*** Log file opened: 4/24/99 7:25:09 PM Arsenal [~tabrock@cs2-10.ban.ptd.net] has joined #rifts Ch`Dith sets mode: +o Arsenal Arsenal sets mode: +pn 'lo all Arsenal changes topic to "We may be a little late taking off this evening. Just fasten your seatbelts, as we may be experiencing Turbulence" bonfire [katster@wasteland.Reshall.Berkeley.EDU] has joined #rifts Ch`Dith sets mode: +o bonfire 'lo Anya moof Ch`Dith [shadur@catv6150.extern.kun.nl] has quit IRC (Thank you, and goodnight.) Ch`Dith [shadur@catv6150.extern.kun.nl] has joined #rifts Arsenal sets mode: +o Ch`Dith remoo dwagon? bonfire is away [TE/05:37PM] - dinner - [l/ON] Ch`Dith is back [TE] 're dwagon Kasia [smbeaver@p88.amax12.dialup.sjc1.flash.net] has joined #rifts Ch`Dith sets mode: +o Kasia Hihi! 'lo Kas Sergio [~K75bhsh@bngr216-37-173ppp222.epix.net] has joined #rifts DarkSide [darkside@cz-cblk-150-16-141.cyberzone.net] has joined #rifts Ch`Dith sets mode: +o DarkSide hey all Arsenal sets mode: +o Sergio DarkSide is now known as N`Mor UpLink [UpLink@du06108.str.ptd.net] has joined #rifts Ch`Dith sets mode: +o UpLink UpLink is now known as Vander Sergio enjoys more of his cheese. Oi hey Van Ars: You left your CDs here Ch`Dith turns reptilian eyes on Sergio, rips some meat off a cow's carcass, and roars plaintively Van: ehn... play them tonight, if'n ya want Sergio passes ch`dith a beer Meeth: one tip for playing Sergio... say "si" a lot when asked a question. :) and say "me gusta el queso en mis pantalones" N`Mor ducks. %)O Vander turns mischievously sparkling eyes on Ch'Dith, slugs back a chug of Hobbiton ale, and belches Orcishly Si seņor. that works. :) brb My Damn perants keep needing to use the phone. Sergio [~K75bhsh@bngr216-37-173ppp222.epix.net] 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.) Ch`Dith flips through the Rifts book... where the zark are the plasma rifle/pistol detailed? ChD: Back Err.. the back of the book Oi babe! ish. Near the spells, I think bonfire is back [who's the drunk guy?] [gone: 50m25s] Melter: that's where the guns/stuffle are.. no sign of the plasma rifle. Just the cannon. Ch`Dith . o O (... Which *would* be conveniently rifle-sized for dwagons... ) Ahh. Shad: just steal the specs for the C-27 %) bonfire will brb...switching to x. bonfire [katster@wasteland.Reshall.Berkeley.EDU] has quit IRC (whee.) Vander notices he's the most well-armed Hobbit since Tuddle Fallowhide hijacked an Allamaran weapons shipment :) heheh bonfire [katster@wasteland.Reshall.Berkeley.EDU] has joined #rifts Ch`Dith sets mode: +o bonfire re Anya remoo. 're anya Is Ru gonna be here tonight? Van: she was in earlier. N`Mor ponders, once again, scribing up a rifts BFG ;) Van: I will be, soon as I'm on my own comp. :) OK I think this team's too heavily involved in it's weaponry... even the GM is losing track of who has what... Kasia listens to Ru... bonfire whangs herself on the head. it's mpg123, not rpg123. Ars: Everybody needs a hobby :) "I'm attempting wishful thinking over here! Don't interrupt!" %) Anya: heee N`Mor would, of course, have to make it a hell of a lot more hazardous to use than in doom ;) kat: %) before we get started, I need *everybody* to send me an updated charsheet, complete with stats on weaponry by email. (no DCCs, plz) Ars: Gotcha. Ars: 'k N`Mor doesn't have any weaponry he didn't start out with anymore. ;) Ars: Inasec... fixing the weapon stats. Ars: can you remind me of addy? Sergio [~K75bhsh@bngr216-37-173ppp227.epix.net] has joined #rifts tabrock@ptd.net re drunkard Well that's gonna get annoying. N`M: If you want to find a vibro-claymore in the Stash, feel free. but that's what I'm limiting you to. Ars: Eheheh. %) brb N`Mor hehs, N'Mor is one of the weaker chars in the bunch ;P ;) N`M: I doubt Vander could lift some of Rae's old weapons N'Mor: Shaddap! I'm the designated wuss now that Raenar's dead +for any length of time Ars: hrmm, since my character is a natural MDC critter, I take it his HP is kinda null? s/null/moot/ bak NM: Bingo. N`M: hrrm... keep it. Van: can you give me that galaxy background? Serg: In a sec bonfire fires at ars, decides that, although bonfire might fit my char, to assume the right nick. bonfire is now known as Anya Ars: Mailed N`Mor hopes Vander can rig a charger for his CE-Clip ;) N'Mor: It's in the Plow :) N`M: he *has* that e-clip charger I never decided whether or not the charger can handle CE-clips, tho... Ars: Bah. I could probably juryrig a charger :) Ch`Dith hopes Vander'll think of getting a usable radio headset for the dwagon while he's in town. Yeah, but CEs aren't standard E-clips :) s'prolly as big as Vander's head N'Mor: Thbbt! My head's a lot larger than that! ;) Ars: Want that list of spells at the same time? Ch: yes Trent [~KillJoy@planetx-2-101.mdm.mkt.execpc.com] has joined #rifts Oi Trent Allo, all Arsenal sets mode: +oo Sergio Trent Trent *BLINKS*...Sergio? Ch: I'll need to approve the spells, btw... diiiiice. Trent: Meeth's playing Sergio tonight... Ars: noted. Trent: Meeth is playing the part of Serg this session Huh...neat. Ars: I'll be a bit with my charsheet.. I wanna add annotated RCC abilities to it so I don't have to keep thumbing through the book :) 'k Anya pulls out the musical instrument^W^Wgolf ball^W^Wd100. kat: :) Trent assaults Anya and steals her d100! MalikVix [fnord@dialpool0459-pri.voicenet.com] has joined #rifts Hola. Trent sets mode: +o MalikVix that reminds me... I gotta send him that charsheet for Sergio konban-wa! Anya whaps trent over the head with her tube o' big dice! Oi Accordian Ow...hey, stop that. *runs* Serg: Catch gimme back my d100 then! Trent tosses the d100 to Vander . o O (WP:dice?) N`Mor intercepts MalikVix puts on his eye-in-the-pyramid lapel pin and looks all subversive, and stuff. N`Mor gives it back to Anya. Vix is Illuminati? :) Anya takes it, thanks N'Mor. :) no, Vix is Discordian should he miss a session, that becomes Scientologist Oh, then he has the wrong pin NM: He still has a pin. And a Sacred-Chao-On-A-String. ;) N`Mor steals Vix's all-seeing-eye and gives him the Sacred Chao-- oh, you know. ;) hehe... sacred chao ~= sacred cow %) Ars: uhh... Anya looks at her stack of rifts books, gulps. If he becomes a Scientologist, can I kneecap him? :) That's as high as I can reach. :/ haw haw great... how many anarchists do we have in our group now? ;P ;) N'Mor: I'm not really Anarchist. I'm only borderline Anarchist :) Anya isn't. Kasia is. Mwahahaa. Trent is only unprincipled Vix is an Anarchist, pure & simple. :) The little vampixie is, I think. Ack. the VampFaerie is Anarchist... Vander threatens people with his possibility of becoming a TW >:) I'm hanging out with a bunch of uncouths? %) faerie, pixie, same diff ;) Ars: Coming thine way. Anya: It's a living :) Trent beats Vander over the head with a desk. Anya: You eternally Good or something? ;l)P N`Mor watches his face get all screwed up? ow N'M: Enh, sorta... MalikVix giggles some more at Vix's skillssheet. "Brewing" >%) WP: Brewing? N`Mor ducks Vix: Bah. Leave the brewing to professionals. Hobbits! MalikVix thwacks N'm with his staff. Bah/ hey, every good discordian should be a brewmaster Anya hmmms. Oh, and let us not forget "Streetwise: Drugs" ;) something no good Discordian can do without. :) N`Mor hehs, still has Bullwrought in his charsheet :( :) Yes, beware, friends. This is what happens when you work on a charsheet during a break in reading the Illuminatus! Trilogy. ;) Trent ponders the Juicer Wannabe OCC, chuckles. Trent: Yeah, that's a pretty funny one. argh.... gotta resend that. Ars: You have a sheet for sergio or what? Trent: Dudes that just run around wearing all kindsa tubes and stuff? :) yeah, hold on. Anya eeps s'more at her stack of riftsbooks. kats: I'll bite, how many you got now? ;) N`Mor only has Four. Anya eyes Kas...I think we counted ten yesterday, right? N'Mor: Yeah, kinda. A lot of 'em are druggies too. (Irony) Vander looks at his stack of !Rifts books. :( kat: Yep. and two more coming in the mail. N`Mor prolly won't get more than Four. Didn't get anything that wasn't immediately useful. ;) Anya got addicted...whups. Trent only has 5 Rifts books, is falling behind. 'Course, I have no source of income. =P Vander assaults Anya and steals her Stack o'Books Anya bangs on Vanders head with the Tube O' Big Dice. ... and sent. ow Trent assaults Vander, steals Anya's stack o' Books and gives 'em back to Anya. No more assaulting Anya. Meeth: incoming DCC N`Mor chuckles at N'Mor's truck.. "Impact damage: 3d4x10 M.D. cruise, 3d4x20 M.D. top speed" %) Anya goes back to work on quickdirty.txt Arsenal is falling behind on Rifts books.. I need more income. :P Anya does too, shouldn't have bought as many as she did, but is enamored with books of all sorts. %) Sergio: pick up this DCC Ars: I think he's lagged . o O ( Hmmm, and why is kat playing a scholar? ) *chuckle* Anya: :) hrrm... what dcc it failed cause you weren't paying attention. :P re sending Again Serg: Catch Van: you got a copy of it to send him? Ars: Where it says "Attacks/Melee: 2" under Combat Bonuses, should there be some sort of mathematical symbol in front of that? Ars: Galaxies.gif? no something else Malik: nope. that's the exact number of attacks/melee Vix has Oh. duh. ;) Unless he has boxing which he doesn't Ars: How many attacks/melee does vander get at level3? Maeryn [Amiga@nrwc-sh5-port8.snet.net] has joined #rifts *nod* So then he has exactly 2 Van: same as he did before Oi pixie boo Hey! 'lo Mae Faerie! Van: Attacks don't go up until L4 got Ars: OK Arsenal sets mode: +o Maeryn Allo, Mae Ch`Dith ponders cooking up HTH-Dragon Style Arsenal scans the list... who're we missing? someone remind me to be the toothfairy when we finish later :) Ru Steve, Ru. Mae: :) Glorious Leader. Mage. ohyeah... Weefun. Anya minimizes #tjab. Ars: We're up to 11 players now. Can you handle that? %) N`Mor suddenly has this mental image of N'Mor running around in a gunfight John Woo style Trent ponders getting the Ninjas & Superspies book just because of the ludicrous number of H2H styles. Van: honestly... no brb Ars: Kill Sergio :) *snicker* Ars: Does that mean we have to kill a few off? Oh dear. Trent: looks it. Gee Thanx well, Sergio and Malik are going to be gone soon anyways.. Can't kill Vander. He's a sacred cow. . o ) (Or would that be N'Mor?) Arsenal doubts Sergio'd stay with the team once his contract was up. Ars: Okay, no problem. Vander hides who knows, N'Mor might go back to wandering. Trent pulls out his UberRifle, potshots Vander and Malik. well, I gotta go get Tammy... Commence le'HobbitStompe Anya smiles, and pulls out book. Ch`Dith eyes the Runt. Considers his new plasma cannon^Wrifle MalikVix is now known as Vix Vix eyes Vander, and twirls his staff iddly. Kasia grins, pulls out a Rachel-esque soldering iron/pen Kas: oooh. *wince* Kasia: O_o Trent shrugs, picks up a truck and beats Vander over the head with it. Vander attempts to break the laws of time and space to escape Ru`ach [whtstar2@p42.amax11.dialup.sjc1.flash.net] has joined #rifts Ch`Dith sets mode: +o Ru`ach Oi Ru Anya waves at the Walker. :) Vix watches the Time And Space Police arrest Vander. Trent fines Vander $80 for attempting to break laws of physics. 'lo, Ru Ru`ach is not a happy person right now, so apologies for any not-nice comments that might escape her lips. Kasia straps Van down to an operating table. Ru: Problems? Kasia hands Ru a scalpel Van: family. Ru: Ah Ru`ach shoves the scalpel up her mom's... uh, nevermind. Not in public. Ru: You mean non-nice comments such as "Please have sex with a rampant rhinoceros" ? ars: I picked a name for the T-Man. Oriel. Male Kasia pulls the soldering pen and starts applying henna tatoos to Vander with its tip. These are a bit more permanent... Ch'D: You'd rather not know. Trust me. But if you insist... Anya giggles... "aerial copulation with a rolling pastry? " :) Ru: I shan't Ch'D: thanks. ARS: Ok? Meet: Pay attention, Ars is taking Tammy out s/taking out/fetching Trent ponders papercut microsurgery, decides to experiment on the runt while he's all strapped to the table and such. Vix woohoos! Rents have relatives over, meaning they'll be distracted, meaning I can bypass the 'Off the computer at midnight!" rule. %D Vix: Heh Shad: Pay attention, Ars is picking Tammy up. ;) N'Mor: Pay attention. Stomp the Hobbit Vix: I have the opposite type of cerfue with my 'puter. I can't go online til 9:00 at night. Ru`ach takes Van's temperature. Are you okay? Ser: MErble. Weird. J-Rock [~slider@ptp-124-krv.ktc.com] has joined #rifts Ru: Not for long. ;) 'llo Kasia sets mode: +o J-Rock J-Rock is now known as SteveM Aya, Glorious Leader! N`Mor doesn't generally partake of the hobbit stomppery hey rock Glorious Leader! Hewwo Glowious Weader. Ru: No. I'm delerious from the beating :) Oi Steve Hey Steve! Ay JR Greetings, o Glorious Magnificient Leader type person. (No, I don't know why I'm doing this either) Van: You mean the pain. No beatdown yet. ;) N`Mor runs Vander through with his horns and prances around with him stuck on his head Kasia finishes with her soldering iron tatooing... ahh, art. Hola Capitan :(k}%) Maeryn swoops in and snacks on Vander... yay! I helped stomp the hobbit :) N'M: %) Ru`ach grumbles. Shuts the door. Picks up _The Black Gryphon_. Might as well do something useful. Vix beats Vander with his staff multiple times. Sergio shakes a beer up and sprays him with it. Ru: Now wait just a minute! I don't have any problem with getting killed, but I will *not* tolerate being killed by Need! SteveM gets out a fhuge sign with the legend "WE WILL *NOT* BE GOING BY 'MITCHELL'S MARAUDERS'" and beats Vander senseless with it. Steve: ow :) Ch`Dith checks the tattoo..... "I Got Tattoed by a Kid" ? Van: Uhh... Need's from the *other* book I lent her. Steve: Seeing as how he *IS* senseless, shouldn't that be sensible? Anya looks up from writing/reading. "Something going on?" Trent: LOL Steve: How about "Crack Patrol"? ;) ChD: I will kill you for that. ;) Kasia: :) SteveM came up with a few ideas for group naming... (something) Light Horse, Mitchell's Fusilliers.... Kas: Thanks. that means so much to me.... Vix: *smacksmacksmack* Steve: Bah. You're no fun. ;) Trent picks up Vix by the ankles, uses him to beat the hell out of Vander. "Vampire Slayers of New Mexico" ? As for that other project, I was considering a submarine carrier type thing... Steve: "New American Irrelugars"? PID USER PRI NI SIZE RSS SHARE STAT LIB %CPU %MEM TIME COMMAND 29904 shadur 5 0 560 12 4 R 0 99.8 0.0 1129m vim ... Ouch. Shad: Nah. I figure we'll be wasting more than just vampires in the weeks to come Fnord's Irregulars? *runs* Trent: I like that :) Ch`Dith picks up the Runt, curls 'im into a bowling ball and lobs it at Trent. And what's wrong with "Mitchell's Marauders"? SteveM starts to think "New Age Outlaws", IMMEDIATELY turns himself in for a rigorous brainscrub Trent rolls to dodge...18+11 Vander: You suggested it. ;) Reservoir Dogboys? N`Mor ducks Trent nimbly evades Vander Ch`Dith beats Trent senseless with N'Mor ... and vice versa. Ch'D: See my previous comment on Vander. bah :) Ru`ach is now known as Ru_OOC Trent: Hard to dodge a minotaur being swung around... Steve: "Fortune's Favoured"? Ch'D: No, I'm senseless. You can't beat me senseless. he's beating sense into you, then :P ;) "Wonko the Sane's Asylum-Commandos"? %) Steve: Fortune's fools Vix: :)= Anya shrugs, likes "Kamakazi Golf Cart Drivers." %) Arsenal returns... kat: %) hey Might I suggest "Derangediers"? ars: I picked a name for the T-Man. Oriel. Male "Kamikaze Kommunist Karate Khamileons"? Serg: I saw N`Mor hrmms, if he ignites himself with flame burst, does he get additional damage from the fire in H2H combat? %) kats: Problem...we have no golf carts. "The Amazing RANDO's Juvenile Home Escapees".... ok, that was random. Ch`Dith , still holding N'Mor, swings him like a Golf club with Van as the ball. "FORE!!!" Trent: Has that ever stopped us before? "SEVEN!" Vander: You ever expect me to be part of the KKK+ Van: ... who's the Khamileon? And since when were you perusing that cgi script for group names? kats: Enh, point. Ch`Dith watches the hobbit land on Trent. Serg: Point "Bavarian Light and Power" ;) Trent duct tapes Vander into a ball, throws him at Ch'D. Actually, "Derangediers" sounds nifty. ;) Anya saves quickdirty.txt, should prolly toss what's done of that to Ars for his reading pleasure. okay, has everyone gotten everything out of their system? How about we just call ourselves after Steve's old ATAC unit? Vix is now known as Malik Ru_OOC is now known as Ru`ach "The Bloodhound Gang"? Steve: I like that. NO. NONONONONO! NOOOOOOO! Steve: *snicker8 Aiieeeee! Trent puts a hot dog in his mouth, lights up and smokes it. VIX: it sounds to much like the ***chokehack*** Power Rangers> Anya rolls on the floor. Ru`ach kicks things. No, it brings up traumatizing flashbacks of "3-2-1 Contact" Anya gets kicked, ow. SteveM puts on Fire Water Burn N`Mor laughs at Malik. Ru: try this N'M: Oh, you'll see. You'll *ALL* see! Each and every one of you! Ahahhaa! Ch`Dith leaps at Sergio... "*KILL!*" Sergio gets scared N`Mor stabs Malik in the nose Ars: the DCC worked. I'm just not feeling happy tonight. Greyface cannot stop me, for I am but a potato covered with neon-pink chives! Ow. Sergio runs Malic's New Mafia? Anya stands up, straightens up her clothes, and smiles. "Ready, I think." :) "Vix's Vapor Rub" *duck* -c +k Malik: No ***Boottothehead*** SteveM lays the smack down on Malik and his mom in no particular order Vander changes topic to "Wanted: (Dead or Alive) Vander Took / Crime: Grand Theft Transport" Trent finishes smoking the hot dog, drops it on the ground and grinds it out under his bootheel. "I'm ready too." Thanks. My mother's being irritating tonight. ;) "Tonight the part of SteveM will be played by Rocky Miavia. mal: I meant my mom, but what the hell I'm set. +" Ready as I'll ever be. Here we go again! Arsenal sets mode: -oooooo Anya Ch`Dith Kasia Maeryn Malik N`Mor Arsenal sets mode: -ooooo Ru`ach Sergio SteveM Trent Vander Malik strangles a puppy dog. "All set." Sergio lights a smoke. "me too." okay... who didn't get their XP from last session Kasia flips open her 6hr+ playlist. "Gotcha!" Ars: did I get any? Maeryn waves a wing at Ars.. me brb getting drink Ch`Dith fires up esddsp mpg123 -Z `find /mp3 -name \*.mp3` "We are ready to rock ol' Mejico from Ciudad Juaraz to the Yucatan!" :) Ars: I don't think you ever actually told me. ;) Okay... Steve: 275 Malik: 195 Trent: 250 Vander: 175 N`Mor: 195 Yay! I leveled :) Kasia: 455 Ru: 100 Kasia leveled. ;) Ch`Dith: 475 Ru`ach didn't. May: 245 Anya: 100 Ru: :( Trent didn't either. Ch`Dith didn't either Anya is long ways from there. :) SteveM didn't either Trent: You don't *need* another level. ;) Kasia: Yes I do. okay... Melters get new powers at L3.. lemme check what you get. Sergio pops in "Freebird". And starts swaying. Kasia grins. *Likes* this book. :9 Ru`ach checks... Only 2000 more points. Yay. total of three minor powers, and any one major power Ru: Ack Ch`Dith needs another 1125 including Mind Wipe, Psi-Sword, and Possess Others hrrm... N`Mor leveled last week. nyah. ;) *hide* gee, wonder what she'll go with. ;) Kasia: Take Psi-Sword :) Van: I already took. It's all in Ars' file. ;) Kas: you also get another four secondary skills Kasia: Heh Ars: I'm using the Psyscape rules... I already adjusted. Kas: ah.. Arsenal is going by Main book... doesn't hav Psyscrape It's a little more balanced and a lot more detailed. Anya hees, Kas' trip to Berkeley was productive in more ways than one. %) heheh :) Ru`ach gets lectured for being loud and impolite. Good chances I'm not gonna last the whole session before they ground me. Just so you know. Kasia grabbed Healing Touch, Teek Accelleration Attack, Intuitive Combat, and Psi-Sword. :) Ru: =P Ru: %/ Intuitive Combat. Mmmm. Ru: Suckage. %P Trent idly duct tapes Ru's 'rents to the moon. Ru: ... So they're implying that "loud and impolite" is not your natural state of being? Ch'D: It wasn't. I used to be normal. kat: That's the munchkinny one. Sergio staples his parents to Ru's. Kas: You need to scan those...not only for me, but for the poor GM. Kasia: No. Vander is munchkinny Van: Well, yeah. kat: I stuck a basic descrip of 'em in the file. :) Van: Mom came home today. Library confrence. Serg: OK Teek Accel Attack(10/20isp, 2d4*10sdc/3d6+4MD, +1str) Kas: Ahhh, okay. :) :9 Kasia: %) Intuitive Combat(10isp +3 init, +1str, +1par, +4dod, +4pull, +2roll, +2disarm) >%) Trent is munchkinny. Do *NOT* try to argue this. (not that any sane person would) Kasia; :)_ *ow* Trent: You are? ;0 err, ;) even. Kas: send me a file with all those, 'k? ..are we waiting for anyone, still? Trent: Bah! You look nothing like a munchkin. Too tall. I don't think so... don't think so. Ars: That is in my stats file. I need to wordscan in all the rest. Ars: Do any of my skill percentages go up? anyways, we left off with Trent, Maeryn, Ch`Dith, and Anya in front of Ft. Reid van: yes.. "We represent the Lollypop Guild, the Lollypop Guild..." Ars: OK I'll need those Anya nods, assumes char. I just got bit, dammit. :P Ch`Dith idly notes that should Kasia mention the words "FORM BLAZING SWORD" at any time she *will* get eaten shortly after. Malik assumes Malik, with Vix waiting in the wings. :) Ch'D :) Ch'd: The name is Kasia Harnell, not Princess Psi-kawaii. :P N`Mor was out there with juicerfaerydwagonscholar too. You sure about that? ;) Kasia: Don't you mean captain Kawaii? :) now... -c +C Van: No. I'mnot her, either. *AHEM* Ars: Yes? N`Mor assumes the position. As I was saying.. We left off with Trent, Maeryn, Ch`Dith, and Anya in front of Ft. Reid take it away, your Four Kasia is enjoying a candle-lit dinner somewhere private with Steve or something... N`Mor was there too, dagnabbit. ;) Ch`Dith holds the fluttering thing in a TK grip in front of his maw. "I trust you have an explanation for your actions." Ru`ach is lost, but that's okay. I'll assume Malik is off being annoying somewhere. ;) Ars: What was I doing? Ars.. by the way.. I found the paragraph I was looking for.. Mae is susceptible to psionics, but psi mind control has no effect on her You're bugging Sergio. the tone suggests you better have one and it better be good. Ru, you're checking, uhh... something. She's not fluttering, she's mist. l( Trent nods assent to Ch'D. "Yes, an explanation would be nice." ;) Anya wants to hear this explanation too, waits to hear it. Serg: You're either roarin' drunk or getting there. Ru`ach ohyeahs. The scrolls. Ser: prolly at the bar, getting drunk Ru`ach is sitting looking over the scrolls. +, SteveM scrolls, ain't disputing things with Kasia right now Sergio enters another bar. His hands covered in stamps Maeryn continues as an angry mist, moving higher away Ch`Dith isn't letting go. "I don't believe in faeries!" *squeak!* ;) Trent sighs. "This is ridiculous. I need a flamethrower." Kasia: :) Ch'D.. you don't have to.. psi mind dontrol has no effect on me Telekinesis does. Anya quietly shakes her head. Mae: it's not mind control, it's telekinesis "I have one, should it be needed." N`Mor gives Trent and the dragon an idle shrug. "Maybe Anya tastes good." " Un Liquer. Por favor? which is what? "I do? I hope not." Mae: moving stuff with your mind manipulation of physical objects of any kind with mindpower Malik can move his hand with his thoughts. ;) N'Mor.. and this applies to living things in the same way? Correct. Mae: yes. Malik: Get yer hand outta me pocket Mae, it applies to *anything* in the material plane. Mae: Any physical object Kosh smacked Sheridan around with TK. ;) N'Mor: among other things. Hehe. N'Mor: Kosh: Boot to the head. ANYway *back to IC* yes, please the book talks about moving objects at a creature, but not moving creatures creatures are objects too, y'know Ch`Dith is still waiting patiently for an answer. You're not sure how long his patience lasts. You feel it's not wise to test, however. Trent sighs again. "Well Anya, now you've met Ch`Dith." He notices N`Mor standing near the group. "This is N`Mor." Ars.. ok.. do creatures get a save? Shame, dwagon, Never dictate to a player how they feel. %) against TK? nope Anya smiles at the bovine. "Hello. I'm Anya." Bah. }8=P Only the GM can do that. Even then it's not such a good idea, only PC's know how they'll react. ;) Sergio lights up another smoke. notices a karioki machine. Anya frowns. "So you all are going to Lone Star. May I ask why?" N`Mor grunts, and nods at the newcomer. "N'mor N'gorran." Ru`ach shoves the scrolls in the back of her bike. Goes to find people. Finds Trent, Ch'D, N'Mor, and a stranger. Maeryn hovers as mist wherever the dwagon holds her then Arsenal *eyerolls* at Sergio... "We are not." "Buenos Dias Anya. Me LLamos es Sergio" Didn't Vander invite us to dinner, Kas? when did Sergio go outside? Ser: *whack* you're not in front of the fort.. Anya, he didn't... Serg: Attention, dude... you're not outside. Bar != outside forget it Serg: PAY ATTENTION!!! Anya notices another newcomer. Ru`ach looks at Anya. "Who's that?" Trent nods. "We originally got sent down here to figure out if vampires actually do exist. Ch`Dith, N`Mor and most of the others joined up later." Steve: We avoided him. ;) Ch`Dith was wondering what a Karaoke machine would be doing standing around outside. "I was about to ask the same question." N`Mor laughs slightly at Anya. "Not all of us are going to Lone Star." I don' Arsenal drops an anvil on his typoist I don't think Ru is outside either... Kas: "You know Ars is gonna ask for detail later..." ;) N`Mor lags behind the convo. %) Sergio feels like a outcast. Puts on trench. "Well, who are you?" Ars: Wander out, she did. Sergio leaves bar Steve: "Well, tell him to mind his own business." ;) ru: when did you leave the fort? Kas: IC. = Ru`ach shoves the scrolls in the back of her bike. Goes to find people. Finds Trent, Ch'D, N'Mor, and a stranger. :) Thanks. ah... missed it in the scroll... Maeryn forms into her fairie form and glaring at the critter holding her, begins a nasty tyrade in dragonese "I am Anya Morchenko. And you?" N`Mor raises his eyebrows at the faery. "Such language." too many characters to keep track of. :P Ch`Dith courteously decides to let it slide. "I was asking for your reason in biting..." Trent winces at Maeryn and says in Dragonese "You know, it may not be wise to annoy him if you wish to continue your existence." Sergio checks on the truck. Sees some of the group talking to someone new. "Buenos Dias Anya. Me LLamos es Sergio" "Someone you won't be getting to know if you stick with them. I break off as soon as they leave for Lone Star." Truck's parked inside, you ditz. if she's new, how do you know her name? ;) Arsenal eyerolls... Ru`ach helps. I quit. Give me my old char back Quickly Ars. he's trying, I'll say that much... Sergio is now known as Raenar Okay... Sergio's in no shape to talk, and falls drunkenly to the ground. Rae: You *do* realize that chances of that char *ever* returning are somewhere on the other side of the proverbial snowball in a supernove? Vander wanders around Fort Reid, doing nothing in particular. Mallrats Rae: you need to work on the characterization a bit more... Maeryn curses and spits at Anya. "No vampires in Mexico City... and these idiots are too dumb to know you lie." like, learning to learn names ICly. Rae: And your attention span "I am not lying." Trent turns to Ru. "Obvious question. You don't want to go to Lone Star, do you?" *to Trent* "No. Not really." *to Anya* "What are you then? Blind and stupid?" "We know for a fact that what she says is not true. This is not the same as lying, however. She did not lie. Either she honestly does not know - or she does not remember..." Vander continues to walk around town, ponders seeing about buying Maeryn a fearie muzzle *to Trent* "Lone Star is not for beings like ourselves... I... won't go there....again." "Is it just the Coalition, or is it us? Because frankly, the only ones of us who were planning on going in were Steve and Malik." "No, just noting what I observed. And not making snap decisions." *to Trent* "No, it's not you..." Maeryn curses in her native tongue Raenar is now known as Sergio Anya counts under her breath, "odin...dba...tre...chitire..." Sergio sobers up. Sees the group. After a five minute nap? Not likely THAT QUICKLY? WILL YOU PAY ATTENTION? YOU ARE NOT OUTSIDE! Serg: you do *not* sober up in 3 min. Ch: he did wander outside I will grant him that. ah. Okay. Not without a great deal of vomitting. *chuckle* but he's also face first on the ground sleeping off the alcohol "I hate playing other people's char. LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Maeryn rants about the vile creatures and *him* Vander wanders outside to see if Trent and Ru want dinner, trips over our inebriated truck driver Anya sighs. "I guess I'd better continue onwards. I've already managed to make enemies here." N`Mor tries to direct his thoughts at the dragon... . o O (Do you suppose she.. is one of those leeches?) Native tongue == elvish? faerie ch: Native tongue == Faerie Vander looks down at Sergio, shakes his head, and goes over to where Ru, Ch'Dith, and Trent are Van: you see Trent and the others talking with a woman in a jeep can I do anything while I'm held here.. besides yell and swear? Trent turns to Anya. "You count this one as an enemy?" He gestures at the Faery. "Frankly, we are beginning to also." Ch`Dith . o O (*to N'Mor* She does not.... "smell"... like a vampire. When she bit Anya, however, her... *complicated image* changed.) Anya smiles. "Oi! Peeps! What say we get a bit o' grub, wot? I'm buyin'!" Ru`ach sighs. N`Mor just kinda looks dumbfounded. Mae: just holding you in place. you have full mobility otherwise. "Well, it is good to hear. Perhaps I'll stay. It's been a while since I've talked with people who know of the North." Ch: I think N`Mor was asking about Anya Vander looks at the new person. *to Trent* "Who's the babe?" *to Van* "You know, food sounds really good right now. Trent? New person?" Ars: no, the faery :) N`Mor pokes softly at Mae with the tip of one of his silver knives. "Babe?" Malik wanders outside of the fort, mildly drunk. Maeryn shrieks at the cow uh-oh... :) Malik: you in uniform right now?> *to Anya* "You'll get used to him after a while." or light armor? Malik? Drunk? %) Light armor. N`Mor withdraws the knife. okay... "He calls every woman we've met babe so far. Anyway, let's go get food." Maeryn melts away into mist, cursing the cow with or without helmet? This could be interesting. :) Without. ok... Anya: you finally notice the deadboy coming at the team... N`Mor glances at the dragon. "You think that proves it?" Anya eyes the Dead Boy. Malik approaches the group, wobbling slightly back and forth. Ch`Dith eyes Mae's reaction to the touch of the silver, lets out a deep rumbling growl that's the draconian equivalent of "Hmmmm" "You have Coalition here?" Vander looks to where Anya's staring. *to Ru* "Is it just me, or is Malik drunk?" For the moment. N`Mor sheathes the knife. *to Van* "I'd say it's just you, but I think he is." Ch`Dith looks over at N'Mor. "Let's ask her one last time if she has an explanation." "If not...." He leaves the thought unsaid and eyes the faerie. bbias Trent nods. "Unfortunately, for the moment. He's the reason we're heading towards Lone Star." me tries to move away again and gets extremely frustrated brb... Malik walks up to Vander, and points at the hobbit, grinning stupidly. "You.. owe me... ten dollarsh. +" Anya mutters, "Dead boy coaliton scum...it figures, it just figures!" "He's usually more unpleasant that this." *to Trent and Ru* "I'll be in the bar we ate at last time we were here." *to Anya* "Yer welcome to join us." *to Maeryn* "You might wish to speak, before you can't speak anymore." bak "Thank you, sir." Vander looks at Malik. "Say huh?" Maeryn gathers into faerie form and hums a mischievous melody, creating havoc in the group "Yeah, well we couldn't find a place to ditch the body." Ch`Dith rolls 18 to save. *to Vander* "I shaid.. you owesh me ten dollarsh. Pay up or I'll shnap you like an insh... inshe...inshme... bug." N'Mor.. what language you speak? *cackle* QotN. Right there. %) 8=7 Arsenal pops in Ozzy: _Bark and the Moon_ + rather 16 Vander kicks Malik in the shins and heads back into town SteveM stomps Ars's typist N`Mor rools 5 %/ s/and/at/ Ch`Dith is !affected. Begins to take in a deep, *DEEP* breath. Steve: Are we in said bar? Okay, you all wander into a bar... Mae: 'Bovine' and Evlish/Dragonese Malik grunts, and runs after Vander, taking a swing at him, and falling flat on his face. Anya snickers. "There's something amusing about a dead boy drunk." N`Mor pokes Ars. Mae's casting a spell on us first. ;) No, that's QotN! *to Anya* "Doncha mean a dead drunk boy?" Sergio crawls hisway into the bar. "Un Liquer. Por favor?" private table, of course, but I think so. "He looks very much alive to me, so can't say that yet." Serg isn't still sleeping off the current stupor? ehn... forget about Serg... I'll edit him out of the log later... Maeryn glares at the dragon, becoming hysterical, and babbles s'more about *him* Vander gets a table for the group "Which 'him' might you be referring to?" Malik grunts, and gets to his feet, blinks several times, charges at what he thinks is Vander, runs into the side of a building, and loses consciousness. Ch`Dith sounds positively impatient right now. + after arriving at the bar "Whunnn..." Trent shrugs and turns his back on the dragon. "Let's go get dinner." Ru`ach sits down (next to Trent, preferably ;) You're about 10 secs away from Faerie Crispee. Talk fast. okay... those of you who are conscious wander intot he bar. "I can go for that." Anya follows Trent. N`Mor doesn't go into the bar, damn humans. ;) Ch`Dith does not wander into Ft. Reid, let alone the bar. Trent: you spot Steve and Kasia in a corner booth, enjoying a private dinner Vander orders a round of beers for the group N`Mor hangs out with the dragon while the others go get drunk and eat charred mammal flesh Trent glances over at Steve and Kasia, chuckles, and gets a different table. (like I've done anyother type tonight) Ch`dith: If I were to sleep off a hangover in real time you guys wouldn't go anywhere. Think about that. Anya sees Trent's glance. "Who might they be?" Serg: we're not going nowhere anyways. We are, Sergio. We are. not realtime, but 5-minute sleep-offs are impossible. *to Anya* "That there's our fearless leader an' 'is lady love." +right now "The man is Steve Mitchell, our leader type. He's not Coalition, before you ask." Maeryn whimpers, sounding more terrified and a bit less angry, completely oblivious to her captors Kasia is wearing something black, tight, flashy, and revealing - something that was included in that Melter description of wardrobe. ;) Anya smiles. "Ahh, love in the air." heh Ars: beer here yet? Ch`Dith . o O (*to the faerie* What "him" are you referring to? Answer. Now.) *to Anya* "Smells like somethin' else ta me. I hope it's dinner." :) N`Mor feels a bit of compassion for the small buzzing thing. "Release her." Van: hee! :) SteveM is in a black formal jacket over a red collarless shirt (which bears the legend "Mad, Bad, And Dangerous To Know") Ars: toss 'round that part of that wardrobe, por favor? Anya laughs. "Yes, dinner would be nice too." Maeryn turns wide eyes on the dragon at the mention of *him* and faints Trent gestures to a waitress-type person Malik remains unconscious. Vander quaffs his beer, and waits his turn to order yes, the beer is ther, and the waitress asks for your orders Ru`ach looks at the beer. "No thanks. I don't drink." *to Ru* "Roit. Ru`ach orders a salad. Anya pushes the beer at the hobbit, "Sorry, none for me." +" *takes her beer, sets it aside for later* Trent sips his beer and order random things from the menu. Ch`Dith eyes the crumpled fainted form of the faerie, releases it. *to Kasia* "You really don't want to go to Lone Star, do you? Hell, why am I even asking you this when most of the gang doesn't want to go?" N`Mor catches her before she hits the ground. Vander orders the usual long and tasty list of stuff Hobbits are known for gorging themselves with :9 Anya smiles, orders soup. Maeryn whacks her tiny head on a hoof? has humanoid hands. ;) +/me Kasia sighs. "I'm a high-powered psi. Going into any Coalition city would be, well... insane." "Well, it'll be good to get rid of Malik when we, meaning he and Steve, stop at Lone Star." s/hands/meathooks/ %) N'Mor.. :) *chuckle* "Malik would be the Dead Boy?" *to Trent* "I may have to go in with them. Loyalty can really suck at times." "Yeah." SteveM nods. "There's something I wanted to tell the group, but I might as well tell you first." *to Anya* "Yah." Malik wakes up and wanders to the bar, finally locating the table where Trent, Vander, and Anya are. "Uhhh... why'sh my head hurt?" okay, are any of the other telepaths eavesdropping on Steve and Kasia? N`Mor looks at the motionless faerie in his palm. "*to dwagon* What do we do with her now?" *to Vander* "Steal anything that ain't nailed down." *ominous low violin noises* *to Kasia* "All I'm going to be doing in Lone Star is giving my report, and then leaving shortly thereafter." Anya looks at the hobbit. "Oh? I would think the Coalition would have nothing to do with you?" Ars: Puh-leeze. I *do* have a sense of discretion. Ch: I wasn't talking about you. :) Nope. Ars: How many other telepaths do we have? Arsenal points at Anya Ah. The other other telepaths. Kasia sighs in relief. "Good. I mean, I don't want you lost inside that hellhole." Vander motions Malik to a seat. *to Anya* "I wouldn't have nothing ta do with them, but me and Steve have been together for a while. Only bloke who ever treated me right while in that Coalition hole." "Oh, hello Malik. We were just talking about you." *to Anya* "They was keepin' me fer slave labor. I'm pretty good with machines and stuff." Anya hmmms. Malik sits down, wobbling slightly. "Uhhn. Yeah." *to Kasia* "Wouldn't be the first time I've left behind everything I've ever known. It would be the first time I've done it by choice." "Ahh, an operator? By the way, I don't we've been formally introduced." Vander calls to a waitress to bring Malik some coffee. Anya looks at Malik. "Ahhh, the coalition's finest." "Ahh, my apologies. Ru`ach, Vander..this is Anya, and vice versa." Kasia looks down at her hands. "I understand that." the coffee arrives *to Anya* "Quite roit. Name's Vander Took of the Shire. Good ta meetcha." SteveM notes that this is as close as he will ever come to revealing THAT secret while Malik is within 200 yards. Ch`Dith looks over the faerie, then to N'Mor. "The others may need to know about this..." Malik grabs the coffee, sniffs at it once, and downs it. "Nergh." "Anya Morchenko. Nice to meet you." *to Anya* "So, what brings ye up this way?" Trent idly wonders where his random food is. Anya smiles. "Well, it's a long story." *to Kasia* "Don't get me wrong. I could no sooner stop being a panzerboy than I could stop being Texan. It's just that after all this, it'll be the last time I do it for the Coalition." I don't play a drunk well cause I don't drink. Got it? Serg: Are you lagged? "Short version, born in Lone Star, ran away to El Paso, went vamp hunting, ended up in Ciudad de Mejico for a few years." N`Mor glances up at the dragon. "We only have assum-- ..um... assumptions. We don't know much about her yet. Serg: You must not hang around people who do, either. Van: [Sergio PING reply]: 1 secs "...hunting?" don't think so just a little separated and alienated. Kasia nods a few times, still staring at her hands. "I understand that, too. I'd never give up... well, what I can do, ever. But, sometimes you ahve to move away..." Trent suddenly ponders random food tables Malik eyes Trent for a few seconds. "Why didth I wake up owtshide ther fort, with my head hurtin'?" *to Anya* Really? We just whacked a big nasty out at a place call Ixthots, or somethin'." *mutters* "Yay. Another nut for the bunch..." Sergio tries to order a coffee. "Malik, you woke up outside the fort because you got drunk and fell over." "Neat. Maybe we should have gone there. Didn't find any vamps where we went." "..and my head hurt becaush?" SteveM nods and lifts Kasia's chin up. "That's the price we pay, I guess. But there are things for which paying that price is worth it." Trent quietly chuckles. *aside to Ru* "Yeah, well atleast she's not Malik." Kasia smiles and leans forward a few inches. "Because you walked into a wall, Malik." *to Trent* "*chuckle* True..." SteveM leans forward as well N`Mor plays a romantic tune on the 'pipes. Trent tries to imagine that, starts lauging. Kasia grins suddenly, runs her fingers through Steve's hair, and pulls him in for a Rachelesque kiss Vander looks over to Steve's booth. *to the folx at the table* "Oi, guys. I think the love birds are about to commit." :) Steve: you're interrupted by a waitress. "Is everything all right?" N'Mor.. you do? can I listen? :) Anya snickers at this whole conversation between Trent and Malik. Kasia breaks off and glares. "Beat feet, girlie." *to Trent* "...oh." fires up his keyboard, plays soft slow crescendos with strings/atmosphere/shore noise Kas: are you trying to seduce him or kill him? :) SteveM looks up. "Yeah." "I need more coffee." Malik == wide awake drunk?" :) Ru: Hmm... *coinflip* Seduce. More fun. ;) Trent glares at Vander briefly. "Their business." Kas: *chuckle* Besides, who knows where it will go from here? Ch`Dith TKly flips the coin out of perversity Kasia ignores the waitress and goes back to liplock cue: applause and whistling from the rest of the gang? SteveM eases into it, half mindful of the others Sergio is now known as Raenar N`Mor scratches his head, and empties out one of his larger leather pouches, dropping the fainted faerie into it. Trent pointedly ignores Steve and Kasia. "So, where do you suppose our food has gotten to?" Kasia finally gives Steve a break Vander applauds and whistles at Steve and Kasia. "Woo! Yeah! It's about friggin' time!" "She could escape in mist form." "...whoo." Anya smiles. "They're all watching the show." the food finally arrives N`Mor: That's going to be interesting when she wakes up. SteveM turns to Vander. "I can't take you anywhere." Malik snorts, and stares at the table for a few minutes, eyes wandering rapidly. Kasia looks over at Vander, eyebrowraises, and uses a bit of teek to upset his beer "She could escape in any other method we try." He shrugs. Ch`Dith nods. SteveM sees his mp3list cue up "The Rascal King" "I had the...uhh...anything that the others didn't order." Vander gets beer all over his pants. "Snad! Be right back, folx." *goes to change his pants* "I had the soup. And could I get some water as well?" The ten whole fried chickens, the loaf of toast, the family sized salad bowl... :) Ru`ach chuckles. "I think he deserved that. I had the salad." Mmm, loaf of dry white toast. Anya watches Trent's food take up the whole table. Vander is just waiting to get a Boot To The Head %) Malik snickers at Vander. "Shtupid draggin shnack." Arsenal wonders... Trent chuckles too. "I know he deserved that. I guess that leaves me with...what the hell?" He blinks at miscellaneous..things. SteveM ponders getting Trent a t-shirt that says "Women want me. Buffets fear me." *snicker* :) Vander returns several minutes later and sits down to dinner *snicker* Trent: Juicer Gluttony? Trent starts laughing Ars: No, just the normal high metabolism. Trent: ? Juicer gluttony could impress a dragon stuffing himself. Kasia applies some more teek, reduces the friction on Van's fork to zero heheh Kas: *eee-vuhl* Kas: yer cruel. Keep it up! :) N`Mor yawns, and leans idly against the dragon's side. Vander looks over at Kasia. "Oi, babe! That just ain't fair!" Malik grabs a fork and, with a really dumb grin, starts flicking sugar packets at Vander. "Catsh, ya short little bastard." Kasia looks innocent as she nibbles at her dinner Trent tries to figure out what some of the stuff he ordered *IS*, shrugs and starts eating. Like a civilized person, even. SteveM laughs into the remnants of his Chango (they must have gotten drunk out of Killian's) Ru`ach glances at her "One tequila, Two tequila, Three tequila, Floor!" shirt. Ponders getting Sergio one of those... ;) Anya eats her soup. Ru: He has a higher tolerance by now. ;) Vander swat sugar packets away and uses his spoon Kas: okay, then. Malik. Ars: Think we can change Sergio's OCC to Barfly? Anya hees. "Yes, and flicking sugar packets is the first thing they teach in tranining, right?" Maeryn lets out a tormented scream, but doesn't awaken N`Mor 's ears perk. Trent is glad he doesn't have Juicer Gluttony. I would have starved to death by now. *to Anya* "Uhhhnn.. yesh.. Uhh.. " Ch`Dith 's eyebrow ridges shoot up. N`Mor opens the bag and peers inside. *to Kasia* "You wouldn't happen to have a camera in that little handbag of yours, would you?" *to Anya* "Anyway, where ya headed?" "Well, I was going to El Paso." Kasia orders a second Monte Carlo Imperial Highball from the annoying waitress and grins at the show. ARS: Can I sober up now? Rae: NO. Maeryn wonders if N'Mor's eyesight is good enough to see a microscopic teardrop Am I the show in question? Malik blinks, finally realising Anya was making fun of him, and slams his fist onto the table. He hits the fork. "Arrrrgh!" *to Steve* "Sorry... but I do have total recall." N`Mor watches Malik ~= Kolar? %) "Because you're seeing something that you're not likely to see again. Malik, drunk." Anya giggles. Trent: I think Malik is. ;) *snicker* *to Anya*"Why stick around down here? If and when I get the chance, i plan on heading anywhere !Coalition." Mae: Hrmm, probably not likely in a dark bag. Trent looks at a crab claw, looks at his fork and blinks a few times. He quickly glances around to make sure nobody is looking before he puts the whole thing in his mouth. The crunching is easily audible at Steve's table. Malik snarls, grabbing his wounded hand. He tries to jump out of his seat, but falls backwards out of his chair, his foot kicking the underside of the table as he goes flying onto his face. then what ya staring at, cowfreak? natural fairie beauty? ;) Thank goodness the table is loaded down with food. Kasia isn't listening to/watching Trent at the moment - Malik is more entertaining than a Juicer's lack of manners Van: "Well, I was curious to see if any of my friends were still around up in El Paso. Then I'll prolly drift back to Mexico City. It was nice down there." Ru`ach finishes her food. SteveM looks toward Kasia, checks to see if she's offended any. Vander looks at Trent, down at Malik, back at Trent* "Let's get him outta here before he ruins dinner." N`Mor grunts. "She's still out." Malik grabs his chair and jumps to his feet unsteadily, brandishing the chair like a weapon. "Who jush hid me?! I'll kill th'bishtard!" Malik wobbles from side to side. Trent finishes most of his food without looking like an uncouth pig. "Yeah, that seems like a good idea." Anya finishes her soup. Ponders wandering out and seeing what the dragon and the bovine are up to. Kasia takes pity(?!) on Malik, hits him with Induce Sleep A burly D-Bee comes up behind Malik, and clobbers him with a beer bottle. "Lousy drunk Dead Boys." *gasp* it cannot be! *to Anya* "Been good meetin' ya. maybe we'll meet up later somewheres." "All right, Mii-tar!" Kasia: looks like he didn't need your help ;) Malik loses consciousness from Kasia's influence, and is smacked with the bottle on his way down, landing on the floor with a thud. *to Van* "Perhaps. I'll be around for a while." Trent gets up, nods to the D-Bee and drags malik out the door. "Be back in a bit." "Ehn.. it's a talent." "I was waiting for someone to do that..." "I'll bet." Kasia watches a small quartet set up and start playing - but can't really see from the angle. Anya gets up from the table and starts walking back to where the dragon and the bovine (and my vehicle!) is. Vander finishes his dinner, leans back in his chair, beer in hand, and puffs on his pipe Malik mumbles unintelligibly as he's dragged out. Trent carefully sets Malik head first into the nearest dumpster and walks back in to finish his meal. Raenar is now known as Sergio *to Kasia* "And there was much rejoicing." "....bvvss....Prozac... snarf... uuu.." *to Ru* "You mentioned something earlier about wanting to learn some techstuff?" Kasia starts signing along... "o/~ I've been one poor correspondent, I've neen two too hard to find, but it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind... o/~ Steve, can we move to the bar? I can't see the band." Trent sits down at the table again. "Sorry about that, I had to drop Malik off somewhere." *to Van* "Yeah... I need the money. I would've avoided it. No offense-- it's a nobel proffesion and all, but not my choice of a career. But I need the money." SteveM eyes the remnants of dinner, picks off one last french fry. "Yes." Maeryn stirs a bit in the bag *to Trent* "Do I want to know where?" Kasia grins, heads over to get a good seat Malik mumbles some more from inside the dumpster, and loses consciousness completely, again. Anya walkity walks. "Dumpster. Anyway, you were saying something abut needing money?" Ohyeah. Trent == filthy rich. }8=> Vander's richer. :) "Yeah. If I end up on my own again, I want to be prepared. Last time was hell." *to Ru* "Well, I been givin' it some thought, too. Make ya a deal. You teach me some o' that magick stuff, and I'll get ye set up with a few lessons on mechanics SteveM takes a seat right next to Kasia, marvelling some more at her choice of apparel. +." *to Van* "I guess. I don't see why not..." Any chance we can skip ahead to morning? Ars: not yet. 'k *to Ru* "Hey, don't look so glum. If we help eachother out right, we could probably make some of that cool magick tech." more interaction yet Just when it's getting /interesting/ ? give the greasy palms a few more to wheel and deal ;) heheh *to Van* "Okay, then. You have a deal. But I can't promise much as for spells." N`Mor hrmms, so we can learn new skills from other PC's? %) Anya comes out of the fort, sees Ch'Dith and N'Mor still out there. Kasia taps on the bar to get the bbarkeep's attention. "Do you make Baltimore Eggnog here?" N`M: yes OK NOW we can skip ahead :) N`Mor has nowhere better to be, so is still.. umm.. there. Trent sips some more at his beer Van: no. Van: Nope. OK Maeryn awakens grogily and sits in the dark bag very confused Anya smiles at the two, hops up in the driver's seat of the jeep, and proceeds to start writing. +in her journal. Vander goes outside for some fresh air. *to Ru and Trent* "See you in the morning. I got a few things I wanna do before bed." "One Baltimore Eggnot coming up!" Trent nods to Vander. "Yeah, see you." s/t/g/ N`Mor doesn't notice that Mae is awake yet. Malik sleeps like a drunken Coalition SAMAS pilot who's been hit over the head with a bottle and put to sleep by a teek.. because... well.. he is. Kolar! *duck* Malik: Comfy dumpster? NM: Yes, just like Kolar. ;) okay... KS is typecast. :P ;) Vander stands by the bar door puffing his pipe and enjoying the even sky Maeryn stretches a bit, rubs her head, and looks around, wondering where she is Vander attempts to identify any familiar contellations "Anyway, maybe we should call it a night. Besides, I haven't gotten any sleep in a couple days." Anya sings softly while she's writing down the day's events. SteveM sings along to the chorus of the next song.. o/~ UFOs are big rigs / They come from outer space / Stopping off at the truck stop Earth / Looking for some food to eat / Can't get no beanie-weenies / Out past the great unknown / UFOs are big rigs far from home... o/~ Trent: Hold on a bit, okay? Actually, I usually do three distinct types of characters in an RP environ 1. Roguish and relatively odd guy, 2. irritating and burly guy, 3. nervous and wiry little technician type. ; +) Ru`ach wanders over to the bar for no reason. malik: well, this time you have both 1 and 2 Ch`Dith listens to the song, relaxes slightly. Kasia: Ja, just starting to get meself out of the picture. Err...mebbe not. N`Mor notices movement in the pouch. He unstraps it from his belt, and holds it in front of his snout. "You awake in there?" I've always been pretty well able to RP any type handed to me Trent: Don't leave the picture. That's the point. ;) :) Ru`ach looks at Kasia's drink... *disgusted* "What's in that?" Trent looks over at Ru getting up suddenly, eyebrow raises. Maeryn babbles softly in her native fairie "That's a yes." Kasia glances over at Ru, surprised. "Hmm... eggnog, brandy, rum and wine, I think. Why?" Vander continues to look at the stars and puff smokerings "How can you drink that?" Anya switches to the russian lyrics to the same song, finishes noting the day's events. Kasia grins. "Why don't you try some?" She shoves the glass into Ru's hand. "Go ahead. I dare you." Uh oh. Ch`Dith looks over at the faerie. "Would you like to answer that question now?" Oh dear. "Uh, no thanks." SteveM looks over... *whispered* "What are you doing?" N`Mor senses bad things afoot. ;) "Oh, come on. What's one little drink going to hurt, chisai dorobo?" Kasia grins at Steve. "Nothing. Why?" oh "But that looks so..." "Just checking." "It's good. Really." Vander stretches, empties the ashes out of his pipe, and heads back into the bar Isn't getting a minor drunk illegal? not in Ft. Reid. Ch'dith, I'm a minor. ;) "Really, no thanks." Maeryn looks up at the dwagon.. "huh?" Ch`D: It's after a freaking nuke fight...I doubt anyone's checking ID. Vander goes up to the bar and orders a non-alchoholic wine cooler "Chicken?" besides, this is post-civilization times... nothing's illegal unless the Coalition considers it as such *softly* "Buk-buk-bukaw..." "Firstly, why did you bite the woman? Secondly, who is this "him" you refer to?" Ru`ach grumbles. Picks up the glass. Sips. "Hey! This isn't so bad..." N`Mor opens the pouch, peering at the faerie. Kasia grins, calls the bartender over. "Get me a Mai Tai, and one for my friend here." Ru`ach sits down. "Friend?" Vander humms a few bars of the Lay of Gil-Gilad "She doesn't know what she's talking about or she lies too well" SteveM cues up "Beer Ain't Drinkin", orders another beer. Kasia shrugs. "You're sharing my germs. Semantics are uninportant." SteveM puts his arm around Kasia... "Speaking of which.." Trent walks up to the bar too, orders a beer. ooh. smooth. Kasia grins. *whisperes* "Hold on a few, I want to see how she reacts to a real drink." Maeryn speaks a bit solemnly, none of her previous anger or terror showing. "You're better off knowing nothing about *him*." SteveM nods and nibbles Kasia's ear before he withdraws and observes the festivities. Kasia chuckles. "Enjoying?" she asks Ru. "I do not sucscribe to the motto 'ignorance is bliss'. Tell us." Vander gets into a political debate with a few locals Kasia takes a sip of the Mai Tai provided by the barkeep to underline her point Ru`ach looks at the drink. Sips. "This is really good!" *gulp* *to the barkeep* "I'll have another one." SteveM for one brief second wishes Rae were here so he could give the Politics And Common Sense speeches. Then he takes one look at Kasia and decides the past is HIGHLY overrated. Maeryn mumbles in garbled fairie.. "*He* is the most vile creature I've ever come in contact with." *shudders softly* Trent glances over at Kasia, his expression saying, What the hell have you done? *to a local* "...right! And if the lousy taxes weren't so friggin' high, there'd be no need fer any farkin' minimum wage!" Kasia chuckles, sets her empty glass down. "I'm glad you're enjoying the high life. Mai Tais are our friends." After this speech, she takes Steve's hand and pulls him to the dance floor. Anya flips pages in her journal, comes to something she started working on a while, begins singing it softly. o/~ I don't know where I'm going/ Only gods know where I've been/ I've been running away for these long years/ And I don't want to do it again. o/~ Malik mumbles, and sits upright in the dumpster, looking about in the dark warily. "Uhhh?" Ru`ach empties the glass. *to Kas* "These are really, really good!" *to the barkeep* "Another." SteveM gets pulled out onto the dance floor. Vander heads to the little Hopbbit's room Kasia dances close to Steve and ignores the bar, where the line of empty glasses by Ru starts to lengthen. -p Trent mutters something under his breath about having to carry Ru out of here. Malik climbs out of the dumpster, landing on his face as he falls the seven feet or so down to the ground. With a groan, he continues back towards the bar. He sounds as if that's a bad thing *duck* Ch`Dith takes a long impenetrable look at Anya. Vander: Little Hobbit's room? Isn't that redundant? Ru`ach attempts to get up. Almost falls. Stumbles over to Steve and Kasia. "Y'know... You" points at Steve "are really cute..." Anya looks up, sees the dwagon looking at her. "Da?" Kasia blinks at Ru. "What have I done?" "... Nothing." *turns away* Malik bursts into the bar through the front doors, covered with banana peels, old food, plastic wrapping, and other garbage. He still wobbles from side to side. Trent looks over at Ru. "Bartender, what was she drinking?" *to Kasia* "Gotten her drunk?" Vander returns to the bar, looks over at Malik, and starts laughing. Kasia takes a hand from Steve's ... back ... and pushes Ru away. In Trent's direction. Malik looks around the room, slowly. "How the frigsh didth I get inter a GARBAGE DOOMPSHTER?!" Ru`ach stumbles. And crashes into Trent. SteveM turns and searches for the source of the laughter. QOTN! QOTN! :) Hee. ;) Vander falls off his barstool and hits the floor laughing hysterically aT mALIK "Because you can't hold your liquor?" Vander kills his capslock Ru`ach turns around. Throws her arms around Trent's neck. "You have... biiiig... muscles.." "Er...Ru...I think you may be a wee bit smashed." He glances at the line of empty glasses on the bar. "Maybe more than a bit." Maeryn flies up and sits on the closest thing she can find to a dwagonshoulder with a depressed little sigh Just a shot of run, Jim, Jack, Johnny, and a touch of lemon +"" that's from the bartender "Oh, fine!" *throws her arms off. Attempts to stomp away. Trips. Ends up looking up at Vander.* Figured. Ch`Dith barely notices, stares off into the distance.... ars: Can we get to morning? Vander gets back to his feet, still guffawing Serg: Shaddup Serg: you don't find this bar scene interesting? :) Ch`Dith . o O (... someday... but not today.) N`Mor is crushed by the heavienss of the mood outside. ;) Ru`ach looks up at Vander from the floor. "Ano... shincho... juyo ja nai." She mutters something else in Hebrew and blacks out. Maeryn speaks softly.. "Ch'Dith.. it's a bad place." Malik grumbles at stalks coldly towards Vander. "Demmt lidduhl freak..." actually it's pretty funny. but I wanted to join in. Anya gets a slightly confused look on her face, looks at the words on the page... Sergio cues up "The Friday Song". Kasia blinks, chuckles, but loks slightly embarrassed. "Whoops..." Trent grumbles and walks over to pick up Ru. "Vander, remind me to get mad at Kasia." Vander looks at Malik, still giggling a bit. "Fee-oo! Malik! You stink!" :) hrrm... Mii-Tar bops Malik on the head again. "Stoopid Dead Boy drunks." *to Kasia* "Remind me if this isn't our last adventure with these people to issue a standing order that they may only get drunk with my permission." Anya puts the book down, climbs down from the driver seat, sprawls on the ground and looks at the night sky. Malik grunts, and wobbles, but doesn't pass out. He turns slowly and stares at Mii-Tar, eyes barely focused. "...you wanza mik sompin of it?" Vander gives Mii-tar a thumbs up, and goes back to watching the band "Vander, I'm going to get her a room at the same hotel we were at last time. See you in the morning." Okay... now we skip ahead to morning... *to Trent* "Roit. I'll see ya later." Kasia hits Malik with another sleep burst Ja, so we do. Malik passes out. Yeah! Morning! Anya agrees. Okay. Ch`Dith just sits there, looking out at the night sky. Morning comes... Ru`ach has a headache! Vander awakes to the thought of buyinh a muzzle for Maeryn Anya wakes up, shakes her head. I fell asleep out here? Trent actually gets sleep for the first time in about 3 days. Malik wakes up, again in the dumpster, although now with a broken leg and many bruises... and a vad hangover. "Uuuuhhhnn.." -v+b Sergio comes to laying face down in the middle of the street and heads for the nearest restaurant. Kasia has a mild buzzing between her eyes, but nothing worse. Ars.. did I get any specific impressions when I bit Anya.. or just a jolt to my terrors? "You did." Mea: just a jolt to the terrors Am I alone in the room? Ja. Ru: *nod* N`Mor snores loudly, still leaning against the dragon. Ru`ach rolls over and empties the contents of her stomach on the floor. Vander gets a shower, gets dressed, and heads down to breakfast and quaffee "Heh. It wouldn't be the first time. Malik walks around, looking for someone he recognizes. "Ohh... man... my head feels like a Titan hit me with a tank..." +" Maeryn feels a bit weak and wanders off to find some breakfast Common misconception.. cows do not sleep standing up. ;) *chortle* That aver happen? SteveM wakes up.... not in the same room as Kas, unfortunately. That's right.. they only *WANT* you to think they're sleeping. Mwahaha. Ars: am I in the restaurant? "Lama ani makshiva lakalba? Oi! Harosh... +" Not? Awwwww. Trent wanders down from his room, has breakfast and goes up to check on Ru. Vander finishes breakfast, orders a large pot of coffe to be delivered to Ru's room, and heads over to see how she's doing. Kasia shakes her head, changes out of her dress, showers, gets into something more utilitarian... Anya looks up at the blue sky. "urrk. Now why the hell did I brush her off when invited me? Come to think of it, did she even invite me in the first place?" Ru`ach throws her arms to cover her eyes. Grumbles. SteveM changes into something that can fit under armor (which desrcibes almost his entire wardrobe). "Another day." Vander knocks on Ru's door. "You alive in there?" Kasia heads down to find coffee. Malik sees Vander and heads over towards him slowly. "....hey, dwarf boy..." Sergio squints at the sun. "I swear to god I'm not gonna drink again for a while. Waitress give me a beer." Ru`ach moves her hands to her ears. Mutters, "too loud.." Is someone gonna notice that Malik needs help? SteveM heads on down to the common room by way of Ru's door, sees Vander.... Trent glances down at the runt. "Hey, has anyone seen the drunk-boy? +" *BOGGLE* Meeth! You...! You...! You RPed effectively! :D Kasia nearly bumps into Steve, stops in time to avoid a collision. *to Trent* "He's coming up behind you." Kas: Oh. really? Van : nice joke right? "Oh, hi, Kasia..." Serg: Yep :) Sergio takes some asprin. Malik trips over the curb and falls on his face. Anya goes digging through her bag, finds a folded up piece of paper. Looks at it. Mutters, "Some of them are going to Lone Star..." "...Ow.. uhhhn.." Serg: Gimme a beer. Beer ain't drinkin! Ru`ach takes a pillow and covers her head. Effective enough. ARS: Am I the only one in the restaurant? Kasia grins. "Hey, Steve." *turns to the door* "Ru? You in there?" Serg: yes Malik gets to his feet again and stumbles very slowly towards Trent and Vander, mumbling something incoherently. Vander opens Ru's door, goes in. "Wakey, wakey, kidd-o! Coffee's on it's way up." Anya unfolds the piece of paper, glances over it. SteveM sees this.. "Sergeant, you look like shit." Ru`ach watches Van step in what used to be salad, coffe, and other things? Trent winces, waits for Vander to burst into flames or somesuch. Sergio finishes his beer and walks out to the street, Still blinded by the sun. " Anyone got a pair of shades?" Malik blinks at Steve. "Uhhhnn.. Sorry, sir.. uhh. Yeah. There wasn't any... adjoining bathroom to the dumpster I woke up... uhh.. in." Ars.. you need the specifics of my foraging or we just assume I found what I wanted? Kasia stays outside Ru's room. "Uhh... Ru? Look, I didn't mean to get you drunk. Well, okay, I did. But, I mean, I didn't mean to get you *this* drunk. You know what I mean. Uh... bye." SteveM glares at Malik. "Whatever. Get yourself cleaned up on the double." Malik picks some trash out of his hair, and nods slowly. "Yezzir." He wanders off in some random direction. Trent glances at Steve and Kasia. "Why don't you guys wander off; Vander and I will get Ru alive." *to Trent* "Aww, aren't they cute when they do that? They look almost human." Malik: Wall? Vander steps carefully around Ru's mess, waits for the coffee to get here *to Trent* "Ok." Ru`ach moans N`Mor wakes up rather akwardly, falling forward on his face. Kasia backs away from the room quickly, nearly runs into Malik. Wrinkles her nose. "Eeew. Shower, mister, shower." Anya sighs. Naw. He's tired and hung over.. not actively drunk, anymore. ;) Mae: you found someone to drink from Trent walks into Ru's room too. SteveM looks at Malik. "You're still here?" *to Trent* Watch out for the droppings." +" "I saw." Ars.. 'k Malik shrugs at Kasia. "Zuh. Nerfle." He wanders farther away, towards the bar. Sergio half asleeply staggers to the truck. "I think I have a set of shades in here>" Malik washes up and all, then heads back to the hotel, now looking semi-Malik- like. Kasia grimaces, then turns to Steve. "Well, I'm going to get some coffee. You want some coffee?" ->+. "I'll go grab a pot of coffee and a couple cups." He wanders off for a minute or two then returns. Ru`ach lifts the pillow. Sees the guys in her room. Covers her head again. Whispers, "Go away. Please." "Sure. I'll go with you." N`Mor yawns and scrambles to his hooves. He looks at the dragon. "I nodded off. Sorry." Is the door to Ru's room still open, or is it closed? "Not a problem." "C'mon, kid. Best way is ta walk it off." Kasia heads down to the front desk, grabs a cup and downs it black. it's open, methinks Ru`ach moans. *whispers* "Not so loud..." Ars: Where's the coffee? Anya looks at the folded piece of paper. . o O (No, you can't deliver it yourself. Unless you're interested in suicide.) same room ya got drunk in. :) Trent nods. "Here, I grabbed coffee. Only...I think that the people downstairs might get annoyed. Thier problem." Ch`Dith . o O (Deliver what?) Their, even. Malik walks into the doorframe of Ru's room, shakes his head around, and navigates his way through the doorway. "Zuh." SteveM orders some as well Anya spins around. Vander helps Trent get Ru sobered up Ch`Dith regards Anya calmly "You?" "The same as I was yesterday." Trent glances at Malik. "What are YOU doing here?" Kasia shakes her head, looks slightly more awake. "Aahhhhh, better." Ru`ach 's stomach rids itself of everything still in it. On Vander. *LOL* "Oi, girl! Watch where' yer hurlin'!" "Sorry..." Malik shrugs. "I.." he backs away as Ru tosses jer lunch on Vander. ouch. Poor Vander... ;) "..and I thought *I* was drunk." "Nyet....well, nothing much. Just a letter. Needs to go to Lone Star." Trent gets splashed slightly. "Feel better now?" I thought the Hobbit Stomping ended at the start of gameplay "Not really." SteveM looks over Kasia. "You can say that again." Special disposition, Van. "I suggest giving it to Lieutenant Steve Mitchell. He will deliver it." *to Trent* "See what you can do. I'm gonna go take /another/shower." Anya nods. "All right. You might want to make Malik take one too." "Malik can get his own farkin' shower!" Vander heads back to his room for that shower. "I'd hope so." "Don't yell. Please." Sergio screems through the town. "Hey guys!! Where'ld you go?" Anya sits back down on the ground. "Or maybe I won't. After all what good is it to bring hope only to destroy it again?" several heads pop out their windows and scream, "shut up!" "..I don't smell anymore, damnit. Hey, someone flush the toilet a few times while he's in there." "Could you clarify?" Vander gets a his shower and some new clothe Trent grimaces in sympathy. "Here, have some coffee." SteveM heads back toward Ru's room. Pauses at the threshold. "Come on, people now. We leave in an hour." +s Vander heads back up to Ru's room "It's a letter to Papa. Letting him know I'm still alive." Van: No radio? Malik whips around and stares at Steve. "Yuh." N`Mor chews on some rapidly fermenting green stuff. *to Steve* "Oi, boss! We gotta talk." Ru`ach drinks the coffee. Very slowly. "Thanks." "Where whould be the harm in that?" Kasia heads back to her room, grabs her baggage, heads back down, tosses it in her Bug *to Vander* "What's on your mind?" "Sure. Do you feel up to eating anything solid?" *to Steve* "About headin' back up to Lone Star..." Sergio gets a cup of coffee and adds a caffeen pill to it. "Well this should wake me up." "Because, I'm as good as dead if I poke my head into Lone Star?" *to Trent* "Not in the next century or so. We wouldn't like you to end up like the Runt," she smiles weakly... "I know. Most everybody wants to break off rather than go up to Wichita. All I want to do is just go up, deliver my report, and leave." N`Mor slaps Anya on the back. "Welcone to the club." s/ne/me/ "At least he will know you live, even if he cannot see you..." Maeryn returns from her foraging and perches next to one of N'Mor's horns with a satisfied sigh *to Steve* "...Well, I can't let ye go up alone. I mean, we been together for a while now, and I owe it to ya to be there when you give your report." *to Steve* "..twenty to one I get another suicide mission, with no compensation for surviving this one, eh?" Trent softly chuckles. "He'll live. It's not like you can help it." Anya nods. "Even though I've chosen to be a rouge on the run from the Coalition. What you do know, can kill you." *sigh* *to Vander* "Thank you." *to Malik* "Doubt it.* *to Steve* "Anyway, there's a few things I wanna pick up before we head out." Ch`Dith nods. "Was this what you wished in life?" *to Trent* "I just need to sleep for a few days. I'll be fine after that, I think." Oooh, this should be good. Malik shrugs. "Well, it's not like they expected me to get back from this one. I'll go get into my gear." Malik walks out the door, with a hazy recollection of where his armor is. N`Mor rolls his eyes up towards his horns. "Found a 'bite' to eat?" *to Vander* "Do it. You got 45 minutes." "It was not the life I would have chosen. But looking back on it, it was the inevitiable thing." Vander heads out to find what he's looking for Sergio walks around to every hotel in the area, trying to find the group. Malik: That's what you get for calling the dude "Emperor Prozak". :) :) Ars: *nod* %) Ch`Dith nods slowly. He said "Emperor Prozac" Trent nods. "Too bad you have your bike. Maybe we could load it on the supply truck for a while and you could ride double with me." Maeryn curls up in N'Mor's mane and rests her eyes.. "Yep." Ch: Well, the editor of the barracks newspaper made it seem like he did, but... same effect. ;) "That would work." ow. "But if things hadn't happened the way he did, I would have looked something like that Dead Boy." Ars: Do I find them? Ch`Dith winces. Sergio: you find them near the motor pool "The road of knowledge is often a lonely one." N`Mor makes a face, having the little squeaking thing curling up in his hair. "Okay..I've got some stuff to move around outside; do you think you can make it out by yourself?" "Buenos Dais Vosotros." *to stranger*"And you are?" Malik eyes Sergio near the motorpool, and walks over to him, now in his SAMAS gear. "Da. Is something I have known." Sergio: There's no strangers here! Maeryn doesn't see the face and makes herself comfortable. "So what are we doing today?" *to Sergio* "You drunken bastard.. where were you last night?" Steve: He ain't met Anya yet. "Yeah." pauses. "About how I acted last night..." ... who isn't where he is. ChD: Motor pool != Anya imas "Forget about it, though I might have to speak with Kasia." *to Malik* "I don't know but I woke up face down in the street. I hope I had fun." "No. It's my fault too. I'm sorry. I--" *to Sergio* "I woke up in a dumpster. Damn you. The street's much more comfortable." Malik grunts. Anya looks at the pixie thing. "As long as it isn't the same thing you did yesterday, I'll be happy." Vander takes the items he bought an dloads them into the supply truck -d "*To Malik* You want an asprin?" *to Sergio* "No. Don't you know about aspirin and alchohol?" Vander heads back into the shops looking for any tools or equipment that'll help him do Operator stuff "It's okay, really. Tell you what, let's make a deal." He smiles slightly. "Next time I get to get drunk." "no I know about Asprin and Headaches." Ru`ach flashes to Lata's monologue... Kasia pawns off her non-vibroknife goodies Van: dwagon radio? Ch'D: Already in the supply truck Malik shrugs to Sergio. "They told us in training that you'll hallucinate. I've had my fill of delusions for the night." s/night/week SteveM slips into his armor and tosses his helmet below the Plow's main seat. Maeryn makes like she didn't hear anything, avoiding conversation Ru`ach chuckles. "Sure. As long as *you* don't end up saying something I shouldn't repeat to the hobbit." %) Vander returns from browsing the hardware stores Ch`Dith ponders a Juicer drinking enough to overload his biocomp's detoxifier.... and then going into a drunken brawl. N`Mor heads to a pawn shop with the vampixie still tangled in his hair, and sells off his goods for cash, keeping an interesting-looking sword. Not again.... ***Rubbing his eyes*** "anyone have an extra pair of shades?" Anya stays with the dragon, where it's quiet. Bah, it's mundanish this time. ;) Are you sure of this? SteveM points to the pair of shades hanging from Sergio's pocket. Van: No, not again oh. Vander looks at Sergio, rummages through what he bought, and tosses him a pair of shades Anya pulls out a book, reads quietly. Trent chuckles and goes outside, rigs up a tow strap for Ru's bike and loads some of his stuff in the truck, along with his heavy armor. He then puts his light armor again and straps some of his stuff to his bike. Ars: Huh? Sergio put the shades on. "That's better. The sun sucks." -Van+Ch It's a big metal sword. Maybe it vibrates, but that's it ;) A vibrator-sword? *DUCKANDRUNREALLYFAST* SteveM tosses the new stuff in the Plow as well. ... Kas: hee! %) Kas: *snicker* not for you. Go bug Steve. Ch`Dith runs even faster *to Malik* "So what'd I miss last night?" ChD: That was *really* low. ;) Ch'D What she said. But It was funny. *to Sergio* "I don't know. I'd need to ask someone who was conscious." Correct. Your point being-? }8=> Trent walks over to Vander. "I heard you talking to Steve about 'liberating' some stuff from Lone Star. I was just wondering what exactly you had in mind." Maeryn ponders the dwagon as a natural enemy to part of her being and an ally to the other part.. this could get interesting *to Trent* "Is Ru ready let?" err, yet Kasia perches on the hood of her beetle, waiting for the others to get ready. Trent nods. "She's going to be riding double with me for a while; I hooked her bike up to the truck." *to Trent* "It was just a thought really. We could get around a lot easier if we had one of those APCs." Kasia ponders a pic idea - Kasia in white jeans and a tie-dye halter on top of a tie-dye bug. %) Sergio loads up the supply truck. *to group* "Are we ready yet?" if yer wise you might inform 'im of this situation before that other half takes over again... and Ch'Dith reacts in a more drastic way... "Ok." *checks out the Plow one last time before hopping in +* *whispered to Vander* "An APC? Are you nuts? You'll need a gunner..." He makes it clear that he has himself in mind. Kasia ceases to be idle, jumps to the ground and hops into the front seat of her car. N`Mor recalls something, and goes to where he left Bessie. *to Trent* "Fergoet the fraggin' gunner. The problem is we'd need a *driver*." -o Malik takes a running start and jumps into the air, firing his main thrusters and lifting himself skywards. Ch'Dith.. I'd keep that in mind, but that wouldn't be IC at times like that Ch`Dith sees the SAMAS taking to the air, perks up. Kas: As you start up the bug, you hear a loud *BANG* from the engine, and the car fills with whiote smoke Sergio starts the truck. "Are we going or what?" "We appear to be leaving..." "Hmm...can't be too hard. We'll talk about this later, I'm going to go get Ru." Anya watches the dwagon perk up. "Leaving?" "Holy-" Trent does so. *to Trent* "Roit." N`Mor returns Bessie to her rightful owner. Maeryn perks up at the sudden motion and notes "Bessie" curiously Vander looks over at Kasia's bug. SteveM fires up the Plow Kasia dives out of the front seat, hits the ground rolling, gets to her feet shakily and takes a look. Van: you see flames coming out the back where the engine is situated. Vander pulls his Hog up next to Kasia. "You OK, babe?" Trent wanders back up to Ru's room "Ru`ach? Are you ready to go?" Malik hears the noise and circles around, alighting about twelve feet away from the car. "What the hell was that?" Ru`ach nods. Ch`Dith points to the flying Skullboy. "He would not be airborne if we weren't leaving yet.... *eyes the smoke* What is that?" Kasia notices this, too. "Well, shit." *to Van* "Oh, I'm fine... *cough* Just a little startled. That's bad with a capital, right?" Ars: the Plow start up OK? Vander grabs the fire extinguisher off his Hog and goes to put out the fire Steve: yes "Well, let's go then." He notices the plume of white smoke. "What the hell?" "I think Kasia's bug gave up the ghost." Vander sprays down the fire Kasia follows Van "Don't ask me..." "What the hell was that!" Trent shrugs. "Well, let's get down there anyway." Vander swears in Japanese. Something he may have heard Kasia use, perhaps? N`Mor trundles back to the group, taking note of the smouldering Bug. SteveM shifts to park, hops down to inspect the damage Meeth's either lagged or not paying attention. [Sergio PING Response]: 2 seconds Ch`Dith . o O (*To N'Mor* What is wrong?) Malik: The latter. *shrug* Not paying attention. ;) Malik: Or Sergio didn't see the Bug blow up. Kasia eyebrowraises at Van. "It's *ee*ro, not *eh*ro, but close enough." She doesn't seem to be blushing. Ser: how could you not? *to Trent* "Okay." *shrug* It's easy to fall behind in all the banter Bovine knows I do ;) Well, he'd need to be a good deal away to not hear the noise for several seconds. :) Vander finishes putting out the fire, and takes a look at the remains of the bug's engine SteveM eyes the smoldering engine... "Is that as bad as I think it is?" Ru`ach gets up, somehow. Leans on Trent for support. Trent wanders down to where the vehicles are parked, notices that it's Kasia's bug that ignited. "Figures," he mutters. I didn't say I didn't hear it just not see it. Ru`ach curses in Hebrew all the way downstairs. N`Mor trudges up behind Vander, casting a shadow over him. "That does not look good." Oh, so y-... nevermind. I won't bother. Van: the bug's toast *to Steve* "Gimme a sec!" *hackcough* Kasia sighs. "Well, looks like Justin's modifications finally caught up with his car. Unfortunatly, I happened to be the one to steal it." Anya puts the book down. looks quizzical. *to Vander* "I could've sworn you'd fixed this thing.* "I would ask what you're saying, but I think I can figure it out anyway." SteveM looks at Kasia. "Who's Justin?" Ch`Dith repeats his telepathic query, this time to Van . o O (*attempted to the dwagon* Kasia's vehicle.. ermm.. exploded.) Vander looks up at Steve. "I did. The thing musta been in worse shape than it showed." Kasia shakes her head. "Don't blame Vander, Steve... Justin, well... he was my ex. I'd rather not talk about it." Anya listens in. "Ow." *To Vander* "You need a hand?" Ch`Dith looks at Anya SteveM nods, knowing that prying is just stupid. Ch`Dith nods. N`Mor squats down behind Vander, peering into the engine compartment. "That's.. not standard, is it?" Vander looks back at the engine, at Kasia, the engine, pulls out his shotgun, and puts the bug out of its misery. *LOL* *cackle* Hee. *LOL* *to Kasia* "Better get anything you want to keep outta there." Kasia hears a hiss of steam, grimaces. "Get *down*, quick!" +and hopes he doesn't get a facefull of ricochetting buckshot? ;) "Well Kasia, I guess you'll have to ride with Steve. Not like you wouldn't anyways..." Kasia hits the floor as the rest of the engine explodes *again*, sending shrapnel screaming into the deserted parking lot N'Mor: I use solid rounds :) Malik jumps backwards, startled by the noise, pointing his rifle at Vander, then grunting, and lowering it. ooc Oh. Slugs. ;) SteveM throws his armored arms over his face Ru`ach glances at Trent. Mutters to herself: "Barur, lo?" N`Mor rolls 12 to dodge? ;) Vander eulogizes the bug Malik drops to the ground, some odd bits of shrapnel whizzing over his head. Trent looks at a couple Bug Bitz lodged in his armor, sighs. "Hmm?" Kasia sighs again, climbing back to her feet. "Forgot to warn you. Sorry, guys... Justin was not what you'd call a people person." Van: What? No hikoo? "Sorry. It means 'obviously, no?'" Ch`Dith observes a piece of shrapnel arcing out at him and Anya, vaporises it with a measured blast of flame. *to Kasia* "No shit." Anya thanks the dragon. Volkes Wagon car. Zoom / It served the babe well then died / Hitler Mobile go boom Trent nods. "Thanks. That's the first time anyone has translated something for my sake." He grins slightly. Kasia goes around to the front, unloads her baggage and shoulders it. "That... sucked." "Hell with this. Everybody get into the damn cars, and lets roll. The bugs slagged. Have a nice day, and please come again." van: not bad "Thank you, Mr. Yotsuya." Ru`ach grins back. "Don't mention it." +' *to Malik* "Couldn't've said it better myself." Malik: racking up Shit Detail points? Vander gets back on the Hog Is that like Brownie points but in reverse? ;) Kasia shakes her head, grinning. "Nobody likes my car. Hell, I didn't. Can I stow this somewhere, Steve-chan?" SteveM checks to make sure the hovercycs are loaded back into the supply truck before moving out again. Trent decides not to ask what Ru said last night. Maeryn flies over to Anya.. "Did you know" *chokes on the name* "Tre'vr? Y'know.. when you were in Mexico City..." *eyes Anya curiously* *to Kasia* "Be my guest." Ars? Do I, or do I not? Malik takes another set of running bounds, then jumps upwards, lifting himself skywards again. Trent gets onto his bike and helps Ru up. "Thanks." Vander waits for everyone to get started Arsenal scrolls up... got distracted... Ch`Dith sees the Dead Boy, queries Steve. .oO(Are we leaving now?) N`Mor climbs into the cab of his truck. He turns the engine over. Ru`ach , btw, thinks Trent is being wise in not asking... Kasia stows her baggage in a conveniently unnamed somewhere, hops into the VHT's jumpseat Hey, I do have SOME amount of tact. *"radios" Ch'Dith* "Yes." Maeryn waits patiently.. trying to seem like it's of no importance and just a random curiosity. Anya: do you what? Anya goes digging through names and places... Vander pulls the Hog around to the supply truck Ars: Maeryn flies over to Anya.. "Did you know" *chokes on the name* "Tre'vr? Y'know.. when you were in Mexico City..." *eyes Anya curiously* Anya.. it's not a name from the book. does she know the evil bastard that MAe knows ;) ah... +? *to Sergio* "Head over for the dragon." no Yeah, I know, hence why I'm asking. :) SteveM hops back in... and heads the Plow out near the gates. "No problem." He then starts the bike and starts rolling after the rest, much more smoothly than is his usual. Anya shakes her head at the fairie. "Nope. Don't think so." Sergio pulls the supply truck up to the dragon. "You riding wit me?" yeah.. what N'Mor said.. N`Mor grumbles as the rig doesn't turn over on the first try. He tried again, and it sputters to life, filling the air with a dreadful roar. Vander gets Ch'D's attention " SteveM heads out to the dwagon umm... stupid thing to ask a dragon, ain't it? Ch`Dith shakes his head, crouches for takeoff, then spots Vander. *radiod to Steve* "..hey, which direction'r we going, sir?" Maeryn eyes Anya s'more.. "hmm.." +e "Oi! Dragon! Got sumpthin fer ye!" N`Mor shouts out the window, "We leaving yet?" Ch`Dith heads over to Vander *radioed to Malik* "North." Anya hmmms...sees the line of vehicles going north, decides that it might be a good idea to follow along. *radioed to Vander* "We're heading back to the cache." *to Steve* Which one?" Malik circles around a few times, then heads off to the front of the pack and leads the way northwards. . o O (Who's that in the Jeep following us?) *to Vander* "The weird vehicle-looking thing." *to Steve* "OK" Ch`Dith . o O (A seeker of knowledge by name of Anya Morchenko) Trent turns back to look at Ru`ach. "How're you doing so far?" . o O (Thanks.) Ch`Dith looks back at Van "Oi! Ch'd! I got ye a present in the supply truck!" "Okay." "I appreciate that... I think. What is it?" "Good. Let me know if you need to stop." *to Ch'D* "Just a radio harness." Anya pulls out her radio, frowns. Ru`ach chuckles at a thought. Trys her best to stop. Does so, but barely. After a good two day's drive, you come across the old Titan transport. Ch`Dith heads over to the back of the truck, opens it and extricates said harness. Kasia frowns slightly. "Seeker of knowledge. From Ch'dith, that can mean anything from scholar to spy. Not that he would warn us, but... are dragons always this weird?" s/would/wouldn't/ Yes. N`Mor turns on his two-way, and listens to the crackling, He gives it a whack, and the static clears up. He grumbles. Kasia dissolves her typist frm the toes up Ch`Dith puts on the harness, fumbles with the settings. *to Kasia* "I wouldn't know... Ch'Dith's the only dragon I've ever known." Vander pulls up next to Steve. "There something here in particular?" Anya turns the radio on randomly. Malik lifts his radio to his mouth. *to Steve* "We stopping, 'ere?" SteveM stops the Plow. "Ok, we'll take a break here and check this place out." Ch`Dith shakes his head violently a couple times, and it seems to settle in more comfortably. err, s/randomly/to a random station. Trent idly enjoys riding double on the way to the transport thing. (that last comment was radioed, BTW) Ru`ach helps Trent. %) Sergio stops behind the group. "great we've stopped." Sergio gets a drink Ch`Dith mutters "Understood" into the radio... which has the gain set a tad too high. *STATICCRACKLE* Kasia waits for Steve to turn the radio off, then puts a hand on his arm. "What is it about this place?" Ch`Dith winces. Anya comes a halt behind all the stopped vechicles. Malik circles around and lands next to the Plow with a THUMP, raising a small cloud of dust from the impact. Maeryn follows the group, wandering off periodically SteveM gets his helmet and his new rifle out and walks out to the "door" Vander follows Steve Ch`Dith checks his inner senses... Ars: No vamps/nasties around? Kasia shrugs, lets it lie, and follows Ch: A few off about two miles away... none inside Anya looks around. Trent parks the bike next to the rest of the vehicles and helps Ru off before he gets off himself. "Where are we?" SteveM looks inside the Titan. *to Steve* "Anything in particular we're looking around here for, or is this just a scenic point?" *to Anya* "A weapons cache we found on the way here." *through radio* "several vampires a few miles away...." *points in direction* Sergio stays with the truck N`Mor bites his tongue at Trent's phrasing. %) Vander goes inside the Titan *to Malik* "Just checking to see if this hasn't been disturbed yet." Steve: A few things have been moved around... nothing really has changed, tho Trent blinks, beats N`Mor over the head with a truck. Anya nods, looks interestedly at what people are doing. the place is still a mess, although Rae's hummer is missing SteveM nods... The place been cleaned out? *to Trent* "You know, I think I can manage from here. But this was sort of fun." Ars: figures. Nope. Ch`Dith circles, btw. Vander looks around at the hoverbikes still in the transport SteveM nods and checks for mini-missiles. Trent nods. "Maybe I'll have to get drunk now so that I can ride with you." "Hey Vander, need some more missiles?" missiles are a-plenty Ru`ach chuckles. "Okay. But not too soon." I wish Vix were with the group. He could see if there was a hoverbike somewhere he could nab. ;) *shrug* ohwell. Kasia follows Steve around, checking out the scenery *to Steve* "Yah! Got a fewe from that stash in Ixthots, but a few more in the supply truck wouldn't hurt." He'll just have to nab Malik's armor? SteveM gathers up a selection of HE, AP, frag, and smoke mini-missiles. heheh N`Mor just sits back in his rig, having no real reason to scavange with the vultures. Trent chuckles a bit too. "You know, maybe I'll have to mention to Kasia that she doesn't have to ride with Steve any more." He chuckles again. *to Kasia* "Need a backup suit of Nice Armor?" Anya watches everybody, and stretches. Ars: Would Vander be able to modify a Cyclone for his size? Ohyeah. That'll be inconspicuous. ;) A priest in SAMAS armor. ;) Van: nope Kasia grins. "That sounds like a good idea." "Do that." *grin* me lights up a smoke. BBIAB. SteveM finds a few extra suits of CVR-she Ch`Dith eyes Anya. "If you need any weapons or heavy armor, this would be a good place to get them." "Alright." N`Mor hehs, don't suppose I could find a nice Insanely Large set of new armor in there. ;) Vander pirates the hoverpods off of some of the non-functional hoverbikes and stores them in the supply truck (as well as some CVR-3 as well. Never know when we'll need a standardized armor design.) *nod* "I think I will." He wanders into the thing and finds Kasia. Anya looks through things. Kasia grabs another set in her size, this one black instead of red, but still functional. Ch`Dith still circles, keeping a sharp mental eye on those vamps. *to Anya* "If ya got questions, ask." Being an Insanely Large humanoid sucks at times. %) . o O (Now if only we could come up with a name better than "Mitchell's Marauders".) Ru`ach ponders untying her bike. Follows Trent to observe Kasia's reaction. "Hey Kasia, now that we can get a hold of some more of those hoverbikes, you don't *HAVE* to ride with Steve anymore." He grins slightly as he says it. Kasia sings softly... "o/~ All I want is for your love to be all mine / But the angels won't have it / All I want is just a little piece of mind / But the angels won't have it... o/~" Vander looks for any equipment/tools that would help him with maintaining the Plow Ru`ach grins from behind Trent... Kas: Melissa Etheridge? Kas: Damn, but that would've been a good Evangelion song. Kasia turns to Trent, looks incredibly innocent. "But how would I get backrubs?" She goes back to collecting armor. Van: you find a few large tools ChD: You called it. :) Anya looks for anything resembling feeds for her auto pisto, and clips for her rifle. Yeah, I'd imagine one could hide behind me. Vander loads the tools into the supply truck Anya: e-clips are around... mostly spent "Telekinesis, perhaps?" Malik just leans against the wall and takes a nap. Maeryn flies in circles with the dwagon, having no interest in the stuff. "What ya doing up here?" SteveM turns back to Kasia as he walks out. "One Herculean task at a time, please!" He chuckles as he goes to store his find in the supply truck. Anya debates whether the weight of the heavy armor is worth it, and also idly looks for anything useful. "Is there anybody who can recharge clips?" Ru`ach chuckles. "Hu nehedar...." "Yeah, Vander has a gizmo to do that." *to Anya* "We gots a charger in the Plow Kasia snorts. "Trent, have you ever read Lazarus Long's thoughts on mastrubation? It's *lonely.*" >" Ch`Dith replies, "There are several vampires a few miles away over there... *points*" N`Mor gives in to curiosity, and joins the others to rummage around for some armor that might fit him, or at least with minor modification. *to Anya* "Sure." Trent chuckles. Anya picks up some of the spent cartriges. "Can these be charged?" Kasia gives Trent a quick grin and heads out to stow her second set of armor. *to Ch'Dith* "Ewww.. you think they'll bother us? Vander looks at the carts +" *to Anya* "Possibly." Ch`Dith snorts. "Not for long..." Trent suddenly gets an EVIL idea. Ru`ach grabs... what can I grab? Ars? N`M: you find one set that might... Ru: armor? weapons? spare e-clips? body parts? Anya decides that too much armor is a good thing, and the heavy one can be stored in the jeep. Ru: Trent's standing with his back to ye. use imagination. Ru`ach grabs all of the above, then. Ars: Is there a Protoculture matrix in here anywhere? ;) Trent chuckles Van: nope Ru`ach kills Ch'D painfully. Vander: YEAH, RIGHT. ;) Trent gets Vander to replace the leg plating on his heavy armor. Ars: Darn Ow? Anya offhand looks for any knifelike things. SteveM talks to Trent. *whispered* "What's on your mind besides everybody's favorite magical girl?" N`Mor hefts a suit of armor that looks like if might just barely fit. Anya: a few knives... no vibro-knives. bak Ch`Dith ponders harming Steve for that description. Vander keeps looking for anything we can use that'll fit in the supply truck or be towed Kasia finishes with the armor, starts practicing fencing empty-handed right now, the supply truck's mostly filled. Kas: right now, a sword flares in your hand. Anya decides to grab a normal looking knife, and hauls the stash back to the jeep. Malik wanders back outside, and grumbles. Maeryn looks at the dwagon with sudden interest, "You know how to hurt them?" *to Trent* "You're sure it's safe for you to reenter Del Rio?" "Imagine the sword... feel the sword... see the- WOAH! Cool!" Sergio desides to check out what the group is doing. "any thing I can use?" Trent chuckles. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure they don't know about the other stuff I did there." Serg: see above Vander hands Sergio an empty beer bottle. The label reads "Guiness" Kasia swivels her wrist to get a look at this sword. It's glowing, light blue, and feels like an extention of her arm Vander: *ROFL* Ch`Dith grins ferally, revealing a lengthy row of sharp and large fangs. "I need nothing but my claws to harm them." Anya comes back, pokes around for a laser rifle that's better than her old Wilks one. Sergio pcks up a knife +i Kas: if this is a lightsaber, you die. Capiche? Kasia tries a few practice swings and blocks ChD: Bah. I'm not taht tacky. ;) Ch'D: It's her Psi-sword Ch`D: Psi-Sword. Ch'D: Anta baka? It's a psi-katana! Van/Trent/Steve: I *am* aware of this. Maeryn glances at the claws and looks a little disappointed. "Oh.. but that doesn't get rid of them... " Kasia focuses slightly, watches the blade take on a slight curve. Ru`ach watches Steve call Ch'D a bitch? "It does." *to Trent* "Good. Didn't want to get hauled before the judge again." Anya: lemme check the other books I have for REF-issue laser rifles Ars: dokey. Trent nods. "I'm sure glad they don't do background checks for the SDF." Vander heads out to his Hog, starts rigging the hoverpods he salvaged onto his Hog Maeryn raises a minute eyebrow. "It does? They don't come back?" Ru`ach shoves the extra armor she grabbed in the back of the bike. Looks for a place for the rest. "No." +of the things Kasia practices for a good ten minutes more before the blade wavers and dissapears. Trent walks over to Ru, gives her a hand. Whose bike, BTW? Trent: mine. 'kay. *to Trent* "Heh." Anya scoops up a few more clips while she's there. Maeryn reaches toward the dwagon's claws absentmindedly. "You must have powerful magic in your claws." Trent instructs Ru in the fine art of strapping guns to a biks so they won't fly off. bike, even Ru`ach learns. Ch`Dith does not answer for a long time. Anya: only laser rifle I see here is the FAL-2 automatioc pulse laser rifle... kinda a submachinegun-style laser. 40 blasts per short clip Vander finishes hover-converting his Hog and helps Trent and Ru Ars: Crap damage for a laser, IIRC ars: any sub machine guns? 2D6 Serg: yes. Ars: LIS. the M-36 Badger "Hey Vander, can you repair the damage to my heavy armor with some of the stuff here?" Anya goes ahead and takes it anyway. SteveM snags that .44 Automag he had showed Ars earlier Sergio picks up the M-36. Ars: Roll percentages for hover-converting the Hog? Maeryn gets closer to the dwagon, touching a fingertip to his claws, concentrating. Van: yes under the percentage 25 Anya brings her minor collection of e-clips to Vander, asks him if he'd work on charging them for her? ars: what's the stats for the M-36? okay... it can work. Ch`Dith snickers madly at NM on #tjab Serg: fires a 9mm cartridge, does 2D6 SDC damage Yay! I can now go from burning rubber to charring air with the flip of a switch :) Ars.. can I sense anything from the dragon's claws with psychometry? *to Trent* "Sure." Mae: nope thanx "Okay good, thanks." Mae: no more than from the rest of a member of the most magically powerful race in existence? Vander does Operator-type stuff to peolpe's armour/vehicles any light armor? Trent glances at the clock, swears. I have to get up in 6 and a half hours. all the armor is light.. Maeryn looks doubtful.. "hmmm" lightweight, and gives 50 MDC SteveM tosses his forearm shield into the repair queue while he's at it. you know what I mean 60 MDC for N`Mor's armor Ars: Should I count my armor as fixed on my Charsheet? Ars: Roll for the repairs and stuff? Ch'D.. enh.. didn't really expect to.. it's a random thing Serg: yes... armor, weapons, ammo, and body parts are a-plenty here. Van: yes Mechanical Engineer Serg: or didn't you catch that the first time around? "Vampires and Dragons are enemies by blood and nature.... Neither of us needs any weapon other than our claws and bite to harm the other, and neither is likely to stop fighting unless the other is destroyed...." Trent's armour = 5, Steve's shield = 3 Trent winces has to go now. I'll stop by tomorrow to pick up XP and such. Van: they're fixes Kasia basically slacks in the VHT until the boys are done raiding the castle. Sergio picks up a few clips of 9mm bullets. Ru's bike = 6 fixed Trent [~KillJoy@planetx-2-101.mdm.mkt.execpc.com] has quit IRC (Aw hell.) well, why don't we call it a night? Vander does field maintainance to the Plow Maeryn still looks doubtful.. "you can really destroy one... permanently?" Anya stashes things. 4 Still those couple vamps out there... "I have and will again." Ars: fine by me... (I had 3 hours of sleep last night. I'm dying,) Ch: I know. -,+. Ars: sure... slow night. Ars: We can pick up here next session Arsenal sets mode: +oooooo Anya Ch`Dith Kasia Maeryn Malik N`Mor Arsenal sets mode: +oooo Ru`ach Sergio SteveM Vander guys... send me updated charsheets *again*... Ars: btw, mind telling me what I grabbed? Lotsa RP points, not alot else ars: I'm picking up 6 clips of 9mm bullets. complete with weapons and ammo. dokay. Lalala. Ru`ach is too tired to think for herself... Ru: armor, weapons, ammo, and body parts are a-plenty for the pickins. Ars: will do. Ars: that much I know. I meant types/quantities. condition of anything is variable Ru: settle for what you have now... Ars: not much changed, but shore Ars: I.. really didn't change anything Ars: I'll need the stats for Raenar's Ion Gun Van: roit.. send me charsheets, I'll bounce 'em through what I have. OK Later folx NG-57 Heavy Duty Ion Gun Damage: 2D4 or 3D6 MD Range: 500 ft. Payload: 10 shots and send them back to you. Serg: Thanx Vander [UpLink@du06108.str.ptd.net] has quit IRC (Everything's bio-degradible. Some people just don't have any patience.) Ars.. you need one from me? who grabbed Rae's energy rifle? Steve did, I think. Mae: nothing's changed, has it? N`Mor valoomps. *hourk* Ars.. just the XP you mentioned earlier Malik goes. *wave* Malik [fnord@dialpool0459-pri.voicenet.com] has quit IRC (Read error to Malik[dialpool0459-pri.voicenet.com]: Connection reset by peer) N`Mor [darkside@cz-cblk-150-16-141.cyberzone.net] has quit IRC (o/~ We will fight for Bovine Freedom o/~) Ars: I just have another armor thing. Thassit. anyways, I'm ready to crash... cyas same here Sergio [~K75bhsh@bngr216-37-173ppp227.epix.net] has left #rifts 'nite, Ars *** Log file closed: 4/25/99 1:46:34 AM