Editing Forgotten Freedom:9 (section)

== Helm of Reversal ==
Jarlot, Doog, and Stupid receive notes to meet Ketler in his lab and Kanatash and Michael decided on their own to come along as well.

'''Jarlot''': (closing the door) Ok, Ketler, what's the big deal that you wanted us to meet in private about?

'''Kelter''': (pulling the cover off of a black and white helm) I simply wished to reveal to you my newest and greatest invention, the Helm of Absolute Opposition.

'''Doog''': Yo genius you already made one of those. We tried to use it on Jeala remember.

'''Kelter''': That was a Helm of Opposite Alignment, a powerful cursed item of ancient design. This, however, is both new and even more powerful. This item, when donned, determines the most defining traits of an individual and then creates a copy of them with the opposite traits.

'''Doog''': Yeah, so.

'''Kelter''': Ah, I see a demonstration is in order. This is exactly why I invited Stupid to this meeting, Come here, Stupid.

Stupid bounds up to Kelter's side.

'''Kelter''': How would you like to be a lab rat, Stupid, does that sound good to you? (Stupid nods... well stupidly I guess) Good warforged, now put this on (hands Stupid the helmet). All right everyone, stand back.

Stupid's form begins to bend and shift for several seconds before splitting in two. A new warforged wearing long wizard's robes and carrying a heavy book steps away from stupid moments later.

'''New Warforged''': Greetings, I am Scholar, a warforged mage of immense power having mastered the greatest spells known to Khorvaire and some lost to mists of time. How may I serve you, captain.

'''Jarlot''': Dear sweet Jeala! That's incredible, Ketler! (under his breath) I can hardly imagine the possibilities from using this on the crew...

'''Kanatash''': (to self) now if I can only find the most stable, well balanced individual in Eberron...

'''Doog''': (muttering loudly) So then if I found the ugliest broad in town...

'''Michael''': (talking out loud) So you mean if I could find some woman who was all good-goody and wouldn't **** me this helm would.... 

Michael grabs the helm from Stupid's head and runs out of the room

'''Kelter''': Wait! I haven't finished testing it yet! There might be some side effects from the helm!

Michael, already out of earshot, runs across the deck to where Lisa is lecturing some redshirts on proper shipboard etiquette and plunges the helm onto her head...

And then there was a succubus:

'''Succubus''': I'm here to kill things, kill things, and kill things. Death to all!! The mortal realms shall over flow with the blood of mortals! The death that was at Cyre shall spread throughout Eberron!

'''Michael''': !!! *whatever dark god I prayed to who listened THANK YOU!* [Abyssal] My name is Michael MCool Cthulhuellan, and I'm the blackguard of your dreams, baby.

'''Lisa''' (Still in helm): What the hell is this thing doing here, Michael?!?!

'''Succubus''': Foolish paladin! You blight the land with your holy aura! The order you represent shall be crushed.

'''Lisa''': Prepare to die, creature of chaos!

Fwoosh!

Another succubus appears! This one has the Charisma mods of Lisa. Only negative... 

'''Ugly Succubus''': Huh? Wha? *COUGH!* What’s goin on? *HACK!*

'''Everone in room''': ...

'''Ugly Succubus''':*To Michael* Hey there, handsome. *COUGH! HACK!* 

'''Michael''': Well, this is a mixed blessing. To kill Ketler, or thank him?