Into Chaos We March

[Cain]

Cain looked at the perfectly clear crystal in his hands. It was cut with 12 equal sides and was almost the size of a baseball.
C: "So... you just want me to charge this and place it in...that."

Joe smiled nodding.
J: "Yep, that's all I need."

C: "...and you're sure you actually want me to..."

J: " Yes yes, don't worry, I have the ability to fix things after if they go wrong."

C: "And they will..."

He looked to the crystal and his eyes glowed a silvery light as did the odd bucklers he wore on his arms. This light faded as a new light appeared in the crystal. It started as a silvery flame but then started to swirl in the crystal and glowed in a varying number of colors, some which one usually has to be on the 'holy herbs' of some ancient tribe to see.

J: "Ah, thank you!"

He carefully took the crystal and placed it into the base of a small device of a black metal. It had five sized each with an odd rune on it that began to glow. At each corner was what looked like a dragon's fang by the size of it. these arched up to hold up a crystal ball that had a small clear blue crystal cube floating in it.

Cain looked at the device a moment with a raised eyebrow.
C: "That will only lead to trouble. Well I'll be going now."

J: "Aw, arn't you going to stay around and see if it works?"

C: "Joe, you're a nice guy and all, but the last time I messed around with magic like that, I almost destroyed the bar by summoning an elder namless horror from the plane of chaos..."

Joe sighed.
J: "Yes, that took some cleaning up..."

[Chronica]

Peering around the corner at the top of the stairs, Chronica watched the whole thing play out. Her jaw dropped and memories of when Cain ran the bar ran rampant in her mind. What did the fates have in store for this time around that Cains magic came into use in the bar?

[Cain]

J: "Hmmmm...."

Joe touched one of the runes and it seemed to twist and slither like a snake reshaping into another rune. At that time the fangs twitched and separated slightly, yet the orb remained floating in the are, spinning. It's surface seemed to glitter and the cube inside started spinning irrationally. There was a faint ripple in air that expanded out in a wave that seemed to go through the walls.

J: "Right now we, just need someone to use some magic to test it out."

C: "Yeah, change that 'we' to and 'I', meaning you. I've learned my lesson. I'm out of here."

So saying he headed for the door, though when he went through it a scream came from the woman's bathroom. A moment later a somewhat red faced Cain stepped out from the bathroom rather hastily

C: "Joooooooe....wh-..."

J: "I didn't do it. Well, not directly at least. But I think it may show that this little generator works quite well. Luckly though people should still be able to get into the building, only the magic based on this end might be well, a little off."

Cain's reply was dripping with sarcasm.
C: "Gee, you think so?!?"

J: "Aww come now don't be like that. From what I understand people used to have fun when these things happened..."

[Chronica]

Chronica, being unaffected by the first wave of magic laughed and ran down the stairs to confront Cain. "You leave, you don't write, or let anyone know where you have gone. We had fun here and you chose to leave those of us behind who frequented here. And now you come to preform another oddity that does not work and leave as quickly as you came without word to those who suffered and remember your magical antics?"

She huffed out a long agitated breath and smiled a little at her rant, "Then again, you did leave us with Joe who has been a fine replacement. Oh and that demon toothpick of a coat rack still gives me a splinter every time I walk in here!"

[Cain]

Cain paused a moment as he looked at her. then for a moment his eyes seemed to flash like mirrors, Chronica would almost feel like she was staring back at herself, while at the same time looking far too deeply then any person should.
The feeling was only momentary as were his mirror like eyes. It was almost like it had never happened.

"Uh...sorry? I had my reasons, for one Talos is growing up and needed extra attention to his training... and things will be even more difficult soon... in any case, my other uh... son... *he glanced back toward the door behind which Splicy would dwell.* Well he seem to be doing well. He's not too bad of a chef and uh...his throwing arm isn't too bad either. That pan'll probably leave a lump...*he rubbed his forehead* ...Uh, as for what I'm doing here, well, you can blame Joe for that, he wanted me to visit and help him charge his little doomsday device. It wasn't my idea this time."

J: "I, uh, heard your tales from when he was here, people seemed to have had fond memories so I, uh, decided to build this?"

[Chronica]

She quickly pinched Cain. "That'll teach you to leave that abomination you call a second son here to prey on those who only try to befriend him!" She snickered at her ability to tell a lie so poorly. "It's quite alright Cain, Talos is lucky to have the love of a father." She smiled at him. "Let Talos knows know that we miss him as well, even though he decided to take to much pleasure in being the "Adult Figure" in the role reversal mess up you caused. Us children and he in control of us all. Splicey on the other hand had to change the diapers." Turning to Joe, "As long as this does not create another like Splicey I will not protest this creation."

[Cain]

C: "Well, we defiantly weren't in the mind set for any other options. I just found it interesting that his abilities allowed him to tap somewhat into his futer self. Still as I recall, I ended up giving pony rides. Not something I enjoyed or hope to go through again."

J: "As for Splicy, I recal he was a result of a broken table, a restoration spell that was likely mangled..."

C: "...hey!...

J: "...some werewolf blood, and Cain's unique blend of chaotic energies and the bar's magic. So we just have to avoid him trying to mend broken tables."

C: *Death glare*

J: "That aside, all we need to test if this devise is working correctly is for someone to try casting some magic...uh someone other then Cain... that would skey the results..."

[Chronica]

"Um, I think I'm going to go and hide behind the door with Splicey." She nodded her head towards the kitchen door behind the bar. Chronica made to move towards it before the magic decided to cast her into another chaotic episode.

[Cain]

Cain raised an eyebrow.

C: "You sure that's such a good idea? I thought you said you didn't get along well with him."

Joe sighed.

J: "And here it always sounded like people liked those times. Things sure seem to point otherwise. Uh, so do I not have any volunteers?"
He looked a little disappointed.

J: "All I need is for someone to case one little spell. Mearly a cantrip to see what happens."

[Chronica]

Shrugging her shoulders, Chronica walked back over to the table nearest the glowing object of chaos. "Don't get me wrong Joe, those were good times, some of them were just painful. But you are more than welcome to use one of your own spells."

She smiled sweetly.