[October 21, 2004 - Marysville, KS] "Wait a second," Anna gestured at the timestamp. "Last episode, it was 2003. What gives?" Well, I'd kind of hoped to get this bit of the storyline finished up a few months ago, but I blocked up again. "Too much cheese," Kat smirked. "Hey!" Oakthorn objected, quite correctly. Not that kind of blockage. Anyway, at the pace things are going, there's a good chance we'd be a full year behind the real calendar by the time this whole mess resolves, what with the demons and squirrels and stuff. And the Author trying to get a few other projects written as well, including some stuff for work. So just pretend this is sliding comicbook time, and dates are just topical references that can be safely ignored whenever some insane person decides to come along and index all the stories. "So, what got you writing again?" Skysabre asked. "Not that I'm not *used to* limbo." Oh, Mason's Mazin' Mob finally posted another episode. And I was inspired to not have another big gap in the series. "That'd better be the only inspiration you take from MMM, mister Author," Kat warned. "You try any of that 'Sensation' stuff with me and I'll find a way to rip your lips off." Ooooookay. "So," Oakthorn made an effort to change the subject, "we're just ignoring an entire year? All the things we could have done during that time? And what about the Continuity Black Hole?" Well, it's like in the comics, where you have characters who have been around for thirty years but in-story have only been active for less than a decade. It just takes a certain way of squinting at time and fuzzing it out, suspending one's sense of time and, dare I say it, continuity. The Continuity Black Hole is still there, until a certain Author finishes his "research" and gets things rolling again. Things will just connect up differently. Not that it REALLY matters. [Hey, I'm just glad something's coming out that I can work on. Big guy's decided ASH is too serious for footnotes, or something. - Ed] Shut up, Ed. @>-`-,-`-,-`-,`-,-`-,-`-,-`- \\ // -'-.-'-.'-.-'-.-'-.-'-.-'-<@ .|,Coherent Comics Presents \\ // #30 - The Long Night --X------------------------- E }X{ ARCHS copyright 2004 by the '|` A Superguy/LNH Tale // \\ Dvandroid (Dave Van Domelen) @>-`-,-`-,-`-,`-,-`-,-`-,-`- // \\ -'-.-'-.'-.-'-.-'-.-'-.-'-<@ Skysabre leapt back and up, away from the demons that had suddenly materialized on the street in front of him. As he let the arc carry him to the top of a store's facade, he reached behind him and drew the short, paired butterfly swords that were concealed under his jacket. Barely better than glorified kitchen knifes, especially against demons. Still, he'd never learned that Highlander trick of concealing full-length swords under short coats. The demons were roaring in what sounded like Chinese, but seemed more interested in scaring people than actually attacking them. Unfortunately, while this was definitely suspicious, there were too many explanations available, ranging from pranksters with holoprojectors to demons that fed on fear instead of flesh. "Gotta be in it to win it," Skysabre sighed as he jumped back down to street level and struck out with the short blades. * * * * Kat put down the rifle. "Insubstantial," she sighed. She had been about to put a bullet in the center of the triangle formed by a demon's three eyes when she'd noticed a treebranch pass through the top of its head without being disturbed. It didn't mean that these things couldn't hurt people, but it did suggest that conventional weapons were more likely to hit bystanders than to do anything to the demons. She considered relaying this information to the others, but decided against distracting them with com chatter. Odds were that they'd already figured out they couldn't hit the demons. * * * * "An illusion is something that's not really there and can't be interacted with," Anna mused while Paul tried to keep people from stampeding away from the insubstantial demons. "So unsympathetic magic should be especially useful against one." "Well, whatever you're planning, do it soon," Paul advised as he helped a stumbling woman back to her feet. Anna nodded, and turned away. One had to ignore the target in a very specific way in order to make unsympathetic magic work. She nonchalantly toyed with her wand. There was a loud crunching noise. The demon was now quite solid, and starting to tear up the pavement to make chunks it could throw. "Not so much 'useful' as 'powerful and unpredictable,' I think," Paul snarked as he picked up his pace to get the woman in his arms out of the area. * * * * "Bad night!" Jack gasped as he ran towards the mass of demons. He could see Skysabre jumping up and away, and Anna doing...something or other. Leaping at one of the demons from behind, he tried to kick it in the kidneys, assuming it HAD kidneys. Instead, he flew through unimpeded, and almost fell upon landing. "Huh?" "You can't hurt my ogres," came a voice from the sidewalk, as smooth and cold and hard as a lake in winter. He turned to see the woman in white. "*Your* ogres? Are you behind this?" She laughed and a shiver ran up Jack's back. "Of course I am! If I weren't, I would at least be worried that my ogres were misbehaving, wouldn't I?" In a sensuous yet unearthly motion, she reached up to pull one of the ivory pins from her hair. Before Jack's eyes, it lengthened and became a wickedly barbed spear, made all of ivory stained brown at the tip by old blood. "My divinations told me you would be here, Jack Yuen. And now you will come with me, or my ogres will raze the town and I will take you anyway." * * * * Skysabre stopped suddenly, standing in front of an ogre with his weapons lowered. It roared in anger, bellowed at him and thumped its chest in a threatening manner. But it didn't try to strike him. He stepped inside of it. There was a chill feeling, deeper than the cool of the October evening, but that was all. The monster jumped away, apparently realizing that its bluff had been called. "Spirit, illusion...they can't hurt us," Skysabre muttered to himself. He turned to call out to the still panicked crowd. "Everyone, these aren't real! They can't touch you!" Which, of course, is when the ogre tearing up the pavement decided to throw a chunk of it directly at Skysabre by way of proving him wrong. * * * * Anna looked in horror as the asphalt projectile streaked towards her teammate. He seemed convinced that it was all illusion, and wasn't making any effort to dodge. She cleared her mind. She looked away. She ignored the pavement VERY carefully. She waited for the sickening crunch. * * * * Jack looked over his opponent's shoulder and saw a stone of some sort pass harmlessly through Skysabre before vanishing in a puff of mist. "Your ogres are illusions," he pointed at the wisp of fog behind Skysabre. "But this is not!" she thrust forward with the ivory spear, whipping it to the side to follow Jack as he tried to dodge its point. The spear smacked painfully against his thigh, but didn't draw blood. Quickly taking off his windbreaker, Jack whipped it around the spear and pulled tight on the sleeves to bind his opponent's weapon. He started to pull it away from the woman, when she smiled darkly and turned it back into a hairpin, then changed it into a cruelly serrated ivory sword. "I miss having a shape-changing weapon," Jack sighed as he held up the jacket in the hopes of parrying the inevitable next attack. "It's not the weapon, it's the wielder," the woman sneered. "I am not called the White-Bone Demon for nothing!" "You mean you pay them?" Jack taunted, although the tremor in his voice made it a rather hollow taunt. "No, but I will be paid rather handsomely when I bring your body in pieces to Lord Erlang...I know it will not kill you, but it'll be FUN," she cackled as she swung her sword at Jack's neck. It shredded Jack's interposed windbreaker, but that was infinitely preferable to it shredding his body. Unfortunately, that left him without a defense against the next stroke. A shot rang out. Both combatants paused to look down the street, to where an ogre was staggering. The top of its head had been removed by a bullet, and this seemed to be confusing it a little. "But...?" Jack said. "How...?" the White-Bone Demon added simultaneously. Jack merely suspected the ogre had been an illusion, the White-Bone Demon *knew* it was one, so she was surprised just a little longer than Jack was. This gave him an opening, and he grabbed a giant stuffed squirrel from a ruined carnival game nearby, shoving it down over the sword like a plush, furry sheath. "You've been nerfed," Jack informed the demon. She snarled, baring her fangs as she shrank the weapon back to its dormant state as a hairpin. But this time, Jack was ready for it and closed with her, knocking the ivory shaft out of her hands with a nerve strike to the wrist and plucking the remaining hairpins from her increasingly disheveled coif with his free hand. "American fumbles chopsticks!" he called out as the hairpins flew from his hands in all directions. "Gorilla dials cell phone during peak hours!" he added, jabbing the White-Bone Demon repeatedly in the forehead with curled fingers. With a scream, she vanished in a puff of smoke, which itself was gone before Jack could do anything but flail ineffectively at it. * * * * "I don't get it," Louie said once the crowds had been calmed down and everything restored to something resembling normalcy. "My boss killed the White-Bone Demon centuries ago, when he was working for ol' Three Baskets." "Maybe she survived? She seems to be big on illusion and pretty good at running away," Anna observed. Louie shook his head. "The Monkey King is a pro at demon-hunting, babe. She may have been able to trick him a few times, but he made EXTRA sure the last time." Jack scratched his head for a moment, then got a look of revelation. "She is not the White-Bone Demon of this world, she must be the one from my home universe. Just as the Erlang who has been hunting me is not the native version of the god." Skysabre nodded. "Makes sense. Some of the lesser powers would be interested in currying favor with the Jade Emperor by accompanying Erlang across the Altiversal boundaries. And ones with no local counterpart might have an easier time of it, if the two versions would otherwise have been competing for mystical resources." Louie snapped his paws, which is fairly impressive the first time you see it. "That's what the mystics meant!" OKAY, WHAT *DID* THE MYSTICS MEAN? IS ANNA GOING TO KEEP TRYING TO USE THAT UNSYMPATHETIC MAGIC? WILL THE AUTHOR START WRITING AT A PACE THAT WON'T REQUIRE HIM TO RESET THE YEAR *AGAIN* IN A FEW EPISODES? WHERE DID HANS GO? Answers to a few of these questions, and maybe a crossover update, can be found on the next...SUPERGUY! Oh, and Hans found a bar and didn't even notice the whole ogre thing. =========================================================================== Author's Notes: Actually, most of what I would have said here is up in the fourth wall breakage of the opening bit. The White-Bone Demon was the starring villain of my first exposure to Journey to the West. She used her illusions and shapeshifting to convince the monk Tripitaka that Monkey had gone mad and had to be dismissed (she faked being a succession of mortals, Monkey saw through the disguises and attacked, she retreated while letting the fake bodies fall dead, so everyone else thought Monkey was just killing mortals). The version seen this issue has suffered a power reduction from the turbulence between altiverses, but makes up for it by having studied illusion at the knee of her mother, the Toad Demon. And now, Feng Shui stats for Louie! Again, he's a little more experienced than the beginning Supernatural Creature and has Sorcery (which they usually don't), but he's been around a while. Louie The Squirrel Archetype: Supernatural Creature Juncture: 000SUPERGUYTAOISTHEAVEN Attributes: BOD 5 REF 10 CHI 3 (Mag 5) MND 6 (Int 7) Skills: Creature Powers 14 Sorcery 10 Martial Arts 12 Deceit 9 Info/Squirrel Politics 11 Schticks: (Creature Powers) Transformation x2, Surprising Growth* (Sorcery) Divination, Fertility * Surprising Growth allows the user to grow to an incredible size for a limited time. It's a difficulty 10 Creature Powers check, and can only be made once per day. If successful, the user grows to immense size for a number of shots equal to the outcome, and may use their Creature Powers AV in place of their BOD score. Once the growth ends, the user suffers -2 Impairment for twice as many shots as they were at giant size. Notes: Louie's natural form is that of a monkey. He does not have the horrific appearance of standard Supernatural Creatures, and he can be healed by non-magical Medicine skill, but at -3AV unless the practitioner is a veterinarian. When in squirrel form, Louis has -2 to his STR and +2 to his dodge AV. Unless using Surprising Growth, of course. Weapons: Sharp tongue Wealth Level: Working Stiff