Holy shit, slam on the breaks and get close enough to the cars so they cant hit you with missiles.

>>64364
>>64365
Amendment. Aim for an unlaunched missile.

>>64366
>>64370
Seconding these.

>>64367
>Get closer to the cars with machineguns
Lolno. We just fixed up our baby, we're not smashing it if we can try.

I second the motion to try to derringer the helicopter pilot. I also second the motion to jam the brakes of the forward car. whether or not it crashes into the other, it'll still put them well behind us for a while.

1/4 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/13(Tue)19:43 No. 64414 ID: f4963f
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>>64365
>>64370
>>64372
Nicolas pulls out his juiced-up Dappy Derringer and aims it at the Helicopter. The thing's quite a ways away, but if he can score a critical hit, this thing's going down. He aims for one of the unlaunched missiles and squeezes the trigger.

2/4 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/13(Tue)19:44 No. 64418 ID: f4963f
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Goddamnit! This thing's got no range, he missed the missile by a mile. However, the helicopter does stop firing and starts to swerve erratically, so Nicolas assumes he must have hit something important.

3/4 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/13(Tue)19:50 No. 64428 ID: f4963f
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>>64367
>>64375
>Jam the other car's brakes!
Nicolas likes this idea. Let's just charge up some psychic mojo and...

>Animated

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/13(Tue)19:50 No. 64431 ID: f4963f
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What the- THAT FUCKER. THAT FUCKER IN THE BACK SEAT HAS A DISRUPTOR.

NICOLAS THOUGHT ONLY IGNOMETICS HAD THOSE.

FUCK. He's going to keep cockblocking us!

The jeep slams the accelerator hard, nearly sideswiping a civilian car. Nicolas thinks there's going to be some bullet spam incoming soon.

>>64431
Do an awkward half-groping exchange of seats with Joel.
That is unless she thinks she can lose them.

>>64431
Trade spots with Joel, get her shooting.

Without your majick mojo, you're the inferior warrior here.

>>64431
Shoot the jeep. It's closer, you might have some accuracy.

>>64468
Shoot the jeep's engine. You'll penetrate, damage elctronics, starts a fire, and possibly cause esplosions.

>>64431

Let's pull some shenanigans... LUPIN THE THIRD STYLE.

DRIVE OFF THE FREEWAY ONTO THE ONE BELOW.

He could have just bought the disruptor, like you did. Was he targeting you with it just now, or the mojo'd brake pedal? If it's just the pedal, he can only block you for four more rounds, or else you could project an RPG in your hands, that should deter them a little.

>>64474
Sounds good to me!

1/3 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/13(Tue)21:38 No. 64588 ID: f4963f
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>>64463
>Trade spots with Joel, get her shooting.
Trading spots in the middle of a car chase might be possible! However, you seem to have underestimated Joel's AGILE. She's able to handle both for the time being.

The jeep pulls up alongside the car. A heavily armoured scrubber is manning the mounted gun; Nicolas can see through his magic-detecting glasses that the guy's military armour is further reinforced by magic. Joel's hitting him, but it's doing fuck-all to knock him off.

The deafening rattle of a machine gun fills the car as the agent fires off rounds at point blank, pegging both the occupants.

>Joel has been MODERATELY WOUNDED
>Nicolas has been MODERATELY WOUNDED
>Nic's car is FUCKING DAMAGED AGAIN GODDAMNIT

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/13(Tue)21:38 No. 64590 ID: f4963f
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>>64468
>Shoot the jeep, it's closer!
This is more within Nicolas' firing range. However, given the circumstances, he's going to use a somewhat liberal definition of 'the Jeep'.

The DAPPER DERRINGER penetrates the Scrubber's armour easily, and the stun effect leaves him tumbling off of the Jeep.

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/13(Tue)21:39 No. 64592 ID: f4963f
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Nicolas' Derringer is now empty. He could reload, but he decides it would be best to swap out drivers now.

"There's a supervisor in the other car!" he says as he takes the wheel. "He's got a psychic disruptor, I can't do anything!"

Primary control has switched to Joel.

Joel could really use some heavy metal right now.

>>64592
Pop in Beerstorm, blare radio.

Now that the gunner is down try and take out the chopper.

Check pets' status.

>>64592
Joel, aim at the car with the supervisor. Nic has crazy psypowers that can drop helicopters and hurl cars. If you can take out the guy with the disruptor, you'll make this much easier.

1/3 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/13(Tue)22:20 No. 64622 ID: f4963f
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>Put in Beerstorm, crank up Radio.
Beerstorm. A metal group so awesome it borders on self-parody. Their songs are filled with praise for senseless drinking and violence. Joel inserts the disk and skips ahead to the most epic fucking track on it, 'Beard, Axe, Ale, Pride'. Heads are gonna roll.

"Joel? What're you doing?!"

"Quiet, Nic," she says. "I'm in my Zone."

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/13(Tue)22:21 No. 64624 ID: f4963f
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>Check Pet Status
Mappy is PISS-SCARED.
Skimbles looks more moderately annoyed than anything.

Thankfully, both were out of the range of the bullet spam.

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/13(Tue)22:21 No. 64626 ID: f4963f
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>Let's take down that helicopter.
>Take out the supervisor.
Both good ideas. Joel quickly assesses her situation.

Joel's Glock is almost completely full; there's also a machine pistol within reach. It looks like the chopper's beginning to recover. She can also see the Supervisor's smug mug pretty clearly.

She's probably only got a few moments to react. What should she do?

Dual wield! Suppress the car with the machine pistol while actually aiming at the helicopter.

>>64626
GRENADE! Shoot the guy that's holding it! SHOOT HIM IN THE FACE!

>>64626
If anything, lay down suppressive fire.

>>64630
Face, hand, pretty much any place that results in live grenade inside their own car. Its mostly a matter if timing.

1/3 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/14(Wed)16:49 No. 64840 ID: f4963f
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>GRENADE!
Well shit. That would have been bad.

BANG!

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/14(Wed)16:49 No. 64842 ID: f4963f
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BOOM!

The supervisor is dead.

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/14(Wed)16:49 No. 64843 ID: f4963f
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The helicopter has fully recovered! It sends a missile screaming Nicolas' way.

>>64366
>Missiles are good, steer them into other cars!
Nicolas could try to psychic the missile; with its inertia, it'd be hard, but probably doable. If you want to do that, be aware that Nicolas is driving and will have to take his concentration off the road.

There's no time to switch over drivers, Nicolas needs to make a split decision. The missile doesn't look like it'll miss this time.

>>64843
Yes, do it! Hell, just use telekinesis to make it explode in midair if that'd be safer.

Joel, grab the wheel and keep the car from driving off the road.

>>64843
You've seen Gurren Lagann, right? Just crush the missile! Crush it like the explosive bug it is! Missiles tend to have very thin armor since they only need to last long enough to reach their destination. If you crush the back end of it, it will lose its propulsion and simply fall.

>>64843
Yeah, psychic that missile! Maybe yell something to Joel first: she can't switch places in time, but she can probably grab the wheel. Then knock that missile away from you, or even back at the helicopter.

Remember, you don't have to move the whole missile. Just the guidance system, let it do most of the work.

>>64843

The missile is moving downward and FORWARD, due to the speed of the helicopter, which has presumably matched yours. Unless it's homing. Regardless... this means there are two directions that it is moving in. Down and forward.

You have several options. Nudge it forward and slam on the brakes (destroying the road in front of you), accelerate and nudge it backwards (more effort, destroys the road behind you), or push it toward the car on your left.

I suggest the last. Don't try grabbing and shoving. It has it's own propulsion, just nudge it a little.

1/3 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/18(Sun)23:27 No. 66780 ID: f4963f
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"Joel! Steering!" Nicolas shouts, focusing. He's vaguely aware of how the car swerves. Beerstorm blazes on the car's radio.

Nicolas tries to nudge the missile gently at first, but it's coming in very fast, and that's a fair amount of inertia to change so quickly. Deciding he values his life more than his resource conservation skills, Nicolas yanks the missile over at the last second.

2/3 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/18(Sun)23:28 No. 66781 ID: f4963f
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The jeep has been destroyed.

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/18(Sun)23:28 No. 66782 ID: f4963f
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Nicolas feels a rush of psychic backlash. Right now, it's just sort of a throbbing ache behind his eyes, but if he strains himself again, it could go worse. Joel has thankfully kept the car from crashing, and looking backwards, Nicolas notes that the helicopter has pulled out of the fight.

Nicolas pulls the car to the side of the road and takes a moment to gather his mind.

After a few minutes, he breathes deeply. "I apologize for the assassination attempt. I was hoping they would stay in the city."

"N-no," says Joel. "N-Nicolas, it's alright. I-I mean, it was me knowing Bubbles that... that got us in trouble last time, right?"

"He would have been there anyway," says Nicolas, knowing by every television trope on the face of the planet that that's not true.

"I-I guess you're right."

Nicolas waits.

"I think we need a little break from driving," he says at last.

"I could go for that. I-I mean, if you're okay with that. I guess it's your decision."

"Your vote counts too, Joel. You're a main character now. It's about you, not your company."

She laughs nervously. "... yeah, I could g-go for that."

"Where should we go?"

>>66782
Locate SMALL-TOWN DINER.
Get the coffee.
Discuss anything but the mission, the internet, or former or current jobs.
Allow pets to walk about.
Stay at least an hour.

Switch control to REBELLIOUS SCRUBBERS back at motel

Start sidequest to upgrade from BACKGROUND NPCS to SECONDARY CHARACTER PARTY

>>66843
Sounds like fun, let's go with this.

>>66843
I support this in its entirety. If that is not viable, I support >>66783

>>66843
I like this idea, although a full-on alternate party seems a bit excessive. A small interlude now and again would be ideal.

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/22(Thu)16:51 No. 68675 ID: f4963f
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>Alternate party!
>(This is... an interesting idea. We'll see if anything comes of it.)

>Diner, official chillax time. Pets come too.
After a few moments, Joel turns down the CD player. "I-I could just go for a coffee. Maybe something to eat."

"Alright. I can do that."

"But... but there's a few conditions."

"I'm listening."

"We don't... we don't talk about the trip. Or lolcats, o-or the internet, or anything related to the MIB. We just... relax."

No talking about the internet. Heh. Nic drums his fingers on the steering wheel. "Alright," he says.

The way to the diner is otherwise uneventful. Nic's a bit glad to pull off the freeway without being pulled over. Police forces are probably stretched too thin to cover every bit of road.

He and Joel seat themselves at the diner. Nicolas decides to bring the pets in with him.

"Excuse me, sir," says a waitress, approaching. "No pets are allowed in the..." She stops when she sees Joel.

"... um. In the other stores in our chain. But we do! Heh." She flashes the pair a nervous grin. "... please have a seat."

>>68675
Order whatever and some water for the pets.
Ask for saucers for this purpose.
Also, chain diner? Shame on you.

>>68677
Not sure it's actually a chain. I think she was just thinking of an excuse to avoid trouble.
But yeah, water for the animals. You guys haven't actually had breakfast yet have you? What time is it? Maybe they have omelets. I know that IHOP around here has omelets until midnight, so maybe they do in that joint too, even if time got away from you a bit. Otherwise, order their biggest burger.

Yeah, get what you like and chillax. Ask about hobbies and interests (without talking abut internets)

1/2 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/25(Sun)15:23 No. 69411 ID: f4963f
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>A chain diner? Shame on you!
Yeah, yeah. That's all they have out here. Nicolas and Joel are currently somewhere between Nowhere and No-Man's-Land. The pickings are pretty slim. Besides, Joel specifically pointed this place out. Apparently she likes their milkshakes. The other thing they specialize in is steak, but Nic's not a big meat eater. Perhaps he'll try some, though.

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/25(Sun)15:24 No. 69412 ID: f4963f
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Nicolas and Joel take their seats. It's funny how the first thing they do after hours of sitting in their cramped car seats is find some other seats to sit in. Twenty-first century progress? Nic just wonders when hoverchairs are coming.

>Have you guys had breakfast?
Nicolas had a bagel at the hotel, and then they fed on some of their trail rations - that is to say, Pringles - on the way here. Nic's still fairly hungry, though.

>Water for the pets.
"Pardon me, ma'am," says Nicolas. "I hope we didn't frighten you. We're on a long trip, and if you could just find a few saucers, maybe fill them with cool water for the pets?"

"Um... s-sure," says the waitress.

"And I'm sorry about the hassle," says Nicolas.

"It-it's alright," says the waitress. "I'll be right back, sir."

>Talk about hobbies and internets. I mean interests.
Sure! Nicolas can talk about his favourite webcomic, After! See, they just found out that the mercenary that- oh wait, crap. That's internet.

Nicolas figures it's politer to ask her first anyway.

"Hey Joel," he says. "Tell me a little about yourself. I kinda realize we don't know much about each other other than... well, what pertains to the mission. Er, trip. It's probably going to be a long drive."

She glances at him. "... w-well, I'm a bit of a metalhead, I guess. I-I mean, I like... metal groups. Um. Like Songwish. And... Deaf Defender. I like... I like to travel. Actually, I'm kind of a europhile."

"I...I see. I happen to like *insert whatever kind of music you listen to here* myself, personally."

Allow awkward silence to settle in.

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/25(Sun)16:19 No. 69464 ID: f4963f
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>>69420
"I... I see. I happen to like musicals, myself."

Joel's eyes light up. "Oh! You too?" After a moment, she adds, "Let me guess. CATS?"

"Well, of course," says Nicolas, "but I like a number of other musicals too. I think my favorite has to be Wicked."

"Ooh, Wicked was good," says Joel. "I love Les Misérables, myself."

"Have you ever seen Joseph?"

The conversation continues for about an hour. It turns out, unsurprisingly, that Nicolas is a fan of The Lion King and CATS, but he also enjoys a number of plays by Andrew Lloyd Webber. Joel insists that Webber is overrated, but she admits that at least Phantom was good.

"God," she says at last, "we're such geeks."

"You say that like it's a bad thing," Nicolas says.

>>69464
Skimbles is smart.

Anyway, if you two are done eating, you can continue this conversation on the road.

1/2 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/25(Sun)17:29 No. 69499 ID: f4963f
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>>69464
What're you talking about? Nicolas always thought Skimbles was kind of dim. Though...

"... meow?"

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/25(Sun)17:30 No. 69500 ID: f4963f
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>If you're done, get back to the car.
Right. Nicolas doesn't want to hang around too long anyway. As Nicolas is writing the check, however, he hears a familiar voice.

"No, you don't understand, officer. We don't pay taxes because we're too good to pay taxes. It's the government that owes us for enriching their country, not the other way around!"

Oh, hey. It's the owner of the Seven Deadly Sammiches. Nicolas believes his name is Tyrael. They met him a few days ago in the city, and he gave them a donation of money to help take down the MIB. What's he doing out here?

"Law is the law, sir. Tax evasion is illegal. Your shop's getting handed over to your assistant manager 'til you've served your time."

Nicolas isn't sure if he should intervene.

Of course he should intervene! You're a Big Damn Hero!

"What seems to be the problem, officer?"

Say that he is your client and you need to speak with him briefly. Let's see if you can't bullshit this.

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/25(Sun)18:31 No. 69517 ID: f4963f
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>>69501
"What seems to be the problem, officer?"

"Ain't no problem now, son. We're just doing our job, putting dangerous criminals in their place."

"... isn't tax evasion the FBI's job?"

"Quiet, boy."

"The only thing dangerous about me is my sex-appeal," says Tyrael. "Well, that and my tremendous strength and sharp wit, but I am such a noble man that I would never turn them to the hands of evil, no matter how dashing I would look as a knight of darkness."

>>69509
>Say he's your client, Mr. Business Lawyer
That's... a pretty clever idea, actually.

"I'm sorry, officer, could I have a moment? We were actually just about to meet about the tax evasion issue. I'm Tyrael's lawyer, Nicolas Zere. We were hoping to settle this out of court."

"I... um. Well, it's a bit late for that now, isn't it, son? Where were you six months ago? And I thought his lawyer was a man named Victor Radley. You don't look anything like him, son."

>>69517
"Victor passed away recently. It was all over the papers. I'm taking over for him."

"Well Victor obviously wasn't doing a very good job, eh?
That's why I'm here now."

Vic met unfortunate ends, did he not? I figure if a lawyer kills another lawyer, the killing lawyer gets all his clients. It's somewhere in the unofficial lawyer honor code book, isn't it? Like a weird gladiator thing tradition. I've lost this analogy.

Say that you are co-counsel recently hired by Victor. That would be far less easy to disprove.

1/2 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/25(Sun)19:47 No. 69568 ID: f4963f
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>>69521
This comment is awesome. You are awesome.

>>69522
"He is," says Nicolas. "I'm a co-counsel hired by Victor to handle Tyrael's affairs."

"A what?"

"He pawned the job off on me, we split the fee. If you'd like, I can get into technical details. It's covered on page 327 of Lawyer McLawyerson's Boring Book of Law."

"I... fine," says the cop. "You can talk to him. Just, I was ordered to bring him in, so..." ... the guy's expression is hard to read behind his obnoxious shades and his pedophile-mustache, but Nic thinks he's a bit conflicted.

"Thank you, sir. It won't be a moment."

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/25(Sun)19:47 No. 69569 ID: f4963f
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"Fancy meeting you here," Nicolas whispers.

"Most would be flattered."

"Listen, Tyrael. Do you want me to get you out of this mess or not?"

"... though I could have easily handled it myself, I'll exercise my generous humility by allowing you the honor."

"How much do you owe, anyway?"

"A lot." Tyrael lists off an approximate figure of three metric fucktons. It would be enough to put someone's wealth down three wealth levels.

Nicolas stares at Tyrael. "... you can afford that much," he says.

"But... they're asking way too much," protests Tyrael.

Argh. If we're getting Tyrael out of here, someone here is going to have to pay that fee off. Nicolas is exactly three wealth levels above BROKE.

Doesn't he realize that if they take him to prison, he will have to pay, but will also be a felon? Tax evasion is a felony, but the IRS is always willing to negotiate. they'd rather have the money than have somebody in jail.

At least convince him to spread some of the cost. He's going to end up paying the whole thing and going to jail if you do nothing.

>>69569
Use massive diplomacy cheese and flattery to convince him to pay his own damn taxes. After all, someone as kind and generous as him could certainly be gracious enough to donate to the charity that is this nation's legal system.

>>69574
Yes, explain to him all the good things tax money does.

"I'm very sorry, but as I see it, you have the choice here of either being poor, or being poor and in prison. Moreover, if you go to jail, it means I'll have failed to keep you out, and my adorable pet cat Skimbles will be sad. Would you do that to me? Would you do that to Skimbles? Is that the sort of man that you are?"

Say all of this in an extremely serious and businesslike tone of voice while steepling your fingers.

These Seven Sammiches siblings are easy to control if you take advantage of their vice. Play to his pride.

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/25(Sun)20:31 No. 69601 ID: f4963f
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>>69572
>>69582
>Doesn't he realize he'll have to pay it anyway?
>Poor, or poor and in prison?
I know, right?! Arguing with Tyrael is like shouting at a brick wall. Even when he's clearly wrong, he's never going to bloody admit it. Nicolas shakes his head. "Tyrael, if you don't pay your taxes, they're going to put you in jail and take your money anyway. And then I'll be sad. And my pet cat will be sad. We'll all be sad."

"Well of course you will," says Tyrael, "but it's really quite simple. I merely intend to talk to the jury and win their hearts. They'll hear my plight and agree that this is all a very silly affair. Then I won't have to do either. No not mourn my loss pre-emptively, my esteemed lawyer."

... right.

>>69574
>>69576
>>69592
Arguing isn't working anymore. Nicolas needs to take the pink girl's words to heart here.

"Mmm. Yes, I'm sure you would, Tyrael. The problem is that there's a period of detainment before the trial, and the system is moving very slowly. I wouldn't want a person as fine as yourself to be marred in such unspeakable conditions."

"That... would be unfortunate," Tyrael admits.

"If only there were a way for you to show your reasonable nature, without actually having to put up with such inhumane treatment," Nicolas muses. "I don't know, though. I'm stumped. You seem to be in a hard spot. What solutions can you think of, sir?"

Tyrael looks a bit surprised. "Um... well. If I didn't want to sit in jail, I suppose I could... ooh, I've got it. I'll deliver the money directly to the IRS, and tell them to make note of my excessive generosity."

"Well," says Nicolas, "thoughts like that are why you're the manager of the Seven Deadly Sammiches, and I'm not. I'm quite impressed."

"Why thank you~"

"Can you handle the delivery yourself, or did you need some help?"

>>69611
Tyrael's far too PROUD to need help with something. If we ask this, be sure to say it more like...
"Would it be alright if I came along to watch you in action?"
... unless you really don't want to go with him, in which case, yeah, just ask if he needs help.

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/10/25(Sun)22:48 No. 69666 ID: f4963f
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>>69611
>>69640
"Do you mind if we come along, then? I'm sure the officer will want to watch you."

"I'm fine with that," replies Tyrael.

Nicolas directs his attention to the cop. "Excuse me, officer, but I believe we've reached a compromise. Do you mind if we drive this man to the IRS?"

"Can't just let you drive him away, son. Wouldn't be very professional of me."

Hrm. "Would you be so kind as to drive this man to the IRS, then?"

"Well... if it gets rid of the problem, then I don't see why not."

"Thank you kindly, officer."

Tyrael and the officer head off.

"Oh my God," says Joel. "You played him like a fiddle."

"I know, right?" says Nicolas, grinning. "Damn that was easy."

"So, uh, what do we do now?" she asks.

"Follow them and add him to the party, of course."

"N-Nobody speaks like that, Nic." ... "You sure you wanna do that? Th-the MIB aren't going to stop coming at us, y'know."

>>69666
He probably wouldn't even come with us. He's got a business to run. Besides, he's kindof a giant tool.

>>69666
"Well of course they won't. They need to keep chasing us so we can level grind. But more party members always helps!"

>>69666
> "You sure you wanna do that?"
SHUT UP, SATAN.

Tyrael is awesome. We must try to recruit him. At the very least, he'll make the team more colourful.
Let's follow him and make sure he gets through this okay.
TEAMWORK IS AWESOME.

>>69667
> He's a tool.
You're a towel!

His incalculable self-absorption would get old.

Do you know what city they're driving to? How might it relate with your other current tasks?

>>69673
>towel

Correction: I am a damp towel.

>>69677
But his incalculable self-absorption makes him so very easy to control. Phrased right to feed his pride, he'd follow nearly any order. It would get pretty annoying, though...

>>69677
> His incalculable self-absorption would get old.
For you maybe.

> His incalculable self-absorption makes him so very easy to control.
He also has at least a few fucktons of money, which apparently we're starting to lack. Plus, he's the leader of the Seven Sammich Sinners.
Authority Equals Asskicking dictates that he must be capable of kicking some ass, even if he probably can't kick as much ass as he claims (because nobody can kick that much ass).
An extra gun arm is always handy.

Also, he's so full of himself, he'd probably think of himself as the greatest credit to anything we do. ANYTHING we do. Think about that.
"Why yes, officer, we did break into the rofldogs mainframe and replace all its files with a cat hypnotization loop. But it was Tyrael who did most of the work. Man, we couldn't have done it without him."

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"Honestly, I'm a bit torn," says Nicolas. "The least we can do is talk and see which direction he's headed, though."

"Well... i-if you say so," says Joel. "I just think we're going to get him killed."

"Well... I'm just a business lawyer, and things could have gone worse."

"I guess you've got a point."

...

An hour passes. Nicolas and Joel manage to pass the time with music and empty chat, mostly waiting for Tyrael's no doubt dramatic confrontation with the IRS worker that Nicolas is somehow managing to pity. Mappy's being annoying. Nicolas pets her anyway.

The door to the main building has opened up, and Tyrael struts towards the car.

That dog loves you so much, you should pet it and be nice to it. I mean, I know it's not a cat, but it tries its hardest.

>>71536
Ask Tyrael what he plans to do now.

See above comment.

1/2 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/11/02(Mon)12:18 No. 71647 ID: f4963f
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>>71537
But... but... it's a dog! They're just not as cute or adorable or huggable as cats! Dogs are for armpit-scratching jocks who give you wedgies in high school and crazy obese aunts with rim-horned glasses!

...

Okay. OKAY. FINE. Nicolas gives Mappy a little pet. For a dog, he supposes she's okay. Tolerable. Maybe even a little cute.

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"Everything sorted out?"

"But of course~"

"So where were you headed?"

"San Francisco, baby," says Tyrael. "I'd have taken a flight, but the airlines are all shut down. Something about terrorism and governmental takeover?"

"Right, the MIB," says Nicolas. "Well, we were headed in the same general directions - westward, towards Colorado."

"Ooh... that works out well," says Tyrael.

"I should warn you that the MIB have been hunting us like dogs. Especially since I, y'know, killed their second in command."

"Hmph," says Tyrael, "how unsporting of them. How about this; I come along and protect you from the MIB, and in return, you can chip in for gas and dining."

>>71649
...Sure, hop in.

>>71649
I don't trust this guy. Make sure to ask him how he feels about Australia.

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>>71649
YAAAY TYRAEL JOINS THE PARTY

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/11/02(Mon)17:19 No. 71744 ID: f4963f
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>>71652
"Sure, hop in."

"Tsk. Do you think I walked here on foot? No, we need to get back to the diner and get my ride. Tyrael does not go /anywhere/ without his wheels."

Nicolas pauses, and then nods. "Alright. Then how I drive you over to the diner, and you can follow us in your car, then?"

"Alright," says Tyrael. "Let me hop in."

Nic can't tell if he's being ironic, or just stupid.

>>71741
>I don't trust this guy.
Nic doesn't think Tyrael's in league with the MIB, but he'll make a mental note. He's liable to find Joel more trustworthy anyway.

Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/11/02(Mon)17:58 No. 71756 ID: f4963f
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Nicolas drives Tyrael back to the diner, where he gets into his... damn. Damn, man. Nic can't say he's surprised. Joel breaks into the chips beside Nic and just gives him a look.

"It's still better than having him in the car the whole way, don't you think?"

Joel just makes a face and puts the Phantom of the Opera back on.

Nicolas and Joel take stock. They've still got plenty of ammunition, gas cans, and multiple days worth of food for two people and two pets. Joel informs Nicolas that their supply of raisinettes is growing dangerously low.

This is probably going to be the last major stop for a few days, unless Tyrael railroads them into stopping someplace.

Anything the party should do before setting off?

Aww hell, have the awesome powers of Tyrael decipher that evil pig-dog-cat-devil statue. I'm still curious about the thing and we've tried everything easily thinkable.

A more productive option would be to take Mappy and Skimbleshanks for a walk while getting those raisennettes for their bathroom break then lets get out of here.

>>71760
I second everything mentioned here. Also we should pick up some bubble gum while we are here.

Make sure to run out of it before we reach Colorado.

>>71756
Team Pose!

>>71770
Shit hasn't become real yet.

We need a Corgyn party member to contrast George the cutebold first. Then shit would be so unbelievably real that the amount of comatose questers would increase by tens.

Shit man, /quest/ needs more corgyns.

1/3 Adept!!MvMGOwL2H3 2009/11/02(Mon)19:27 No. 71782 ID: f4963f
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>>71760
>>71760
"Hey. You." Nicolas walks up to Tyrael and pushes the cat-pig... dog... thing into his face. "You're smart. Figure out what the hell this thing is."

"A... figurine?" asks Tyrael.

"Yes," says Nicolas. "A figurine that keeps appearing where it shouldn't. It's not magic. Or maybe it is, and it's just really good at hiding it. I don't know. I don't care. All I know is it's pissing me off."

"... of course I can figure out what's going on," says Tyrael. "I just need a few days."

"You do that," says Nic. "I'm going to get Joel a chocolate IV. Will a one hour departure time work for you?"

"A gentleman is always ready," says Tyrael.

"Damn straight," says Nicolas, taking Mappy and Skimbles with him.

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Nicolas and Joel start off on the long stretch to Colorado. Though a cross-country trip is by no means short, matters are further complicated by cluttered traffic and slow governmental breakdown. Behind them, Tyrael follows in his sports car.

It's going to be a long trip.

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== Chapter Four End ==

You have 3 people in a car, commence haddaway blasting.