Session Start: Sat Apr 17 18:18:53 1999 *** Now talking in #rifts *** Ch`Dith sets mode: +o Kasia 'lo Kas Aylos! * bonfire looks through WS's charsheet...got nifty weaponry, but no idea how to use it? *** rbos (rbos@herring.sandwich.net) has joined #rifts * Kasia cackles @ the topic %0 %) 'lo, Kasia, rb Ay, rb Hey! RB can play Ru! ;) O_o bon: ehn... anyone can fire a gun... she just doesn't get any strike bonuses * rbos ripcords an inflatobunker[tm PS], throws it in the corner, and hides in preparation, knowing nothing at all about this game. *** UpLink (UpLink@du06108.str.ptd.net) has joined #rifts *** Ch`Dith sets mode: +o UpLink moo UL. 'lo, UL 'lo hobbit *** UpLink is now known as VanderTook * Trent pulls out a durachrome straight jacket, checks his watch Oi! Kas: And how bad will WS2 kill us when she finds out? okay, we're missing Steve and Malik (maybe) still? Looks that way. Yep bon: Uhh... bad. :) * Kasia BSoDs a Shadow ship Kas: Hmmm...is that what she gets for not taking us to Mejico with her? %) * Trent idly checks his shopping list, sighs. kat: Yep. :) hee * VanderTook ponders the chances of getting Ru to teach him magick so he can become a TechWizard :) Van: Mwa. Ha. Ha. %) * VanderTook gets ideas for a FFesque airship Van: You're a minor psi, right? Kasia: Yep * Arsenal ph33rs Vander if he'd be a TechWiz... Ars: :) TW ReND[tm] :D Van: No[tm]. TW Sasuage grinder? :) Van: Well, if you ask *really* nice and stop calling her 'babe', Kas might be willing to give you some lessons. ;) No![tm] * Arsenal idly *baps* the Hobbit. KAs: not everyone can be a psi... that comes naturally. however, anyone can learn magic. ars: except me I got it! I got it! TW marshmellow and flame throwers :) Rae: true... * Trent winces at one of the Merc companies in the Phaseworld Universe...one of their armored divisions has about 1 *THOUSAND* Glitter Boys. Van: *NO* Trent: *ow* Yow how munchy is PhaseWorld, anyways? * bonfire hmmms. Ars: Not much moreso than Rifts, really. Though I'd hate to go up against some of the starcraft... *nod* Trent: If Vander ever gains TW status, we may get to *build* a starcraft. :) still, any company with 1000 GBs ain't pushovers Van: Nope... it'd get shot down in low orbit *nod* Though they're a wee bit exceptional. Ars: Hmmmmm I forgot about that * Kasia BSoD's her Shadowship s'more * Trent idly bets one of the Battleships from Phaseworld could break the blockade Kasia: What's BSoD? Van: Blue Screen of Death. * bonfire whees. Ah * bonfire tries to figure out if she really needs all these windows. Actually, I'm putting a Shadowship on a Bluescreen. Does that make more sense? Kasia: Yes Kas: Ja, that does make more sense. :) * Arsenal eyes Session #2... Ars? "And down there, getting plastered at the end of the bar, is Sergio. He probably won't even be able to speak until tomorrow. Sergio hiccups, and asks for one bourbon, one scotch, and one beer from the bartender. I have this pic of a Shadowship that I want for my page, but the background doesn't work. bon: the second session of #rifts... IIRC, that was the quote of the night that night... Ars: Heh I don't remember, so... :) bon: I don't think you were observing back then... * Ch`Dith is back [*yawn* ] gone: 5h52m6s] BBIAS folx 're, dwagon * Trent polishes the durachrome straight jacket sitting at his feet, glances at his watch moo dwagon. * bonfire grumbles, is feeling rather unprepared to assume Ru's role... hrrmm... kat: :/ kat: You'll do OK as her kat: Just be stuck-up and nasty to me. :) * N`Mor returns from the void <[VoiD]> * Arsenal points to the topic. "follow that." * Trent chuckles I don't think kats can curse in Yiddish, though I'll try... :) N`M: *chuckle* she doesn't have to actually *speak* the language... :) * Arsenal looks at the clock... * N`Mor nevers speaks 'bovine' or whatever language N'Mor speaks, so he guesses not ;) 20 minutes 'till the Hobbit-stomping Ars: Other question, never got answered...does the scholar show up sometime tonight? * Trent starts whistling an odd tune, keeps polishing the durachrome straight jacket * N`Mor cracks open a tin of cashews. %9 *** Arsenal` (~tabrock@cs4-5.ban.ptd.net) has joined #rifts *** ChanServ sets mode: +o Arsenal` re Ars 're, Ars *** Arsenal was kicked by Arsenal` (Begone, Foul Demon!) remoo Ars. * rbos is away [ TE / 06:45PM ] - autogone / 10 - [ l / ON ] erm. better leave that set so I don't spam again * Trent checks his watch, sighs and glances at Vander. "Can I maim him yet?" *shrug* getting impatient? * VanderTook finishes fiddling with his time-space warping gizmo and turns it on. He is now wrapped safely in an indestructible t/s bubble. *GASP* "can't breathe!!!" * Arsenal` watches the hobbit bash himself? *sigh* Yeah, a bit. It's been a while since I've done this. I can wait, I guess. * VanderTook turns it off *** J-Rock (~slider@ptp-160-krv.ktc.com) has joined #rifts 'lo, JR Oi Steve *** Trent sets mode: +o J-Rock *** J-Rock is now known as SteveM * Arsenal` glances across channels. There's the Nazi... 'lo JR oi *** Malik (kurt@herring.sandwich.net) has joined #rifts *gasp* *faint* *** Arsenal` sets mode: +o Malik Oi, Malik hola *assist* yeah... full crowd tonight... b hrrm... hey Malik * Kasia has to help with dinner - bbiten or so. kats: you playing Ru tonight, I take it? * SteveM holds upon high his new copy of Starsiege... excuse the lag while I d/l drivers for my gear Ars: Looks that way. starsiege? wazzis? * Arsenal` rereads an old session.. did I really give you guys and "aaaand they're off!" at one point? * Malik puts the finishing touches on Vix's stuffles. Ars: Well, you can't really reread THIS session, so... * VanderTook hides * RaDead cracks his knuckles. "come here Runt." Hey, you're supposed to be dead. so who are you talking to. * Ch`Dith hrmms.... Wasn't Van looking the Belf's corpse over for spare parts? Nobody, I'm just having delusional conversations with myself * Arsenal` will bbiaf... Commence le'HobbitDemolishe * Trent picks up the durachrome straight jacket sitting at his feet, fastens the hobbit into it. He then welds the straight jacket to the Small World ride at Dizknee Wyrld and leaves Vander alone on it for a good 144 hours. *** Arsenal` is now known as Ars_AFK * bonfire pulls out the Axe[tm]. "C'mere, Vander!" * SteveM LOLs at Trent's contribution to brutality bon: Can't. I'm on a ride Steve: Who says you can't learn anything useful at Dizknee Wyrld? * Ch`Dith splits Vander into two separate Hobbits, leaves one on the ride and throws the other Katyaward * SteveM condemns Vander to having to read Left Behind: Kids... (yes, those fundies can't even leave kids outta that End Of The World story) * bonfire puts on earplugs, climbs under Vander's car, and attaches rockets. When it gets dark, she sends him up as part of the fireworks display. * Trent involuntarily starts humming the Small World theme, shudders. o/~ It's a world of laughter, a world of pain, it's a world where people go insane. Some think they're the best, but they're really just pests. That's the Real World after all o/~ *chuckle* * SteveM takes the remnants, loads them into a missile tube, and launches the Runt at the Peeps. o/~ That's the Real World after all. Drugs and maimed world after all. Hall of Shame world after all. That's the Real World after all o/~ brb * Kasia returns *phew!* * SteveM gets flashbacks to the Real World on empty vee. *shudders* * Trent doesn't having never seen the show. steve: Hey! Puck was cool. * VanderTook gets revenge >:) Steve: now consider a music TV station that makes MTV seem like a first-class top-notch station. * N`Mor winces. * Kasia picks up Van and, taking inspiration from Rae, tosses him as the puck in a Sharks/Phoenix game * SteveM helps Bevo "She shoot's, She scores!!!!" Kasia is now a She? Van: Last time I checked, yes. * Kasia gaahs, is NOT Eris! ;) You ... Checked? bon: Not she. She nevermind. kat: yeah, but I don't get a capitalized pronoun. Kas: You don't? kat: I do? * Malik is away [ TE / 07:08PM ] - autogone / 10 - [ l / ON ] Damn, there goes that arguement with the English teacher. %) Shad: Well, she came down to my house, and while we didn't play strip poker I'm sure she got a fair assesment of my gender. :) - [#rifts] PING * Kasia stops the convo? Kas: *nod* * N`Mor grazes. kasia: I meant to hit the period key. Rae: Ahh. Although I think I started the stoppage. :) :) "You're playing *strip* mah-johng?" I think it was strip jai-alai, come to think of it. * Kasia gives pplz flashbacks they didn't need. ;) O_o * Malik idles until the game sdtarts, but keeps paying attention. brb again Rae has periods? * N`Mor SMACKS THE DRAGON SQUARE BETWEEN THE EYES. Let's not go there. ;) That wasn't even a good pun. ;) * SteveM collapses on the floor laughing What N'Mor said * Kasia helps Steve. %) * RaDead shoves a Tampon up the Dwagon's nose. ow. * Kasia gets flashbacks to drama class, starts choking on her garlic bread. %) I mean, the timing was bad, the play on the words just didn't fit either. Now, has he said "I was trying to hit my period", that would be different. * Ch`Dith arghs... could someone please send a mail to shadur@dwagon.sandwich.net ? s/has/had/ Ch'D: Trust me, there are worse places to have a tampon stuffed. ;P *BLINK* "GARLIC!!" Trent: All gone, sorry. Err..!?! Garlic chicken and garlic bread. :9 Kas: %9 All gone...=P must restart 'puter brb *** RaDead has quit IRC (If the right side of the brain controls the left side of the body. Then only left-handers are in their right minds.) *** Ars_AFK is now known as Arsenal 're all 're, Ars re Ars Greetings, omnipotent one. re, almighty GM re Ars sorry, gonna hafta do this... *** Arsenal sets mode: -oooooo bonfire Ch`Dith Kasia Maeryn Malik N`Mor *** Arsenal sets mode: -ooo SteveM Trent VanderTook Ars: Time to go? anyone not get XP from last session? *shrug* I have my XP * VanderTook only needs 100 XP more to level :) shad; I get mail bounced back to shadur@dwagon.sandwich.net, and dwagin.sandwich.net I got mine * Trent only need about 500 to get to level 3 * Ch`Dith needs about 1600 * N`Mor hourks an update charsheet at Ars +d shadur@sandwich.net works though, but I guess you knew that * N`Mor is at l3 %) * rbos goes back to doing nothing oh, Malik... kats rolled on the Random Insanity Table for the events of last session, and came up with "Obsessed with Collecting High Technology"... up to you if ya wanna run with it. * bonfire still thinks Malik as a psychiatrist would be funny... eheh Ars: That should really be my insanity :) - [#rifts] PING *shrug* is everyone awake here? * N`Mor is. Ja, I am awake. * bonfire is. * N`Mor whacks Malik in the back of the head. I am * VanderTook mumbles something about donuts and coffee and goes back to sleep Time to milk the donuts... ugh... moo Previously, on #rifts... *** RaDead (~K75bhsh@bngr209-74-53ppp105.epix.net) has joined #rifts * rbos looks at the time, looks at Shad. re Rae back all * Kasia growls at this pic, ponders rotating the damn thing so she can edit it correctly * bonfire switches into the char she's understudying today, still feels really unprepared for this. *shrug* Steve: I read the log from last week, BTW * Ch`Dith looks at rob. "Yeeeeeesssss?" You get the idea that asking about it is not a wise idea. *** bonfire is now known as Ru`ach * N`Mor wonders if Malik's client supports beeps.. ;) * N`Mor ^G's him to hell and back Guess not ;) kats: Good luck. ;) Okay... N`Mor and Ch`Dith have been thrown clear of the "exploding" Vampire Intelligence, and Raenar has just been killed fighting the same critter. * N`Mor gurgles. the rest of you are on the balcony above where it stood. * VanderTook shakes his head groggily, looks at Raenar, and eulogizes. Even me? * Kasia groans and looked up. "Was that a good explosion or a bad one?" Trent is trying not to burn. :) * Ch`Dith is unconscious and out of it, on his back. * SteveM gingerly gets up and looks back over his shoulder at the carnage Trent: yeah... you jumped up there as you saw that N`Mor and Ch`Dith were winning. *to Kasia* "If I had to answer that, I'd say 'yes'." "Raenar the Belf / He never paid attention / Now he's dead. Fnord." *groan* * N`Mor assist Ch'Dith, with the addition of possibly drowning. * Kasia sends Steve the best withering glare she can manage, which is pretty pathetic. "Thanks." * Ru`ach looks at the Belf's remains. * RaDead Shakes his head * Trent shakes his head, blinks, walks over to look down by the pit. Note: the Belf is not a crispy critter... that part has been retconned for reasons the GM will not get into here. * SteveM mutters "We aim to please" as he gets up and takes a closer look. "Looks like it did more harm than good, anyway." * Malik {OOC} unidles. * N`Mor 's nose barely peaks above the level of the burning blood.. one wrong twitch could put him under the surface. Malik: scroll up... * Kasia frowns. "Where's N'Mor?" *to Steve* "Shouldn't we do something about N'Mor?" * Trent blinks, searches for N'Mor. * SteveM intently scans the surface of the burning lake. "There he is! Hurry, all of you!" Ars: Can't. Using windoze suchtelnet. %P Trent: you spot N`Mor by the edge of the blood pool. *to Kasia* "Get outta me head or start payin' rent!" ah... * Ch`Dith 's entire chest and abdomen is riddled with burns and gashes, most of them still bleeding. * Kasia frowns, reaches out with TK, tries to force N'Mor's head above the surface * SteveM clambers down the stairs to assist the bull * VanderTook follows Steve "Shit." He jumps down from the balcony thing and uses his jetpack to hover near N'Mor. someone might want to put out the fire. %) Kas: the attempt is only partially successful... you get his mouth and nose above the bloodline Telekinetics. Beef's not what's for dinner he's still burning, tho... I thought he was immune to fire, being a burster. Yeah, but the stuff I'm covered in, isn't he is.. I dunno if his mane is or not. * SteveM rechecks his seals before going in.... Hopefully the fire's not >300 deg C... GM: Clothing and stuff on the person doesn't burn. :) * VanderTook uncoils a rope and tosses one end to Steve * Trent wonders if he's wearing his good body armor or the light armor. ah But I am covered in a good layer of flammable gore. Trent: looks like the good stuff... Good, that's environmental. * Ru`ach watches, not being able to do much of anything. * SteveM gets under one hog-side-sized arm and lifts.. "What did you have with your grasses for lunch, cement?" * N`Mor Hehs, Trent's prolly the only one that can haul me out, anyway. ;) *chuckle* * SteveM points to his PS 19 "Steve, you can't lift him." He shuts off his jetpack and dives headfirst into the blood, taking N'Mor under the other arm. "Oi, Steve! Catch" Steve can help lift. * Ch`Dith moans.... "Yra.. no.... Ch'Dith... don't die... don't leave me..." * N`Mor points to his 460 lb weight %) * Trent points to his PS *40* okay... between the two of you, you're able to lift him out of the bloodpool... the blood's still burning, however. and Ch`Dith is still in there. * N`Mor could put it out.. oh, wait. %) * VanderTook gets back up to the balcony. * Trent sets the minotaur down, starts looking for Ch'Dith. * SteveM waits until we get N'Mor out, points to Ch'Dith. "See to him!" *to Vander* "Heavy blankets, now!" Trent: dwagons are hard to miss. Ch'D: BTW, about how much to you weigh? * VanderTook heads out to the bikes for blankets * Kasia groans, rubs her head, sits down. "Ow." Not sure... couple tons? * VanderTook returns with all the blankets he could carry from our bikes . o O (I hope this works) Van: as you go for the blankets, you see the bodies of vampires laying around you. "Anyone have something to beat these fires out with?" * VanderTook also brings in the fire extinguisher from his Hog * Trent jets over to Ch'D and grabs Ch'D by the arm, barely managing to drag him towards the edge of the pool. * SteveM takes the Belf's and beats the fire on N'Mor out with it as Vander trains the fire extinguisher on him. * VanderTook sprays down N'Mor with the extinguisher My armor's probably starting to melt and such, but ohwell... * N`Mor 's armor has seen better days, but save for a few gashes, he looks none the worse for wear. Trent: that it is... take off 20 MDC... * Ch`Dith is still out of it, but as you draw near, you notice shadows skittering across his body, clearing away burns and closing gashes, leaving whole scales behind. * Ch`Dith moans.... "Yra.. no.... Ch'Dith... don't die... don't leave me..." * VanderTook starts spraying down Ch'Dith once N'Mor is out my mistake... 10 MDC for the melting. * Trent grunts as he lifts Ch'Dith out of the flaming blood, then barely manages to haul himself out too. Ars: that doesn't apply to me, does it? Steve: Nope... you weren't in it long enough for it to melt. I'm probably on fire now too.. ;) * Ru`ach watches quietly. yer covered in the burning blood... "That was just too damn close." * Malik just watches, seeming to be mulling about with himself. Ars: Isn't it still raining from the Rain Flares? * SteveM looks down, obediently drops and rolls away from the pool's edge. * Trent sits down. "No...shit.." he manages to gasp. that it is... the rain flares are helping dowse the fire... but not by much.. "Oi, Steve! I got one more Rain Flare! Should I?" * Kasia clambers down to the pool, sits down next to Steve. "Could...somebody...please...put me out?" * N`Mor snorts a bit, but doesn't come to yet. * VanderTook sprays down Trent *to Vander* "Not yet." *to Trent* "Drop and roll, man." * SteveM takes the slightly singed blanket to the Juicer * Ru`ach gets bored of watching, eyes the Belf's body and gets an idea. "Snad! Gonna need a new extinguisher soon." Carter looks at the team... "If I'd never seen it, I'd never believe it. Never thought a minotaur would take out one of the ancient Intelligences." * Trent nods wearily and drops, but doesn't get any farther than that. Ch'D's probably about the most I can lift. * Ch`Dith , after about half an hour, appears totally healed but still isn't awake. He moans some more half-comprehensible ravings * Kasia looks blearily at Carter. "We've seen some weird shit, man. Don't say you don't believe it yet." "Looks like he had some help.." *waves his hand in the general direction of the explosion's epicenter* * Ru`ach starts trying to pull the bionics off the Belf, pulls out a knife to make it easier. * SteveM then puts his arm around Kasia's shoulders. *to Ru'ach* "Oi! Knock that off! Ye might ruin something!" * Kasia sighs, leans against Steve's side * Ru`ach watches the mp3 player kick into "walking on the sun." * N`Mor 's eyes flutter a bit. "I... I am not.... a min...otaur." He groans. if you look at the center of the bloodpool, you notice something small appearing in the center of it... right along the nexus point. * Trent manages to pull off his helmet. He glances over at Ch'Dith. "I am NOT carrying you again." * Ru`ach looks at Van. "You have anything better to do it with?" * Kasia sighs and doesn't notice the thing *to Ru* "Show some respect! Wait until we're clear o' this place." * SteveM just stares blankly for a moment. * Maeryn looks around a moment, trying to get her bearings * N`Mor 's eyes roll back as he tries to sit up, a deep throbbing threatening to split his skull. * Malik wanders iddly over to Steve, seeming.. out of touch. "Anything I should do, or should I just continue to wallow in my own thoughts?" Malik: +"Sir" * Trent glances at the bloodpool over Ch'Dith. "Figures," he mutters under his breath as he gets back to his feet. Steve's none too happy with ye as is y'know. }8=> "Get these blankets back to the bikes, Sergeant.. give ya something to do." * Ru`ach nods, puts the knife away. * Kasia glances at Trent, then at what he's looking at * Ch`Dith grumbles.... sendmail picked a lousy time to stop working * VanderTook looks to see what's got Trent's attention "What is it, Trent?" you see what appears to be a small faerie with black bat-like wings... * Malik nods. "Yessir." He begins gathering the blankets into his arms. * Ru`ach looks up. "What the hell is that?" Most of the weariness is gone from his voice as his implants start pumping more chemicals into him. * Kasia blinks a few times. "The... hell? +" * N`Mor 's horns scrape the floor as he rolls over over onto his stomach, trying to push himself to his knees. * VanderTook brings up his machinegun, training it on the creature. "Kill it!" anyone with Lore: Faerie, roll percentile * Maeryn looks down at the pool of blood she's flying over and gets a few distorted images of what may have been going on here * Trent checks...no, no Faerie lore. ooc.. Ars.. me too? Mae: nope * Malik blinks, and looks up. "What in the frack is that?" He quickly points his grenade launcher at it, but doesn't fire just yet. No, you're the faerie. ;) * VanderTook fires at the creature * SteveM removes his helmet, gets momentarily overwhelmed by the charnel smell of the place before blinking rapidly and rubbing his eyes. "My sentiments exactly." Van: roll to strike, -5 for her small size 10 What a nice greeting. ;) * Trent pulls on his helmet again and draws both of his pistols but doesn't fire. Yet. Mae: do you dodge? * Maeryn flutters around in circles, dodging * Ru`ach watches the hobbit fire, wondering what's going on. * Kasia blinks "Yosei?" roll to doge dodge, even 1D20 plus bonuses 17 +8 25 ooh, she's flying rings around your fire, Vander * N`Mor finds it hard to believe you could even hope to see something that small at 300m, let alone hit it ;) eep? :) hehe * Maeryn eyes the critter taking shots at her and swoops down on him.. chomp Van: she just bit you "OW!" * Trent glances over at Vander, the fire reflecting strangely off of his Glitter Boy helmet. "What did you do that for?" Haw haw! %) Mae: he tastes kinda sour... * N`Mor snickers... mosquito. * Maeryn flys away just as quick * Malik starts laughing hysterically at Vander, in a mocking sort of way. *to the ugly little runt* "Yuck!" Ars: "Why am I not surprised?" heheh he's sour, not ugly * Trent starts chuckling. I'm sure he's cute, as hobbits go. ;) *muttered* "This means something..." Ars.. ugly is in the eye of the beholder "Why you little...!" *swats at the fearie* true * N`Mor chokes and snorts. He manages to sit up on his knees, albeit rather wobbly. Van: she's out of your arm reach. "D..dead?" * Trent glances down at N'Mor. "Yeah, the thing is dead. Nice work." * SteveM takes the hand that's not clutching Kasia's shoulder and FIRMLY pins Vander to the ground with it. * Kasia glances at N'Mor. "Actually, no. Welcome to hell." * Maeryn laughs "What ya swattin at, shortie?" *to N'Mor* "Nah! We ain't dead! Just plagued by girlie-lookin' mosquitos!" . o O ( Maybe I'll get lucky and the freaks'll kill each other. ) *chuckle* Malik: *snicker* * Kasia glares at Malik, decides not to waste energy on a mind-bolt *to Vander* "I only see the one." * Ch`Dith . o O (You should be so lucky...) * N`Mor groans. "Th..the s...sword?" He notes the small squeaky thing that the runt is swatting at. * Ch`Dith 's eyes snap open, and he draws a deep, shuddering breath. Meetal yells down to you, "We've got company! The Sheriff had deputies!" "I don't know. Gone with it, probably." *to N'Mor* "Must've been lost in the explosion." "Oh, the sword blew up. With the thing." "Uh oh." * Kasia 's head shoots up. "Shit!" * Trent jets up to Meetal. "What kind of company?" "Shit!" *springs up, pulls his laser* "Me Hog! They better not touch me Hog!" * Ch`Dith does a quick check of his immediate surroundings to make sure he doesn't crush anyone, then rolls to his hind claws. * N`Mor wobbles to his feet. "I don't know whether to mourn or celebra--" *looks up* "Damn." * VanderTook gets up and runs out to his Hog. "More of those Brodkil. Three of them, it looks." * Kasia jumps to her feet Ars: is the hole in the ceiling large enough for me to fly through? * SteveM pulls his helmet back on, helps Kasia up * Trent glances at Ch'Dith "Oh good, you're not dead either. +" * Kasia blinks at Meetal's assesment. "Multishit." Ch: yes * Kasia slams her helmet on and pulls her own laser * N`Mor notes his mangled armor, and discards it. "Hey, Trent?" "The Intelligence?" * Trent holsters his pistols, draws his chainsaw. "Hold on, Kasia... one thing first." *swaps lasers with her* *to Kasia* "Yeah?" * N`Mor whees, down to natural mdc ;P ;) * Ru`ach hops up, looks, starts dragging Rae's body behind her to the surface. * Kasia chuckles, takes her own laser back *to dwagon* "It's gone." "Those brodkil things... they've got borg parts in 'em, yes? And those parts are electronic, to a degree?" * Malik cocks his grenade launcher. "Whoo. More things to shoot." *to Kasia* "YES!" * Trent nods. "Your point?" "Ru, wait!" "Not these, I think." * Kasia grins fiercley. "Good." * Ru`ach waits. "Those brodkil?" * VanderTook gets on his hog and powers up the laser rifle * Kasia frowns at (Meetal?) "Really?" * SteveM scrambles up to Ru and fishes the energy rifle offa Belf * Maeryn eyes the critter with the grenade launcher and grins mischievously, preparing her bow Meetal looks at Kas. "Yeah. Appears only the Sheriff could afford being borged." * Ch`Dith leaps into the air, spreading his wings and flying upward to the hole in the ceiling. * N`Mor unslings his plasma cannon, checking to see if it was damaged in the explosion. *to Meetal* "Where are they?" * Kasia curses a long stream of Japanese N`M: it wasn't. * N`Mor breathes a sigh of relief. "Outside. The door we came in." (well, mostly relief) she looks at Vander. "And I think they're gonna ransack the bikes." * Kasia climbs back to the balcony so that she can barely see over the edge * Trent nods, turns to Steve. "What's the plan?" * Ru`ach nods and waits to hear the plan. *To Meetal* "Aw, hell." * SteveM also takes the AK before turning back towards the assemblage. "Simple, Trent. We stop them!" * N`Mor ponders Bessie giving 'em hell. %) heh Ars: what time is it, RP-wise? "Good, I'll take point." He charges down the hallway towards the Brodkil, chainsaw running. Ch: mid-afternoon time to die "Just tell me where to shoot. I'll shoot it. Where do I shoot?" *duck* %) Okay.. * Ch`Dith emerges out the hole in the ceiling into the sweet, clear afternoon sky. Trent, you burst through the door... *to Malik* "Outside!" * Kasia vaults over the balcony railing, follows Trent a bit more cautiously * Ru`ach follows, continuing dragging the Belf along. * N`Mor sorta limps along with everyone. * SteveM follows on Trent's heels you see Bessie giving one of the Brodkil a hard time... * Trent resists the urge to starts bellowing Khornate battle cries. is Malik wearing armor? *nod* Mae: yes.... Light DEadBoy armor * Malik runs after Steve, whistling cheerfully and grinning like a madman. * Ch`Dith swoops at the Brodkil fighting Bessie from behind, claws extended. Trent: two of the Brodkil are eyeing your Tarantula Trent, Ch`Dith: roll for initiative * SteveM drops to one knee and readies the Belf's particle rifle at the Brodkil 19+4 * Ru`ach continues moving out slowly, trying to make sure the parts don't get damaged. * Ch`Dith thinks his client's doing the line drop game on 'im again... Ch: oh? * VanderTook points his laser rifle at a Brodkil Ars.. any holes in that armor? * Malik stops, and points the grenade launcher at one of the Brodkil. "Barbecue time, bastard boy." Mae: nope Ars: unless Trent decided to skip the declaration of an attack... * Trent starts growling, chops at one of the Brodkil over by this bike with his chainsaw. "BLOOD!!!" *to the Brodkil* "Get away from me Hog!" .. or was that 19+4 for initiative? Ch'D: That was initiative Ch: that was the initiative roll... I'm waiting on yours 17 didn't get that message. * Maeryn follows and watches the fun, hovering at a safe distance in fact, anyone involved in the battle, roll initiative 15 16 12 Ars: 10 +6 14 okay... 6 Bah. Sucksucksuck. There's the Curse of Malik, again. * Ru`ach continues struggling with the Belf's body. Combat goes Trent, Ch`Dith, the Brodkil Trent's aiming at, Steve, the Brodkil Steve's aiming at, Kasia, Vander, the Brodkil Vander's aiming at, N`Mor, Maeryn, and the Brodkil harassing Bessie and Ch'Dith Trent: action?