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Starways to Hell

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“Ohhh What yer daddy don’t know carlos…. I’m a ravager…. we’re like….. ahhhh space pirates as petey calls us..”

Mr Ramon frowned slightly. “Space pirates,” he repeated.

Carlos folded his arms. He looked at the tabletop and nodded. “Yeah…”

“As in… stealing stuff and plundering pirates?” Mikey asked.

Yondu nods. “That would be accurate. We steal… take jobs for clients hunting for rare objects… tomb robbers… hunters… treasure hunters… that’s us…”

“And how did you end up with them, Carlos?” Mr Ramon asked seriously.

Carlos sighed. “I was, uh… abducted. Again. But they don’t make a habit of doing that sort of thing – it’s against their code to kidnap sentients against their will, unless it’s for a bounty-hunting job.”

“Then what was this case? Did you get in trouble with someone?” Mr Ramon asked.

Carlos swallowed slightly. “No… they needed someone to work on their engines. And… I happened to have the skills needed.”

Yondu nods. “See my boys went to the station yet boy was. They were tasked with hiring a mechanic… my terran boy saw this guy and well… got interested… Well the nova Corp… uhhh kinda like galactic police don’t like us much. My boys nabbed you boy as a last dich resort and well….. was a good one. He was more then we’d ever thought. Because something special to the crew…. my boys… and… to me…”

“I chose to stay with them,” Carlos said. “Not only was Yondu willing to give me passage home, but… I learned to appreciate them for who they are. And the ship has gone through a massive overhaul in the crew and we’ve made the ship a better place to be on.”

Yondu looks to carlos and smiles nodding in agreement. At that moment his com started beeping and he nods to them before getting up and taking the call a little bit away. “Yes Kraglin. Petey. What is it?” Blinks as peter pushes Kraglins head away from the screen. “Hey when do you want us to head down?”

Kraglin growled on the communicator. “Peter, I swear to the Watchers I’m gonna gut ya if ya don’t sit still!” Peter was shoved away and Kraglin reappeared. “Cap’n… what’s the situation – did you find Ramon’s family?”

“It’s Kraglin and Peter,” Carlos explained to his family in a hushed tone.

“What are Watchers?” Mikey asked, to which Carlos just shrugged.

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“Hmm…” arsenic hummed in thought “then well have to capture something that is infused/infected with order energy.”

“Capture something?” Carlos asked.  “What do you mean – as if it was something
alive?”

“I suppose, ” arsenic said “i should explain further. Order energy is an artifically created energy, created by the cat-dragon-dream-demon empire ten billion years ago, to more easiliy enforce there regime. It was created to spread, and is thus capable of infecting creatures and places ad turning them into, well…. Lets use dessert bluffs as an example. That place is full of order energy. Sorry for not explaining further right off the bat.”

“Uh… I think I kind of understand,” Carlos said. “Do you mean this Desert Bluffs, or the one in your universe? Where… your Carlos was?”

“I dont know if order energy has spread to your dimension yet, so mabey mine, mabey yours.” arsenic said, shrugging.

“Okay. So… how do we find the Order Energy? I mean, how do we detect it?”

“Everything thats infected with order energy has a rubber duck yellow glow.” arsenic said “but there is one other thing.”

The pulled an extremly oranate box that could not have possibly fit in there hoodie pocket out of there hoodie pocket. It was about long enough to fit your avarage kitchen knife. They opened it up and it held a kitchen knife, bloodstained and dusty.

“This,” arsenic said “is killer of gods and men, the only thing capable of stripping a god of thier power. However, you must directly stab the god to do it.”

“… It’s like something in a Minecraft mod,” he murmured. “Also, I thought only gods can kill other gods. That’s… that’s how that whole thing works, right? And since when are we going against gods? I’m sorry, I’m still trying to wrap my head around this.”

“I first spoke of tripplesix as tripplesix the trickster goddes, did i not?” arsenic asked. “Im sorry for pulling you into this, its just, im a pacifist so i cant use the knife known as killer of gods and men.”

Carlos frowned. “You’re a pacifist… but it seems like you’re clearly trying to get me to do your killing for you. That’s not a very pacifist thing to do, I think…”

“The name is a bit misleading” arsenic said “youv gotta stab the god twice with this knife to kill them cause the first time it just strips them of there godhood. Sorry for not explaining earlier.”

“Why not just once? They they could actually stand for their crimes and be sentenced.”

“Was i implying that i meant to kill her?” arsenic asked “cause i didnt mean to, and i dont think i said i meant to.”

“You just told me how to kill her, so I thought that meant you wanted me to,” Carlos said. He sighed again. “What do you actually want, here? My only interest is protecting Night Vale. Explain to me, step by step, how I can do that.”

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“Hmm…” arsenic hummed in thought “then well have to capture something that is infused/infected with order energy.”

“Capture something?” Carlos asked.  “What do you mean – as if it was something
alive?”

“I suppose, ” arsenic said “i should explain further. Order energy is an artifically created energy, created by the cat-dragon-dream-demon empire ten billion years ago, to more easiliy enforce there regime. It was created to spread, and is thus capable of infecting creatures and places ad turning them into, well…. Lets use dessert bluffs as an example. That place is full of order energy. Sorry for not explaining further right off the bat.”

“Uh… I think I kind of understand,” Carlos said. “Do you mean this Desert Bluffs, or the one in your universe? Where… your Carlos was?”

“I dont know if order energy has spread to your dimension yet, so mabey mine, mabey yours.” arsenic said, shrugging.

“Okay. So… how do we find the Order Energy? I mean, how do we detect it?”

“Everything thats infected with order energy has a rubber duck yellow glow.” arsenic said “but there is one other thing.”

The pulled an extremly oranate box that could not have possibly fit in there hoodie pocket out of there hoodie pocket. It was about long enough to fit your avarage kitchen knife. They opened it up and it held a kitchen knife, bloodstained and dusty.

“This,” arsenic said “is killer of gods and men, the only thing capable of stripping a god of thier power. However, you must directly stab the god to do it.”

“… It’s like something in a Minecraft mod,” he murmured. “Also, I thought only gods can kill other gods. That’s… that’s how that whole thing works, right? And since when are we going against gods? I’m sorry, I’m still trying to wrap my head around this.”

“I first spoke of tripplesix as tripplesix the trickster goddes, did i not?” arsenic asked. “Im sorry for pulling you into this, its just, im a pacifist so i cant use the knife known as killer of gods and men.”

Carlos frowned. “You’re a pacifist… but it seems like you’re clearly trying to get me to do your killing for you. That’s not a very pacifist thing to do, I think…”

“The name is a bit misleading” arsenic said “youv gotta stab the god twice with this knife to kill them cause the first time it just strips them of there godhood. Sorry for not explaining earlier.”

“Why not just once? They they could actually stand for their crimes and be sentenced.”

Starways to Hell

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“Ohhh What yer daddy don’t know carlos…. I’m a ravager…. we’re like….. ahhhh space pirates as petey calls us..”

Mr Ramon frowned slightly. “Space pirates,” he repeated.

Carlos folded his arms. He looked at the tabletop and nodded. “Yeah…”

“As in… stealing stuff and plundering pirates?” Mikey asked.

Yondu nods. “That would be accurate. We steal… take jobs for clients hunting for rare objects… tomb robbers… hunters… treasure hunters… that’s us…”

“And how did you end up with them, Carlos?” Mr Ramon asked seriously.

Carlos sighed. “I was, uh… abducted. Again. But they don’t make a habit of doing that sort of thing – it’s against their code to kidnap sentients against their will, unless it’s for a bounty-hunting job.”

“Then what was this case? Did you get in trouble with someone?” Mr Ramon asked.

Carlos swallowed slightly. “No… they needed someone to work on their engines. And… I happened to have the skills needed.”

Yondu nods. “See my boys went to the station yet boy was. They were tasked with hiring a mechanic… my terran boy saw this guy and well… got interested… Well the nova Corp… uhhh kinda like galactic police don’t like us much. My boys nabbed you boy as a last dich resort and well….. was a good one. He was more then we’d ever thought. Because something special to the crew…. my boys… and… to me…”

“I chose to stay with them,” Carlos said. “Not only was Yondu willing to give me passage home, but… I learned to appreciate them for who they are. And the ship has gone through a massive overhaul in the crew and we’ve made the ship a better place to be on.”

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“Hmm…” arsenic hummed in thought “then well have to capture something that is infused/infected with order energy.”

“Capture something?” Carlos asked.  “What do you mean – as if it was something
alive?”

“I suppose, ” arsenic said “i should explain further. Order energy is an artifically created energy, created by the cat-dragon-dream-demon empire ten billion years ago, to more easiliy enforce there regime. It was created to spread, and is thus capable of infecting creatures and places ad turning them into, well…. Lets use dessert bluffs as an example. That place is full of order energy. Sorry for not explaining further right off the bat.”

“Uh… I think I kind of understand,” Carlos said. “Do you mean this Desert Bluffs, or the one in your universe? Where… your Carlos was?”

“I dont know if order energy has spread to your dimension yet, so mabey mine, mabey yours.” arsenic said, shrugging.

“Okay. So… how do we find the Order Energy? I mean, how do we detect it?”

“Everything thats infected with order energy has a rubber duck yellow glow.” arsenic said “but there is one other thing.”

The pulled an extremly oranate box that could not have possibly fit in there hoodie pocket out of there hoodie pocket. It was about long enough to fit your avarage kitchen knife. They opened it up and it held a kitchen knife, bloodstained and dusty.

“This,” arsenic said “is killer of gods and men, the only thing capable of stripping a god of thier power. However, you must directly stab the god to do it.”

“… It’s like something in a Minecraft mod,” he murmured. “Also, I thought only gods can kill other gods. That’s… that’s how that whole thing works, right? And since when are we going against gods? I’m sorry, I’m still trying to wrap my head around this.”

“I first spoke of tripplesix as tripplesix the trickster goddes, did i not?” arsenic asked. “Im sorry for pulling you into this, its just, im a pacifist so i cant use the knife known as killer of gods and men.”

Carlos frowned. “You’re a pacifist… but it seems like you’re clearly trying to get me to do your killing for you. That’s not a very pacifist thing to do, I think…”

Starways to Hell

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“Ohhh What yer daddy don’t know carlos…. I’m a ravager…. we’re like….. ahhhh space pirates as petey calls us..”

Mr Ramon frowned slightly. “Space pirates,” he repeated.

Carlos folded his arms. He looked at the tabletop and nodded. “Yeah…”

“As in… stealing stuff and plundering pirates?” Mikey asked.

Yondu nods. “That would be accurate. We steal… take jobs for clients hunting for rare objects… tomb robbers… hunters… treasure hunters… that’s us…”

“And how did you end up with them, Carlos?” Mr Ramon asked seriously.

Carlos sighed. “I was, uh… abducted. Again. But they don’t make a habit of doing that sort of thing – it’s against their code to kidnap sentients against their will, unless it’s for a bounty-hunting job.”

“Then what was this case? Did you get in trouble with someone?” Mr Ramon asked.

Carlos swallowed slightly. “No… they needed someone to work on their engines. And… I happened to have the skills needed.”

Food for the Soul (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

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Carlos looked at him. “I’m guessing you’ve never had the opportunity to see a film, huh?” he asked. “I’ve only seen working cars from the film archives in the Vault. It all looks so flashy and calm – being able to travel great distances in relative leisure, a great big rumbling machine under you… I thought it looked great. You’re not the only one who wonders what it really was like. It seems like it was definitely taken for granted back then, before the war.”

Carlos turned back to carefully unscrew just about anything he saw, dropping screws and small pieces into the bowl one by one.

“Eh, not so much. Don’t really have a working television and I dunno how to watch anything on my terminal, so it’s uh…. it’s pretty much just books for me.” He shrugged, idly picking at a thread sticking out from the knee of his pants as he watched Carlos work. “Maybe sometime you can get somethin’ runnin’ so we can watch some shit, huh? That could be our next project, heh.”

Carlos laughed. “That would be kinda fun,” he admitted. “But to find any intact film reels… I wonder if it’s possible. After we work on the turret system, if you want.” Carlos removed the next casing – one that covered a large bar of metal that led from the board toward the fan. “This part right here – the funny-shaped bit of solid metal – it leads heat from the mainboard over to the fan here so that the fan can drive the heat out of the terminal.”

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“Hmm…” arsenic hummed in thought “then well have to capture something that is infused/infected with order energy.”

“Capture something?” Carlos asked.  “What do you mean – as if it was something
alive?”

“I suppose, ” arsenic said “i should explain further. Order energy is an artifically created energy, created by the cat-dragon-dream-demon empire ten billion years ago, to more easiliy enforce there regime. It was created to spread, and is thus capable of infecting creatures and places ad turning them into, well…. Lets use dessert bluffs as an example. That place is full of order energy. Sorry for not explaining further right off the bat.”

“Uh… I think I kind of understand,” Carlos said. “Do you mean this Desert Bluffs, or the one in your universe? Where… your Carlos was?”

“I dont know if order energy has spread to your dimension yet, so mabey mine, mabey yours.” arsenic said, shrugging.

“Okay. So… how do we find the Order Energy? I mean, how do we detect it?”

“Everything thats infected with order energy has a rubber duck yellow glow.” arsenic said “but there is one other thing.”

The pulled an extremly oranate box that could not have possibly fit in there hoodie pocket out of there hoodie pocket. It was about long enough to fit your avarage kitchen knife. They opened it up and it held a kitchen knife, bloodstained and dusty.

“This,” arsenic said “is killer of gods and men, the only thing capable of stripping a god of thier power. However, you must directly stab the god to do it.”

“… It’s like something in a Minecraft mod,” he murmured. “Also, I thought only gods can kill other gods. That’s… that’s how that whole thing works, right? And since when are we going against gods? I’m sorry, I’m still trying to wrap my head around this.”

Starways to Hell

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Yondu thinks snd shrugs. “uhhhh place called misery……. or something. So you know… who wants to live there right. So yeah.”

“Misery?” Mr Ramon asked. “I don’t think I’ve heard of it…. Mikey, put your phone down!”

“I was just gonna look it up really quick,” Mikey explained. “’Misery City’ is a comic book, by the way. I can’t tell if there’s a city named ‘Misery’.”

“We can ask Peter later,” Carlos reminded, though he wondered why he hadn’t asked the kid himself before.

Yondu leans back in his chair sipping the juice. “Was a damn fine meal there sir. First time I’ve had anything well made and not slop. I’d hire you as the cook of my ship.”

Mr Ramon smiled at him. “Well, I appreciate the sentiment, Mr Yondu,” he said. “However, I’m retired from kitchen-work. I just can’t move as fast as I used to anymore. Thank you for the compliment, however. Is the juice okay? Do you feel sick at all from it like before with the citrus?”

“No the Just is great. No Ill effects from this.” Smiles a bit then sighs leaning back full as could be and foronce he did eat with a cup of grog next to him. “I’ll call the boys to head down tomorrow carlos. So you can take them shopping. I can’t go for obvious reasons but they will like it.”

“Sure,” Carlos nodded. He then smiled. “We’ll pick you up some Cheetos too so you’ll finally know what they taste like.”

“If there like my beastie worms I’ll love them. I got you hooked on those after all. Hehe. They may wiggle but you like em.” Yawns a bit leaned back in his chair full and relaxed for once.

Mikey lifted an eyebrow. “What are Beasties?” he asked.

“Grubs, basically,” Carlos explained. “But they have a weird sort of processed cheesy flavor…. like Cheetos. Though not really as crunchy… it’s weird.” Carlos looked to Yondu and smiled slightly. “Hey… you gonna fall asleep on us, big guy?” he asked.

His ears flick a bit. “Hmmm. Maybe. Good food….. safe atmosphere……. relaxed…. heh…. I could fall asleep.”

“Would you like to stay the night?” Mr Ramon asked. “We can set up… well, we usually offer Carlos’ room. But since he’s here…”

“He can sleep in my room,” Carlos said. “That is… if you’re okay staying here, Yondu. If you wanna go back to the ship and stay there the night and bring the boys down tomorrow… that’s fine too.”

“I’ll stay and tell the boys to head down and land close. I’ll have to stay in here durring the day but you can take the boys out.”

Carlos nodded. “Of course,” he said. “Let’s go ahead and bring your bike in, then – Dad, you have room in the garage, right?”

Mr Ramon smiled slightly and looked down. “Well, Carlos… a lot of your stuff from your apartment is there. After the police had gone through it and couldn’t find any evidence we were invited to take it home… I had Ralphie and Wanda help pack it up and move it in.”

“You can pull your bike around back, though,” Mikey said. “There’s room in the backyard, and we have a tarp you can hide it with.”

“Sounds good,” Carlos said. “It’s Yondu’s bike, by the way.”

MIkey blinked. “Really?”

“Yeah, I know,” Carlos laughed.

Yondu thinks. “Stolen from like…. 15 or so years ago…. my first trip to terra when getting my boy petey. This ass hat was messing with my other boy kraggles…. could heat it through my com you know. Krags was just interested in them bikes near this bar…. while Krags was out getting us some terran grub. Guys messed with my boy. Saw the one who roughed up my boy that night right before we got petey. Showed him what a real roughing up is and took his bike which was really fun to play with.”

“You committed grand theft auto against a biker and got away with it?” Mr Ramon asked. “That’s pretty impressive.”

“First time I’m hearing this story,” Carlos said. “I only knew about the bike today too.”