WE ARE OUR AVATARS (One of a kind Rp)

[Random berk]

OOC: The question is, are the decoys living people? Or are they illusions? If they were illusions it would be easy to tell which one was Joel, even if they were somehow solid. Ok, reading back, it looks like they are.

"LAAS!" Dromaeus said quietly but harshly. Immediately the heartbeat and electrical impulses of every living thing on the floor became visible to him. Including those of every Joel decoy. He cursed.

"Well, they are all alive. No illusions. That will make things more difficult."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Artie and the Merc approached Dromaeus. "Why don't we question them about stuff we did with Joel. Stuff he couldn't have previously told them about?" he asked.

 

[Random berk]

"Does Joel not have the means to communicate with his allies over great distances? He may well have found time to brief them. Still, it is worth an attempt. Shall we each take one, or interrogate them one at a time?"

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

Eragon looked at Dromaeus and said "If I question them in the ancient language they'll have to tell the truth or failing that I can attempt to penetrate the shroud around each ones mind and if I can't feel Joel's mind then we know its not him." He wondered what would become of the fake Joels. "If they are false what do we do with them? You said yourself they appear alive." asked Eragon.

 

[Random berk]

"They do not just appear alive, they are alive. They are definitely people. They must simply be in very good disguises, or under some enchantment to make them look like Joel. I do not think we need to do anything to them unless they try to hinder us further. If they do, then we kill them."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

The Merc cracked his knuckles. "I have some experience with interrogation. You ask, I'll get the answers." he said, entering the first room.

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

Eragon entered a room also. He would be polite about this. Looking at the Joel before him, he began to speak with him.

 

[Random berk]

Dromaeus followed the Merc into the room, and stood over the Joel look-alike.

"Let us start with an easy one. Earlier, I turned you into a horker. The others said it resembled a creature from your world. What was that creature?"

 

[Knife-28]

The Wayward Vagabond awoke suddenly, the nightmare still fresh in his mind. He stands up, and, after reading the note on the door, steps out of the bus. After some trouble making his way around, and a small incident over some jeweler's emeralds, he finally turns up at the police station. Upon entering and finding it devoid of his companions, he climbs the stairs, searching each level until he finds the group.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

The Joel looked up. "A walrus. Artie called me a Joel-rus."

 

[Random berk]

Dromaeus exchanged a glance with the Merc, his jaw muscles twitching in surprise. Then he returned his attention to the wolf.

"Very well, next question. You got in a fight with one of the group members on Preginald's flying machine just before we arrived in this city. The fight had some terrible consequences. Who did you fight? And how did it go wrong? Oh, and why did the fight start? In as much detail as you can manage please."

 

[Drakmorg]

Preginald wakes up from his nap to find everyone either asleep on the bus or gone. He finds Joel's note and heads towards the police station, nearly getting abducted several times by small children and men with neck-beards along the way. Upon entering the police station he sees a few guards, most of whom are passed out. He walked up to the one remaining conscious guard and says "Excuse me sir, I'm looking for some acquaintances of mine. I'm sure you'll know if you've seen them. One of them is a bi-pedal lizard in medieval armor, another is..." The guard cuts him off "Oh yeah I remember that guy. He was talking to the musketeer looking guy with the spear what took my watch in a game of dice. There were a buncha other wierdos with 'em. They all went upstairs. If you're with them you can head on up.". "Thank you sir." Preginald flips a gold coin onto the desk and ventures onward to meet up with the group. In the distance he can hear the guard say "What the hell, damn things fulla chocolate."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

The fake Joel stared at Dromaeus. "Room Two."
The Merc punched him in the jaw.
"Fine. Try room three."

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

As far as Eragon could tell the individual before him was Joel. He had sworn by the ancient language that he was and so musn't have been lying. Unless he was actually Joel or more accurately a fragment or apparation created to be Joel he technically was telling the truth. Eragon had to specify his questions better to make sure he couldn't exploit any loop holes in his statement. He wondered if the others were facing equal opposition.

 

[Random berk]

Dromaeus looked back up at the Merc.

"Joel must have told a detailed tale indeed if this one was able to answer even the first question. Do you think that this is him, trying to throw us off? Or is he telling the truth?"

OOC: @Drakmorg We certainly do draw attention wherever we go, don't we?

 

[Drakmorg]

Preginald entered an open room to find Eragon and Joel inside. "Greetings. What's going on in here? And why are Dromeaus and Merc interrogating Joel in the other room?"

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

Once again Eragon's question was answered honestly. Looks like he would have to resort to his mental abilities. Focusing soley on the shrouded conciousness of the Joel before him. He tried to dispel the shroud if but for a moment which allowed him to snag hold of memory and thus a way inside. He was not as gentle as usual, striking for the centre of the Joel's mind he siezed control of it. On inspection of the sujigated Joel's mind Eragon found what he was looking for. A memory of Joel instructing this Joel on what to expect from the interrogation. This Joel was not the real one and so Eragon put him to sleep with a word in the ancient language. He left the room and went to find another. "My one is a fake I'm moving on to another one. " He told Dromaeus and the Merc mentally. He passed Preginald on the way out and said "This floor is full of Joels we're tring to find the real one." He motioned for the small contraption to follow him.

 

[Drakmorg]

"Alright then." Preginald responded. He followed Eragon into the next room. Hopping up onto the table, Preginald motioned for Eragon to lean in close. As Eragon obliged, Preginald whispered into his ear. "I've got a plan, you be good cop and I'll be bad cop.". Preginald immediately began yelling at the Joel about a deal with Columbians and pinning him to the scene of the crime.

 

[Random berk]

The Merc affirmed that he believed the fake Joel, and left the room. Dromaeus knocked the decoy Joel out with a hard blow to the temple, then followed the Merc to room 3. When he arrived, he decided to ask the question that had stumped the first one.

"You got in a fight with one of the group members on Preginald's flying machine just before we arrived in this city. The fight had some terrible consequences. How did the fight start? Who did you fight? And how did it go wrong? In as much detail as you can manage please."

OOC: I have to head off soon, for about an hour.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Joel looked at Preginald. "Well, that's weird, because I was arrested for terrorism. Drug charges are pretty weak. Try harder."