tend to be patient and wary. An ascended tiger will be fierce and regal. I know from personal experience that an ascended mallard will be lazy and unproductive.
No I am not speaking of Mr. Oliphaunt. You might wonder if he is a transformed animal himself, given his close and friendly association with the ascended and, frankly, given his alias. For my part, I do not know. He has cleverly deflected any such inquiries on my part.
One thing that leads me to suspect he may be something else is that the ascended nearly always show some unusual powers related to their original form. For example I have seen Ascended Spiders entangle their opponents in invisible webs. I have seen Tigers leap upon their enemies from some distance. I have seen Mallards float on water (on a raft. Drinking Marguritas.)
The other key point to understand about the Ascended is that they fear magic in all its forms. Magic has the potential to revert them to their original forms. And once you have enjoyed life as a human, reverting to an animal life is pretty horrifying, I guess. Not to mention that many of their root animals have significantly shorter lifespans than humans.
A few more details on the Ascended might be helpful before explaining their enemies. The Ascended are animals who have become human. Similar to the were wolves of European lore or the Changing Phantoms of Eastern Lore. Unfortunately the legends leave out a few salient details (or, in some cases, refer to similar, but distinct, creatures).
First of all the Ascended appear entirely human. They bear no obviously feral traits. They cannot become the animals that they have ascended from. They cannot become any Hollywood style half-man/half wolf hybrids either. They are simply humans who were once animals.
That is not to say that they do not share some of the traits of the animals they have ascended from. An ascended spider will tend to be patient and wary. An ascended tiger will be fierce and regal. I know from personal experience that an ascended mallard will be lazy and unproductive.
No I am not speaking of Mr. Oliphaunt. You might wonder if he is a transformed animal himself, given his close and friendly association with the ascended and, frankly, given his alias. For my part, I do not know. He has cleverly deflected any such inquiries on my part.
One thing that leads me to suspect he may be something else is that the ascended nearly always show some unusual powers related to their original form. For example I have seen Ascended Spiders entangle their opponents in invisible webs. I have seen Tigers leap upon their enemies from some distance. I have seen Mallards float on water (on a raft. Drinking Marguritas.)
The other key point to understand about the Ascended is that they fear magic in all its forms. Magic has the potential to revert them to their original forms. And once you have enjoyed life as a human, reverting to an animal life is pretty horrifying, I guess. Not to mention that many of their root animals have significantly shorter lifespans than humans.
A Note
Hello, I am Ms. Tayrn O'Ciaragáin. I serve as Mr. Oliphaunt's Major Domo, and as is typical in any endeavor that requires he leave his lounge, he has delegated the day to day running of this log to me.
It is one of his rare good ideas, however, so I am happy to do so. This log will be a private window into the workings of the Rogue Elephant Society, which currently has branches in Asia, Europe and North America. We hope to have branches in Africa / the Middle East and Latin America soon.
You may ask what the Rogue Elephant Society is all about. Well we are protecting the corrupt and venal system which runs the world in 2003 from becoming a truly monstrous system. Mr. Oliphaunt has some notion that we might improve the system through our efforts, but I remain doubtful.
The Ascended control the world. Kind of like those elderly gentleman on the X-Files, but more effective and less old. To answer the obvious questions, yes this means governments are illusions, the economic system is rigged in their favor (although not, I might add, specifically against anybody else (unless that person has frustrated a superior)), the media has little to no interest in revealing them, and they are the reason so many bad things happen. Not the only reason, but a reason.
Why, then, do I and Mr. Oliphaunt tacitly support them? Because the alternatives are worse. Much worse. But I'm afraid that I hear automatic gun fire, and so I must leave that discussion until a later time.
It is one of his rare good ideas, however, so I am happy to do so. This log will be a private window into the workings of the Rogue Elephant Society, which currently has branches in Asia, Europe and North America. We hope to have branches in Africa / the Middle East and Latin America soon.
You may ask what the Rogue Elephant Society is all about. Well we are protecting the corrupt and venal system which runs the world in 2003 from becoming a truly monstrous system. Mr. Oliphaunt has some notion that we might improve the system through our efforts, but I remain doubtful.
The Ascended control the world. Kind of like those elderly gentleman on the X-Files, but more effective and less old. To answer the obvious questions, yes this means governments are illusions, the economic system is rigged in their favor (although not, I might add, specifically against anybody else (unless that person has frustrated a superior)), the media has little to no interest in revealing them, and they are the reason so many bad things happen. Not the only reason, but a reason.
Why, then, do I and Mr. Oliphaunt tacitly support them? Because the alternatives are worse. Much worse. But I'm afraid that I hear automatic gun fire, and so I must leave that discussion until a later time.
The Beginning
And so I, Mr. Phineas Oliphaunt, master of the Rogue Elephant Society do ordain that a log be created to record the exploits of my noble band of warriors and heros.
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