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The GEC Gig
Nov. 16th, 2003 08:42 pmHumans have these real inventive minds, sometimes. Their alchemists always did want to make Homunculi, and it looks like they’ll do it, this century. They already have artificial animals. A bunch of them got loose during the raid on the Initiative place, when they freed Nikki Wood.
The old Watcher seems to think that GECs were designed to attack supernatural creatures – but they make such a good snack food for were-wolves that they could have been bred for that market. I already knew that they could be enthralled, they’ll follow an illusion too. Erynne likes them.
They lose interest if you’re more than about 8 feet overhead, so I’d already smoked in over them to check out the “Haunted House”. That place is weird. It’s more or less derelict, so when Halloween was coming, a bunch of humans put in fake spiders webs, spiders the size of cats, fake demons and a kind of scream and groan juke-box – it’s so they can get a kick out of being scared, I think - and this is for people who live in Sunnydale!
There are two floors of weird, and an attic that’s worse. They loosened the floorboards to make them creak, but it’d be bad footing. There’s a couple of rooms that’d be worse – the floors are covered with – it’s be like walking on a half inflated air mattress. I wouldn’t want to fight on it. Some rooms have lights that flash on and off – it’d mess up most demon night sight as badly as human.
I wouldn’t want to fight in there. The best bet may be if the GECs drive the demons outside – but none of it looks like good terrain for the fighters.
I used the mojo to check where the real demons were – that wasn’t good, there’s maybe 15 of them, and they were thinking about packing up and getting out, taking their power sources with them! (From what the Watcher found out that means the souls that they stole, including Erynne’s! I still couldn’t find a trace of her .
I couldn’t check the whole place out anyway. Part of the attic is warded and so is part of the basement. I guess that’s where they’ve got the souls – but there was only so much I could do. I couldn’t cast the singing mojo – there’s always a risk, and that’s a dry, wooden house –and Erynne’s soul is probably in there somewhere.
The old Watcher seems to think that GECs were designed to attack supernatural creatures – but they make such a good snack food for were-wolves that they could have been bred for that market. I already knew that they could be enthralled, they’ll follow an illusion too. Erynne likes them.
They lose interest if you’re more than about 8 feet overhead, so I’d already smoked in over them to check out the “Haunted House”. That place is weird. It’s more or less derelict, so when Halloween was coming, a bunch of humans put in fake spiders webs, spiders the size of cats, fake demons and a kind of scream and groan juke-box – it’s so they can get a kick out of being scared, I think - and this is for people who live in Sunnydale!
There are two floors of weird, and an attic that’s worse. They loosened the floorboards to make them creak, but it’d be bad footing. There’s a couple of rooms that’d be worse – the floors are covered with – it’s be like walking on a half inflated air mattress. I wouldn’t want to fight on it. Some rooms have lights that flash on and off – it’d mess up most demon night sight as badly as human.
I wouldn’t want to fight in there. The best bet may be if the GECs drive the demons outside – but none of it looks like good terrain for the fighters.
I used the mojo to check where the real demons were – that wasn’t good, there’s maybe 15 of them, and they were thinking about packing up and getting out, taking their power sources with them! (From what the Watcher found out that means the souls that they stole, including Erynne’s! I still couldn’t find a trace of her .
I couldn’t check the whole place out anyway. Part of the attic is warded and so is part of the basement. I guess that’s where they’ve got the souls – but there was only so much I could do. I couldn’t cast the singing mojo – there’s always a risk, and that’s a dry, wooden house –and Erynne’s soul is probably in there somewhere.
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