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You are now known as Reed_S
<Reed_S> 'lo all
<Trent> Allo, ex-gm type person.
Maeryn finishes up herr NPC types for tonight
<Reed_S> ohno
Reed_S reads through last session's log...
<Maeryn> enh.. prolly won't meet too many tonight though
<Reed_S> Trent: wasn't Rick supposed to actually have some Common Sense when we 
created him?
<Trent> Ja, he was.  Oh well.
<Reed_S> personally, I move to keep Rick an NPC from here on out.
N`Mor seconds!
Trent thirds.
<Maeryn> enh.. Rick's career as an NPC would prolly not be long lived :P
Maeryn works on tonight's majorist NPC.. decides he will be a blood druid :)
Trent idly wonders what that is, also wonders if his chainsaw came along for the 
ride.
<N`Mor> were you holding it?
<Maeryn> Trent.. yes.. and you won't be meeting him
<Trent> No, I dropped it to pull my UberRifle.
<N`Mor> oops
<Maeryn> oh.. then it prolly didn't come along
<Maeryn> Trent.. cross yer fingers one of those left behind lugs it around for 
ya? 
<Trent> Heh.  No, I guess I can live without it.  =P
<Reed_S> Trent: dropped it on the ground, or into a sling?
N`Mor bahs at the weaponfolk
<Trent> Ground, methinks.  It would be hard to sling something like that.
<Reed_S> you've carried it in something when not using it...
<Reed_S> you switched to it in mid-air two sessions ago.
<N`Mor> dropping it is faster on the ground
<N`Mor> ;)
<Trent> Hmm...sling is possible.  I don't think I was taking the time to at the 
time.  I wasn't really expecting to get pulled into a rift.
<N`Mor> he would have slung it in mid-air because dropping it then would, well, 
lose it ;)
<Reed_S> N`M: he was carrying it in mid-air, then switched to it to do his 
classic Conan Lunge
<Reed_S> s/Lunge/Leap/
<N`Mor> different circumstances nonetheless. Would you take the time to sling it 
in the heat of battle?
<Trent> Doubtful.
<Reed_S> ehn... depends on if he had it on a sling the whole time, in which case 
it would have dropped behind him, yet still carrying it.
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<N`Mor> that's doubtful
<Reed_S> 'lo Kas
<Kasia> Aylos!
<N`Mor> something like that would make it unwieldy
<N`Mor> he could easily be tangled in his own strap
Trent chuckles. Really, it doesn't matter. I lost it. I can live without it.
<Trent> 'lo, Kasia
katster is back [Take cover!] [gone: 41m13s]
<Reed_S> hrrm.... except for his cycle, Reed was carrying everything he owned... 
which ain't much.
N`Mor just isn't very sympathetic to folks losing stuff, I've always thought it 
was ludicrous for RPG characters to be lugging around equipment that they 
couldn't always keep on their person ;)
<Reed_S> heheh
<N`Mor> being a one-man battalion is silly. :)
<N`Mor> or at least having enough hardware to be one
Kasia had a knife, a Wilks, and some cash. And a forkliftload of clothes. :)
<Kasia> ... and I wasn't wearing my armor. ;)
<katster> Well...sometimes it's not necesarily battalion stuff.
<Reed_S> Kas: how much of yer wardrobe was lost with the bug?
<katster> I mean, even IRL, I own a lot of stuff, but I'm only carrying a small 
fraction of it on me at any one time.
<N`Mor> kats: you're also not nomadic IRL
<N`Mor> ;)
<Kasia> Reed: I meant on my person. ;)
<katster> NM: We could debate that. %)
<N`Mor> kats: Bah ;)
Reed_S eyes his stuff...
<katster> NM: Actually, I could have my character wearing everything she owns.  
However, when you can put it down, you will. :)
<N`Mor> personal effects are a bit different than having more weaponry than you 
could wield at one time
Trent actually agrees with N`Mor on that.
<Reed_S> Gladiator armor, sans helmet, 2 knives, a sword that's bigger than a 
claymore by a few inches, an automatic pistol, and a laser rifle... everything 
else would be in the backpack...
<Maeryn> is 200lbs thin for 7' ?
<Reed_S> yes
<N`Mor> Very thin
<N`Mor> that guy's a sticl
<N`Mor> err, stick
<Reed_S> Mae: try 250 at a minimum
<Reed_S> maybe closer to 300
katster pulls out her char sheet, goes through determining what would have been 
stuck in pockets, and what wouldn't have.
<Maeryn> Reed.. Noro are s'posed to be ultra thin
<Maeryn> the min listed is 180
Trent grins widely at the mention of Noro.
Reed_S eyes his... hrrm...
<N`Mor> whoa.. twigs ;)
<Maeryn> Trent.. enh.. not yer average Noro ;)
<Reed_S> everything but the armor and weapons woulda been in the backpack, and 
the backpack was left on the hovercycle... oops...
Trent pretty much knows what all he left behind.
<Reed_S> except for his pad and pencil.
<Reed_S> fortunately, I travel light.
<Reed_S> ohyeah... and $800 in his wallet...
<Reed_S> Coalition scrip... useless in PhaseWorld...
Trent figures he left behind about half of his weaponry, most of his cash and 
various other stuff.
<Maeryn> Reed.. enh.. if you run into a collector it might be worth something
Reed_S wonders what his Black Market item is that would net him ~$6000
Reed_S hopes he has some Twinkies on him...
<Trent> Oh dear.
N`Mor thinks N`Mor is still carrying around gold and jewels from the first raid 
;)
<Reed_S> *chuckle*
<Reed_S> prolly is
<Reed_S> not the baseball diamond, tho... you hocked that for the ramming grill, 
IIRC
<N`Mor> Assuming gold is just as good in PhaseWorld
Trent idly sorts what out what he left behind.
<katster> Reed: The scholar has a godawful collection of books that got left 
behind. :)
<Reed_S> heheh
<Reed_S> left behind in the APC, IIRC
<Maeryn> do SDC go up with level?
<katster> Yep, everything is in the control room of the APC.
<Reed_S> Mae: no... only HP
<Maeryn> 'k
<Reed_S> IIRC, Kasia and Rick were still in the APC...
katster hmmms, watches there be five Rifts books spread out over the room...I'm 
bad.
<N`Mor> hrmm, would nat MDC increase?
<Reed_S> N`M: hrrm...
<Maeryn> kats.. only five? I'm worse ;)
<Reed_S> Trent: you're the rules expert... you field this one.
<N`Mor> HP is kinda useless for my character
<N`Mor> :)
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<Reed_S> I said yes to Ch`Dith gaining MDC...
<Reed_S> 'lo Ship
WhtStar2 is now known as Ru`ach
<Trent> N`Mor: Natural MDC goes up, IIRC.
<Maeryn> boo Ru.. was just working on yer playmate for tonight :)
<katster> Mae: Well, the other ten are in the bookcase to my right and one more 
is on the floor.
<Reed_S> heheh
<Trent> 'lo, Ru
Reed_S eyes his Palladium Books collection...
<Maeryn> kats.. ah.. I'm not that bad... yet :)
<Ru`ach> Mae: fun... ;)
katster has sixteen, and now owns one of every type of Rifts book. :)
<katster> And one SJC book.
<katster> Which will actually sorta work with Rifts. :)
<N`Mor> Ahh, i'll just start applying HP uppage to MDC then
<Reed_S> 5 PFRPG books, 3 Robotech, 1 Heroes Unlimited, and 16 Rifts books.
<katster> Should be getting one more Rifts book in the mail soon, too.
<N`Mor> Fangirl
<katster> And proud of it. :)
Trent boggles at the vast amounts of stuff he's leaving behind on Earth. Ah 
well.
<Reed_S> kats: I have a few on backorder with Palladium...
<Reed_S> Trent: how much?
<Maeryn> think I have 6 now.. and DS's 2
<Ru`ach> Reed: A lot.
<Ru`ach> :)
<Reed_S> wait... lemme make this easy... what are you carrying?
<N`Mor> Trent: I had to buy a zarking trailer to haul a lot of it, didn't I? ;)
Reed_S notes that everyone with boxing can KO an opponent on a strike roll of 
Nat20
<Trent> Reed: Danke, that does make it easier.  The UberRifle, my pistols a 
vibro knife in my boot and a baseball bat, plus my heavy armor and glitterboy 
helmet.
<Trent> Oh, and the jetpack
<Reed_S> ah...
<Trent> . o O (Whoever finds my bike is going to get one helluva haul)
<Reed_S> heheh
katster remembers something about credits...hang on, lemme look it up.
<Reed_S> Mae: who didn't make it through the Rift?
<Ru`ach> Trent: no chainsaw? :P
<Reed_S> Ru: he dropped it to go for the ubergun...
<Trent> kats: 10 credits to 1 phaseworld credit, IIRC.
<N`Mor> Reed: anyone that wasn't in the open
<Maeryn> Kasia, Steve, Vander, Rick, Vix, and Maeryn
<Reed_S> and who wasn't in the open?
<katster> Yeah, I'm looking up.
<Trent> Ru: Ja, no chainsaw.  Ahwell.
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<Reed_S> 'lo Steve
<N`Mor> Reed: anyone that wasn't inside something
<SteveM> 'llo
<N`Mor> err, was
<N`Mor> ;)
<Trent> 'lo, Steve
SteveM cocks his head inquisitively at Reed. I'm missing something from ya
<Reed_S> oh?
<Maeryn> enh.. prolly won't need weapons tonight
SteveM was inside something, namely, the Plow.
<Reed_S> Steve: I'm still trying to figger out how to word the quote..
<SteveM> Reed: Ah.
<Ru`ach> Mae: catch
<Maeryn> Ru.. you mailing something?
<Ru`ach> Mae: that file of Hebrew/Japanese you wanted.
<Maeryn> Ru.. keili@cyberzone.net
<Shadur> mooo
katster ponders writing out a list of Russian phrases, goes hunting for the 
Russian/English dictionary.
SteveM turns redcap-like eyes on Shad , eats a whole tray of hamburgers 
(including the tray), and burps flatuently. "Ekskoose me."
Shadur is now known as Ch`Dith
Ch`Dith grabs assorted stuff, bbias
katster is now known as Anya
SteveM notes that there's a Sublime song on his riftslist for the evening that 
may well be apropos
<Trent> Oh?
<SteveM> Trent: you'll see
<Reed_S> Steve: incoming DCC...
Trent eyes the Cyberai's mono-edge katana from the Phaseworld Sourcebook...now 
that would make a good chainsaw replacement. >;]
<Reed_S> scratch that... I'll mail it
<Reed_S> Trent: you should be able to buy more ammo fer yer ubergun in 
PhaseWorld...
<Trent> Reed: That's true, thank *insert deity here*
<Ch`Dith> We're going to Phaseworld?
<SteveM> Kas, Ru: You may well get The Line within five minutes...
<Maeryn> Ch.. yep
<SteveM> Shad: I'm 95% sure of it
<SteveM> check that... it's been confirmed.
<Reed_S> looks it
<Ch`Dith> Coolio.... Meeth not invited? (hopefully) ?
<SteveM> Shad: We can only hope
<Maeryn> Trent.. if you mail the stats, I'll consider the availability of that 
weapon :)
Reed_S seconds that emotion...
<Maeryn> enh.. if he shows up I'm not sending him away 
<Reed_S> Rick was supposed to have Common Sense... it's evident that Meeth can't 
play what he doesn't have.
<Trent> Maeryn: Well, the thing is, it's sorta attached to the Cyberai.  It's 
hand, in fact.  Cyberai are very high tech borgs, BTW.
Ch`Dith hopes we end up in a place where people don't automatically panic when 
they see large dark scaly winged reptiles...
<Maeryn> I like chars that don't always know what their doing.. adds a little 
unpredictability
<Ch`Dith> Trent: And that's going to stop you from trying to acquire one?
<Reed_S> *chuckle*
<Maeryn> Ch.. most won't even look twice
<Maeryn> Trent.. oh.. prolly not available then 
<Trent> Ch`D: No, definitely not.  It's just not something I could buy.  (not 
that I have any cash, now)
<Maeryn> hmm... dunno though.. if it's something you could detach from a dead 
critter....
Reed_S idly wonders what he has that's worth six grand on the black market...
<Reed_S> s/on/to/
<Trent> Maeryn: Yeah, I know.  It would be amusing to try though.  "Excuse me 
sir, could I buy your right hand.  Yes, I'm being serious."
Reed_S will bbiab...
You are now known as Reed_AFK
<Maeryn> Trent.. well.. yer likely to run into an area with lots of various dead 
types
<Reed_AFK> someone give UL and Meeth extra whacks from me in the hobbit 
stomping... if they show up,
<Trent> Oh no.  We're ending up on phaseworld itself, aren't we?
<Maeryn> Trent.. not at first ;)
Trent is suddenly getting worried, decides to stop asking questions, lest I find 
out more than I want to know.
<N`Mor> knowing IC info is bad
<N`Mor> :)
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<Vix> moo
<SteveM> oi KS
<Trent> 'lo
<Vix> Magic, innit? I'm here. ;)
<SteveM> Kasia <OOC> wanders off the stage, across the lighting booth, and into 
the 
<SteveM> Plow's set. "Hey, Steve. Anything happening over here?"<SteveM> 
<OOC><SDSteve> "Not much, darlin', just amazed that someone actually 
<SteveM> damaged the Plow on camera."
Trent liked that one.
<Maeryn> boo Vix
<Kasia> *chuckle* :)
<Anya> Steve: Heee. :)
<Ch`Dith> hehehe
Ch`Dith .o/ One day more ... / Watch 'em run amok / Catch them as they fall / 
Never know your luck when there's a free-for-all ... o/~
<Kasia> Ch: Cooooooool song, ne?
<Kasia> :)
<Ch`Dith> *nodnodnod*
SteveM has not heard that song
<Trent> What song?
Anya goes back to working on something odd.
<Ch`Dith>  /mp3/Les_Miz-One_Day_More.mp3 on the dwagon's FTP.
<Kasia> Steve: It's very, very, very cool. :)
Ch`Dith echoes Kas.
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Trent starts downloading it.
<SteveM> hrm
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<Ch`Dith> doh?
Vix idles until the game starts.
SteveM eyes PlanetQuake... How many railgun shots does it take to get to the 
center of a Tootsie Pop?
<Trent> Hmm...one?
<Kasia> Trent: Three.
<Kasia> ;)
N`Mor accidentally kicks the phone out from under Kei's connection.. whoops
Anya eyes this odd scene.
Ch`Dith not-so-accidentally kicks DS in the nads. Don't do that.
<SteveM> Trent, Kas: WRONG!!  The correct answer is, "The world may never know."
<N`Mor> ow
Anya looks it over some more...
N`Mor wows, that comp Kei's on sucks, it didn't even notify her that it was 
disconned ;)
N`Mor snickers.. Amigas
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Trent ponders getting a Phase Sword
<WhtStar2> argh.
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<Trent> 're, WS2
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<Anya> "Hell no, you're not making me go in there for all the weapons in the 
Coalition States." %)
<Trent> 're, GM
Maeryn thanks the cow :)
<Maeryn> who's missing still?
<Anya> Ars and UL.
<SteveM> UL's missing. Ars is just AFK
<Anya> True.  But if he's not here, he's missing, right? :)
Ru`ach , for some reason (desperation) listens to her mom and installs a Crash 
Guard. How much worse can it get?
<Ch`Dith> Crash Guard? Norton CrashHard? *snicker* 
<Anya> Besides the fact that Crash Guards have a nasty habit of crashing out? :)
<SteveM> Anya: Semantics
<Ru`ach> Anya: ;)
SteveM eyes that Bun-Bun collage he d/l'd from sluggy.com
<SteveM> Bun-Bun would be the ultimate mascot if you're a masochist. %)
<Ch`Dith> tarue
<Anya> o/~ And we dance to the masochism tango! o/~
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<N`Mor> Bah, Bun-Bun is a ripoff of Dogbert, except more directly sadistic ;)
<SteveM> When was the last time Dogbert drank a whole bottle of 151?
<SteveM> ;)
Trent idly wonders whether to play the Happy Healing Song or Staying Alive, puts 
on the first.
<Ru`ach> Trent: a better choice than you know...
<Ch`Dith> Souls? Who needs 'em, eh trent?
SteveM gets some ice cream before he settles in
Ch`Dith puts on the Cloudbusting Remix by the Utah Saints
<Trent> Ch`D: What is this 'soul' thing I keep hearing about?  j/k
<Ch`Dith> Trent: Ohyeah, iffen ye like gothic, there's a slew of Trail of Tears 
mp3s in /newstuff
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<Trent> Neat.
<Vix> remoo
Vix kills windows./
Trent idly punts his modem...go faster.
<Maeryn> is the hobbit planning to show up?
You are now known as Reed_S
<Reed_S> 're all
<Trent> 're, lumpy
<Trent> ;)
Ch`Dith hopes so... we need something stompable
Trent points his baseball bat at Prozac
<Maeryn> in the interests of time.. tonight we will stomp le'Prozac
<Trent> Wow, eerie
Ch`Dith drugs Prozac, takes 'im out into the 'Burbs and makes incriminating 
snaps of 'im with a couple dog packs at once.
<Maeryn> Trent.. btw.. good idea :)
Anya pulls out the golf cart, straps on the helmet, motors up, and stomps on the 
gas pedal, gaining speed right on Prozac.
<Trent> *blink* Heh.
SteveM slips a landmine under Prozac's throne cusion
<SteveM> cushion, rather
<Reed_S> anyone seen the Runt?
<Anya> *kersplat*
<Maeryn> Reed.. nope
Trent loads Prozac into one of the main guns of a Protector class battleship 
before opening fire...that's gotta sting.
<Trent> Any weapon with a secondary purpose of Anti-Planet deserves to be 
feared.
SteveM then gives Prozac a new pet... Bun-Bun!
Vix unidles, checks in, and idles again.
Ch`Dith decides gifts are nice, has a cute little box on legs that wishes to see 
His Imperial Majesty.
<Ch`Dith> "See, Luggage? That man wants to hurt Rincewind."
<SteveM> Ch: Ah yes, the Luggage. I did neglect to mention that I told Bun-Bun 
the Emperor was a telemarketer
Ch`Dith then runs for it, manages to make it outside before the screaming and 
slamming of lids starts.
<Trent> Uh oh.
Trent chuckles at the mention of the luggage.
Anya gets Prozac to rob somebody, then turns him into the Thieves Guild for 
thieving without a permit.
<Ch`Dith> "GUARD-*SLAM*" "Oh, god, it ate t-*CRUNCH*" *sounds of gunfire* "What 
the-*SNAP*
Trent introduces Prozac to Bel-Shamaroth
Ch`Dith introduces Prozac to the Patrician
Trent idly hees at the Protector Class battleship some more.
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<N`Mor> 'lo halfpint
<Ru`ach> *A flat minor add 9*, Runt!
<Vander> Oi!
<Trent> Oh hey, we can stop beating on Prozac
<SteveM> oi UL. AFT.
<Vander> Eliot will be in in a bit
<Reed_S> 'lo Runt
<Vander> I found the source of Eliot's triggerhappinesas
<SteveM> *twitch* *twiTCH* *TWITCH*
<Vander> -a
<Anya> Eliot?
<Vander> Anya: Meethos
<Anya> Van: Ahh, dokay. :)
Reed_S brings his Zweihander down on top of Vander's skull for a comment that 
got relayed from #tjab regarding Sab...
<Ch`Dith> "Where is zis? I *DEMAND* To be returned to my throne room!" "... 
*silence*" "Who are you?" " ... *raised eyebrow*" "Whoever you are, if you're 
responsible for this outrage I'll .... have... you... ex-e-cu-ted.... *trails 
off nervously*" "*raised eyebrow*"
Trent picks up Vander and stuffs him into one of the main guns of a Protector-
Class battleship, before firing.
<Vander> It's the Star Wars RPG group he plays with. Their GM has the whole 
group so edgie that they'll shot at anything
<Ch`Dith> Reed: Sab being preggers? 
<Reed_S> *nod*
<Reed_S> Van: well, at least relay to Meeth that Rick is supposed to have Common 
Sense...
<Ch`Dith> Vander: And that has to do with this RPG how? 
<Vander> Reed: That's not gonna make much difference with Meeth
<Vander> Ch'D: It's called 'habit'
<Reed_S> ohyeah...
<Reed_S> Meeth can't play what he ... nah, shouldn't say it...
<Reed_S> well, everyone's here...
Reed_S drops a ping in the channel
Ch`Dith wanders onstage and gets into his outfit.
<Maeryn> yep.. we'll commence the festivities in a few minutes
Vander rides out the shockwave
Trent stretches, yawns.
Anya puts down the first sourcebook (but Joe Prosek is so interesting!) and 
prepares to take the stage.
SteveM gives up his preparing the I-D TV to catch the Felix Trinidad fight and 
wanders out of the green room.
<Vander> Ars: What are the stats for the NG Ion Gun?
<Reed_S> Van: gimme a minute to find 'em...
<Trent> 3d6 or 2d4 MD
<Vander> Trent: Thanx
Anya watches _The Rock_ theme play.
<Reed_S> heh...
<Reed_S> Trent's got the entire book memorized..
<Trent> 500 foot range, 10 shots
<Reed_S> either that, or he's got the game shield up.
<Trent> Not quite
N`Mor boots the phone again. XP
<Anya> Or he knows where to find things. :)
<Trent> Don't have the game shield.
Ch`Dith hunts the Rifts book again trying to find out how much PPE/ISP a dragon 
gains on level
Trent doesn't know that, for example.
Kasia grabs soda. BRB
<Reed_S> Ch: I don't think Siembieda expected dragons to increase in PPE/ISP
<Kasia> back
<Trent> add 1d6+1 isp per level
<Trent> (standard for psykers)
Ch`Dith rolls 2 sixes for the isp, woo!
<Reed_S> cool
<Ch`Dith> Reed: oh, yay. Why'd he add dwagons then?
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<Reed_S> beats me...
SteveM watches Mae PTO, goes back to calibrating the I-D TV's antenna and 
wondering where the hell jera is with his RockGame trn
<Anya> because he thought it'd be cool.
<Vander> Steve: So Slider's going sliding this session :)
Trent shrugs about ppe...call it 2d6
N`Mor moves the phone so he won't disconn Mae anymore ;)
<Reed_S> oops
SteveM shoves a wet-dry shop vac down the runt's throat and turns it on. "Now 
dat wuz uncalled for, see."
<Reed_S> *ow*
<Trent> Hee.
Ch`Dith whacks DS in the nads again. Stop. That.
Anya shrugs, wanders over to see what Kasia is up to while waiting for filming.
<Reed_S> uh oh... 
N`Mor owwies
<Kasia> "Hey, Anya."
Vix unidles again.
Trent idly glances through the Ninjas+Superspies book he also picked up. 41 
different martial arts forms is bueno. ;)
<Reed_S> A Screwy Squirrel cartoon is on cartoon network...
<Anya> "Moo." 
<N`Mor> Ch: careful what you damage, there. the GM might not like it %P
<Anya> %)
Ch`Dith goes over to Anya/Kas also.
<Kasia> "Hey, Dwagon. How's life?"
Vander offers Anya and Kasia a cup of tea :)
<Ch`Dith> DS: Phone lines, for instance?
Reed_S goes back to glueing his cylinders on his head...
<Ch`Dith> "Great. Wish I had one."
Anya accepts.
Trent wanders over towards the others.
<Anya> "Does filming take up all your time too?"
<Kasia> "Thank you, Van."
<SteveM> "You are'nt the only one," Steve yells while fixing the I-D TV... it's 
showing Hope Floats now. (eccch!)
<Ch`Dith> "Basically. Everytime we stop filming my other personas step back 
in... It's annoying."
Vander serves the tea, places a tray of sugar, cream, and finger sandwiches 
nearby
Kasia counts her dice... 7d10, 6percentile, 5d4, 3d6, 3d20, 2d8, and 2d12. :)
<Anya> "That sucks."
<Kasia> "I know!" Kasia rolls her eyes. "It's impossible to have a decent off-
set relationship."
Anya tosses the cheater dice aside.
<Reed_S> "Hey, Runt! Are these on straight?!"
<Ch`Dith> "At least you have an on-set one." *ducks*
Vander looks at Reed. "Sorry, dude. I try not to mess with peoples' heads."
<Anya> "Uhh, Trent, your drug harness is coming off." 
Ch`Dith looks over at Reed. "Left forehead one's too far to the temple."
Trent chuckles at the dragon's comment.
N`Mor logs into Four different muds.. good thing I'm not RPing in all of them. 
%)
Reed_S moves it down a little...
<Ch`Dith> "Better."
Kasia picks up a finger sandwich, munches, then gets a funny look on her face 
and spits out a phalange. "Eeeeew! Van-DER!"
Trent looks.."Aw, damn. Anyone have some superglue?"
Reed_S tosses Trent his
<Reed_S> "It's all I use."
<Ch`Dith> "Used the last of the stuff to put my dorsal neck ridges back on."
<Trent> "Thanks, Reed."  Trent glues his drug harness in place.
Kasia checks her pockets. "Sorry, my tube of the stuff's in my armor."
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SteveM tries hanging a straw cowboy hat off one of the rabbit ears. "That's much 
better!"
<Ch`Dith> damn.
<Vander> Oi, Rick
<Rick> hey all
<Ru`ach> Oi, Dazed and Stuck in the Closet boy!
<Reed_S> 'lo Rick
<Anya> "Hey, is anyone not happy with where the scriptwriters are taking the new 
season?"
<Reed_S> Rick: you do know your character is supposed to have Common Sense, 
right?
Kasia brushes her hair back, then grimaces at her reflection. "Ru! You *really* 
think I look better like this?"
<Reed_S> "Can't answer that one.  I'm new to the show."
<SteveM> "I think the question is, 'Is anyone actually happy with the new 
direction this season?'"
<Ch`Dith> "I'll see where it's taken first, then decide."
<Ru`ach> Kasia: Yes!
<Vander> "I think she needs to put in more plot and less violence. We do have a 
responsibility to the children."
Trent shrugs. "Unlike you people, *I* haven't seen the script."
Ch`Dith gets out an industrial sander, buffs his nails.
<Rick> reed: Just answer me one question. Are there any weapons I can fire from 
the driver's seat?
<Reed_S> Nope
Ch`Dith promptly boots Vander on the head.
Kasia frowns. "Really, I'm just a little dazed and confused. I'd like to have 
more information and not have to improv on a shoestring."
<Reed_S> rick's not supposed to be trigger happy.
<Anya> Trent: "No wonder filming takes so long!" ;)
SteveM goes over to Kasia... "Relax, darlin'... I like you no matter how good or 
bad your hair looks."
<Ch`Dith> Rick: That's not a single seat, it's more a control room... Didn't you 
see _Aliens_ ?
Trent involuntarily winces. "That was low, Anya."
Kasia laughs. "You think I've seen it? Rumors, that's all anyone ever gets from 
head office. Rumors and more rumors."
N`Mor stashes his copy of the script.
Anya ponders.  "You know, come to think of it, I don't think I have seen the 
whole thing..."
Trent sighs and shrugs on his armor and helmet.
<Rick> ch'dith: well I thought it was more like a mack truck's cab
<Ch`Dith> "Hey, hey hey! Keep the smooching on the set you two!"
Reed_S dons his armor...
Kasia grins. "Thanks, Steve." She gives him a peck on the cheek. "Ru's been 
trying to convince me for days... and this from a person with blond highlights 
half grown out."
Anya eyes N'Mor..."Yeah, yeah, live with the director, it'll get you all sorts 
of perks."
Vander pulls out his box of Ritz and a block of extra sharp NewYork Cheddar, and 
taunts you with them
Kasia kicks Ch'Dith in the tail. "Aww. Jealous, Dwagon?"
<SteveM> "Well, the tank is what makes my character work. If I lose that, there 
will be a massive stink made up in the front office."
Trent smacks Vander over the head with his baseball bat and steals the Ritz and 
Cheddar. "Don't taunt people like that, they're liable to act."
Rick looks back @ vander. "So I have 2 two liter bottles of coke.
<Vander> "And I need the Hog. Half my tools are on it."
Reed_S chuckles.  "At least I don't mind having to lose the cycle."
<Rick> +"
<Reed_S> "Everything I need, I have on me."
<Anya> "Yeah, but that's because you're the new guy.  You missed the old 
director."
Kasia finishes her tea and downs half a can of Canada Dry. "Speaking of which, 
anyone seen the director? We were supposed to start filming an hour ago."
Ch`Dith gives the Melter a long chilly glare. "Don't flatter yourself. You're 
cute but the wrong species."
<Vander> Reed: "Well, you really are *wearing* your tank."
SteveM oohs... returns with some cheez-its and dr pepper.
<Vander> - Reed +Steve
Ch`Dith laughs at all you technojunkies.
<SteveM> Van: hrm.
Trent consumes some of the crackers before sharing the rest. "I lost quite a bit 
of stuff, but I'll survive. Hell, I'd survive without any of my gear."
Kasia chuckles at Ch'Dith.
Anya isn't a technojunkie, dammit.
<Rick> van: oh good we didn't miss anything/
<Rick> -/+.
N`Mor sips his bottled water and taunts the ... damn dragon reading my mind.
<SteveM> "Don't hate me because I can shoot ion bolts."
<Ch`Dith> "Except of course your chem harness...."
Vander ponders Vander going native
<Rick> Steve: I'll only hate you if you shoot them at me.
<Vander> "Is that really desirable?
<Reed_S> "'Technojunkies', dragon?  Only hightech weapon I have is a laser 
rifle, and a very common one at that."
<Vander> "
<Trent> "Hmm..point."
<Reed_S> "I prefer that huge-ass sword."
Anya groans and gets into armour for shooting. "Anybody have any idea what the 
director is up to?"
<Ch`Dith> What do you call those things on your head, then?
<Trent> "Reed, look at your forehead."
<Ch`Dith> "Planning dire revenge on moo-boy for disconnecting her again.
<Ch`Dith> "
<Reed_S> "Unlike yours, Trent, my enhancement was not by choice."
Anya snickers.
<Vix> OOC: *unidle* Uhmm.
<Anya> "Hey, it's Plant-Boy!"
<Ch`Dith> IllumiNoLongerNazi!
<Reed_S> "So, that mutant dandelion finally wear off?"
Vander ponders Vix and himself as drinking partners %)
<Ch`Dith> Vix doesn't drink. He smokes.
Trent shrugs. "True, but they're still there."
<Ch`Dith> And chews. And sniffs.
<Reed_S> he's a brewmeister.
<Ch`Dith> Ahh, my bad then. 
<Vander> Ch'D: So does Vander :)
Anya picks up a hot dog off the catering table and makes lighter motions.
<Vander> Anya: :)
Ch`Dith helpfully exhales a blast of fire at the hot dog
<SteveM> "My player's just happy that his Beloved Spurs beat Portland."
Anya gets her fingers singed..."You could warn me, dwagon."
SteveM decides to bandwagon. What the heck. "Salud."
Trent shrugs, picks up a hot dog and lighs up. "I forgot about this tradition."
<Trent> +t
Reed_S wonders what that is... "Must be a first season thing."
Vander does not call the other pre-session tradtion to anyones' attention
Trent puffs on his hot dog. "Yep, it is."
<SteveM> "It is. She started it."
<Ch`Dith> "I thought you wanted it lit."
<Anya> "Hey, Vander hasn't been beat up in a while, has he?"
Kasia puts on headphones and starts grooving to Only The Good Die Young
<SteveM> "Don't worry about it, short stuff. We did that already."
<Vander> "Eeep!"
<Rick> anya: nope
<Trent> "Steve, when has that ever stopped us?"
<Ch`Dith> "Steve: And?"
<Anya> "No, Steve, we beat up Prozac.  Prozac is not short and squatty." :)
SteveM ooh-oooh-ooh's.. Felix Trinidad fight coming on.
<Ch`Dith> "He is now."
<Anya> "Good point, dwagon." 
SteveM plants an industrial pliedriver over Vander. "Better make sure." 
*switches it on*
<Kasia> "o/~ I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints / 
Sinners are much more fun / And darlin', only the good die young! o/~"
Trent ponders muzzle loading the runt into starship weaponry.
<Anya> Trent: "Do it.  He won't mind, really."
<Vander> "I would really prefer not to be shot out a graser barrel."
<Trent> "Hmm...2d6x1000 mega damage.  HOW dead is Vander?"
<Anya> "Very."
<Reed_S> "Is there anything left of him?"
<Anya> "Probably not."
<SteveM> Trent: "But I was thinking of missile tubes."
<Kasia> "Component atoms, maybe."
<Trent> "Vander, it's not a graser.  It's a 40 inch bore high intensity laser 
cannon.  Vislight, though."
<Anya> "But he always comes back, watch."
<Rick> trent: ask yourself this question and you have your answer. "Anyone have 
a squeegy?"
<Trent> Steve: "What, just explosive decompression?"
<Vander> o/~ But the cat came back the very next day / The cat came back because 
he wouldn't stay away o/~
Ch`Dith wants that song, dammit.
<SteveM> "At high speed with a solid structure nearby, yes."
<Rick> van: You know I hate cats!
<Vix> Hey, are we going to start anytime soon?
<Trent> "Ahh, I see."
<Anya> Vix: Ask DS, he's the one who lost the GM.
<Kasia> Vix: Check the /names list.
<SteveM> As soon as the director gets back
<Ch`Dith> If cow-boy can convince his squeeze to come back on, we'll get on with 
the show.
<Trent> "Wir haben keine GM.
<Vix> Oh. Blah. In that case, I'll idle some more, and check back in ten.
<Trent> +"
Vander wonders which anime Sci-Fi is playing tonight
Ch`Dith subsequently watches the cow not ping.
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<Vander> re evil GM person
<Anya> Trent: "Well, cow-boy over there was having a little fun with a laser 
rifle prop and accidentally knocked that phone over there off the hook, where 
the director was getting the script."
<Reed_S> "Hey, the director's back!"
<Rick> hey GM
<Trent> Welcome back, your GM-ness
<Maeryn> boo
Anya straightens up, and salutes.
<SteveM> re
Ch`Dith listens to mpg123 cue Ozzy's Crazy Train.
<Ru`ach> re, GM!
Ch`Dith waves a claw
Kasia blinks, takes off her headphones.
<Kasia> "There you be. Hey, GM. We begin?"
<Trent> Ch`D: Wha, not Staying Alive?  >;]
<Anya> Kas: Don't worry, there's plenty of time for that on the set. ;)
<Rick> Ch'dith: Coincidence. So am I.
<Maeryn> we begin
<Maeryn> everyone still here?
Anya punts Vix.
<Trent> "Sehr gut."
<Kasia> Da.
<Reed_S> looks it.
Kasia thwacks Vix
<N`Mor> Moo.
N`Mor impales Vix.
<Maeryn> ok.. we'll start with the group left behind
SteveM @smacksmacksmacks Vix
Anya ^G's vix numerous times.
Trent performs microsurgery on Vix with a baseball bat.
<Vander> Mae: Drifting through Limbo?
Ch`Dith doesn't crawl onstage yet then.
<Maeryn> Kasia in the APC, Steve in the Plow, Vander in his bike, Rick locked in 
the closet
Anya stays back with the dwagon.
Kasia stands up, blinks rapidly a few times.
<N`Mor> Van: just hush and let her set up the scene
<N`Mor> ;)
Trent wanders over to the wet bar, orders a Clan PPC and settles down to watch 
the action.
SteveM oocly plays "Twilight Zone.."
<Vander> Rick's a closet Grunt? :)
Reed_S heads over to the Worth set, pops a Def Leppard CD into the cycle's CD 
player...
<Maeryn> Van.. yep
<Reed_S> *ow*
Reed_S then disappears from the set.
SteveM looks around... "Where'd everybody go?"
Ch`Dith joins Trent at the bar, orders something without a percentile sign on 
the alcoholic content label
<Rick> <OOC> I'm not in the closet nor have I ever been in the closet.
<Maeryn> the four of you see a blinding flash.. are momentarily stunned by the 
energy floating around.. and then see yer friends are gone
Anya gets a root beer, sits down to watch with the dwagon and the juicer.
<Trent> Ch`D: A Clan PPC counts on that score.  ;)
<SteveM> "I really, really, really hate spellworms."
Kasia looks around, then grabs the radio. "Hello? Anyone there? Anyone left out 
there?"
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Yes you are. Ru and Kas shoved you in there.
<Rick> ch'dith: It a joke
SteveM hears the squawking. *radioed* "Copy that, darlin'."
<Maeryn> the dead wealthy dude is a heap on the ground.. all the nasties have 
disappeared as well as the others
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Rick: Oh, now you're coming out of the closet?
<Reed_S> *chuckle*
Reed_S wanders over to the bar to join the others waiting for their cue.
<SteveM> <OOC> He's never gonna live it down, is he?
Kasia sits down in the copilot's seat in relief. "Thank God... Steve, did you 
see what happened?"
<SteveM> *radioed to Vander* "You there, little buddy?"
Ch`Dith OOCly tries the PPC, sips and exhales something that'd qualify as a 
solar flare. "Not bad."
<SteveM> *radioed to Kasia* "I did... didn't believe it, and have no idea how it 
happened."
<Vander> *radioed to Steve* "Oi! Whut th' fraking snad's goin' on out there?!"
<Vander> -fraking +farking
Anya OOCly sips her root beer, watches the scene.
<SteveM> "Apparently a large chunk of our friends got spellnapped."
Kasia sighs, checks to see that she's carrying her laser pistol, then radios, 
"I'm coming out there... maybe we can see if there's anything we can do."
<SteveM> "That's about the only label I can put on this."
<Kasia> "Sounds like a good one. Be right there."
<SteveM> "Gimme a few minutes, darlin', and I'll join ya."
Vander pulls the Hog up next to the Plow and gets off
Kasia turns off the radio and turns to leave, passing Rick on the way out and 
not paying attention to him.
SteveM opens the jumpseat and eyes the burn scar along the Plow's flank. "I 
can't believe it did that much damage. Don't look as bad from out here."
Kasia climbs out of the APC, walks over to the Plow, and whistles at the burn. 
"Yipe."
<Maeryn> N'Mor, Reed, Anya... roll d20 and give me yer ME please
Vander looks at the burn. "That'll take a bit of fixing."
<SteveM> "Hard to believe a pistol caused this much damage."
Rick bangs on the closet door. "Hey. What the frag is going on out there?"
Kasia 's eyebrows hit her hairline. "A _pistol_?"
<Vander> *to Steve* "That weren't no farking normal tech pistol! There's no way 
that small a powercell could produce that powerful a beam!"
SteveM takes the note left in the Plow out and holds it. "A rune pistol, from 
what I could tell before I would've made the little shit go away with the main 
gun."
<N`Mor> <ooc> Mmm, rune weapons. :9
<Maeryn> cow.. you roll yet?
<Maeryn> Reed?
N`Mor points to the /msg ;)
Kasia frowns. "Never heard of one." She pauses. "Uh... Ru and I kind of left the 
APC's driver in the closet after he tried to run over Trent. Do you think we 
should get him?"
SteveM looks over at Kasia. "Kasia, darlin', I know you'll want to know that I 
missed you and all... but how exactly did you get that Coalition APC?"
<SteveM> "Yes, do so."
<Reed_S> Mae: hrrm?
<Vander> *to Kasia* "Sure. Couldn't hurt."
<Kasia> "Okay. Right. This way. As for the APC, well..."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Roll for what?
<Reed_S> I didn't get a /msg
<Maeryn> Reed.. roll d20 and give me yer ME please
<Reed_S> ME: 14
<Anya> Reed:<OOC> it was main channel.
<Reed_S> roll of 18
SteveM stashes Emerson's Last Message into a cargo pocket and follows his lady 
love to the APC
<Maeryn> 'k.. N'Mor makes his roll first.. 
Kasia gives a general overview of that session while they head into the APC for 
Rick.
Vander follows the two lovebirds into the APC, assessing the damage to it
SteveM removes his helmet after he gets into the APC.
<Rick> <OOC> mae: Do I need to roll
<Reed_S> must've gotten lost in the scroll
Kasia <OOC> stomps on Vander's big hairy foot with stiletto heels
<Maeryn> N'Mor starts coming around.. *very* groggy.. in a damp dark place
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Doesn't the dwagon need to roll?
<Anya> <OOC> and Ru?
<Maeryn> Rick.. nope
N`Mor groans softly. "Fmmuuuhh?"
<Kasia> Rick: <ooc> No, you're not part of the group that got moved Elsewhere.
<Maeryn> Ch.. not yet.. you were closer to the Raider
Reed_S pops open a beer of the Root Variety
<Reed_S> +<OOC>
<Ch`Dith> <OOC>not altitude-wise, but okay
<Maeryn> Ch.. how far up were you?
SteveM OOCly sits down and takes in the fight.
<Ch`Dith> Mae: air-to-ground combat altitude... call it 25-100 meters up. 
<Ch`Dith> probably closer to 25 than to 100 - was in the middle of a strike when 
it happened.
Maeryn flies along, catching up to where the group should be.. 
Reed_S <OOC> watches the kitten play "soccer" with one of his toys...
<Maeryn> Ch.. 'k you can roll too
<Ch`Dith> ME 13, roll 8
<SteveM> <OOC> o/~ Falling down the spiral, destination unknown.. o/~
<Maeryn> Ch.. in dragon form?
<Ch`Dith> correct.
<N`Mor> he can't fly otherwise
<N`Mor> ;)
Trent idly be's unconcious.
<Ch`Dith> Yes I can.
<N`Mor> shaddup. cannot.
Reed_S is also unconscious...
<Maeryn> N'Mor.. in yer groggy state you feel something skitter across yer head
Anya helps Reed and Trent.
<Reed_S> N`M: he could metamorphose into another flying critter
Ch`Dith can't have any other form when he's !conscious anyways... shapeshifting 
takes a minor amount of concentration.
Vander is busy listening to Kasia's story and checking out the APC's systems
<N`Mor> "Gnaaah!" N'Mor hollers, and rolls over, swatting at his head without 
any coordination.
<Maeryn> Ch.. you start coming around even groggier than N'Mor.. in a dark damp 
place.. very confined
SteveM is wondering why Kasia and Ru had to lock the driver in a closet.
<Maeryn> Van.. roll against yer mechanics
<Reed_S> Mae: not Read Sensors?
Trent thinks it's kind of funny that they did.
<Maeryn> Reed.. ok.. that sounds better :)
<Vander> 18
<Reed_S> depends on where he's checking 'em out...
<Maeryn> ohyeah.. everyone get their xp from last week?
<Reed_S> Van: on a percentile?
Anya nods.
Kasia catches Steve's thought, grimaces. "He was ... well, he was trying to run 
over Trent."
<Vander> Reed: Yep
<Reed_S> Mae: *nod*
<Ch`Dith> "uuhhhnnn...." *low, long, rumbling groan of a dwagon in serious 
hangover pain*
<SteveM> "He didn't warn him first?"
Vander looks at Kasia. "He was trying to what?!"
<Kasia> "... At least, that's what it looked like. He wouldn't answer any of my 
questions, and just started going triggerhappy."
Trent idly twitches.
Maeryn notes Kad and Ru got a bonus for cleverly saving Trent ;)
<Reed_S> heheh
Ch`Dith blinks his eyes, trying to pierce the darkness.
<Rick> mae: Stupid responce. probably none. but No I didn't get mine.
<Vander> <OOC> Mae: Heh :)
SteveM winces. "Sounds like a case of Combat Psychosis to me."
<Maeryn> Rick 125
<Vander> Mae: Didn't get mine
Trent didn't get his either.
<Reed_S> <OOC> and Rick, when rolled up, wasn't supposed to have any 
insanities...
Kasia nods. "Something like that. We stuck him in a closet and Ru put some sort 
of sheild on him."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Runt: 150
<Vander> Thanx
<Ch`Dith> Trent: 725
<Maeryn> Trent 725
<Trent> Danke.  Sorry to interrupt.
<Ch`Dith> Mae: How much time passed, btw?
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "So I probably couldn't get this door open?"
<Rick> reed I know you told me already.
<Maeryn> Ru.. roll d20 and give me ME
<Kasia> "Well, you can try..." Kasia looks doubtful.
<Reed_S> Mae: I always found it good to deliver XP to everyone at the start of 
the session, regardless of whether or not they had received it previously...
<Maeryn> Ch.. for you guys.. half hour or so
<Ru`ach> Mae: 16, ME:12
<Vander> *to Kasia* "Don't look at me. I ain't gonna go messing with a magical 
lock."
SteveM nods... "I'll give him about 10 minutes before opening it."
<Maeryn> Reed.. yeah.. I forgot
Trent idly lies facedown in a gutter or something.
SteveM <OOCly> watches Felix Trinidad lay the smack down.
<Ch`Dith> Mae: ohyeah, dwagons have nightvision... can I see anything?
<Trent> <OOC> Geez, I hope we're not where I think we are.
<Maeryn> alright.. Kas 450
Anya is dead to the world.
<Maeryn> Reed 150
<Maeryn> Ru 425
SteveM <OOCly> prods MaeGM... I didn't get my XP.
<Maeryn> Ch 600
<Maeryn> N'Mor 150
<Ch`Dith> Steve: 150
Rick bangs on the door again. "Comeon. How long you gonna keep me in here?"
<Maeryn> Anya 300
<Maeryn> Van 150
Ru`ach <OOC> goes digging for her dice.
<Reed_S> Mae: shouldn't I get some XP for psionics use? i.e. my sixth sense?
<Maeryn> Steve 150
SteveM gives a look of "Oh, all right" and attempts to open to pointed out 
locker.
Kasia sighs. "I'll try the-" she sticks her hand through where the feild used to 
be. "Oh. Well. Okay, I guess..."
Ch`Dith . o O (*groggy* Where-?)
<Vander> *to Rick through the door* "Shaddap! We can't jimmy a farking magical 
lock, so just sit down and don't crap yerself!"
Kasia hands Steve the key.
<Maeryn> Reed.. you have telepathy?
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Cue: TMBG, "Self Called Nowhere"
<Kasia> <OOC> ChD: >%)
<Reed_S> heh....
SteveM takes the proferred key and unlocks the door before opening.
<Reed_S> Def Lepp's "Wasted" is playing in my CD rack now. :)
<Maeryn> Ch.. in the dark you see a tangled mess of what appears to be swampy 
vines
<Anya> <OOC> Ch: remind me to get that song off you sometime.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Get that song offa me some time.
<Anya> <OOC> Thanks...you're so helpful. :)
Ch`Dith moves them aside with a sweep from his claws.
<Ch`Dith> (No, I don't try to cut them - yet.)
<Maeryn> Ru.. you start coming around.. you sense you're being dragged along 
slowly
<Reed_S> Mae: you get my roll earlier?
<Maeryn> Ch.. as you move them aside.. more take their place
<Ru`ach> *groan*
<Maeryn> Reed.. yep
<Reed_S> and it ain't my time to come to, eh?
Anya continues being unconciouslike...
<Vix> <OOC> Whee!
<Ru`ach> *groan* "Aifo ani?"
<Ch`Dith> Mae: As in there's more behind them or they move to block way?
Anya <OOC> continues not to know how to spell.
Vander goes to the APC's controll room and plays with the radio equipment until 
he gets a clear signal
Maeryn flies around the APC, hollering in her tiny voice and trying to find 
anyone
<Maeryn> Ch.. both
<Ru`ach> *another groan* "Aifo kulam?"
<Vander> *to Mae* "Oi! Bug! In here!"
<Vix> <OOC> I didn't miss much, did I?
Ch`Dith tries to sweep enough aside to pass through
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Just the beginning.
<Vix> <OOC> Ah, okay.
<SteveM> *to Vander* "Put down the flyswatter, little buddy."
<Vander> *to Steve* "What flyswatter?" ;)
<Maeryn> Ru.. you get jostled around a bit and then continue being dragged along
Kasia watches Rick have bashed his skull and be passed out, drags him out and 
lays him down on the floor.
<Ru`ach> *yet another groan* "Le'an kulam halchu?"
<Ch`Dith> (and if that doesn't work, we'll try the industrial hedge clippers. 
Failing that, the flamethrower.)
N`Mor loses track of what's going on in the OOC scroll. ;)
<Maeryn> Ch.. doesn't seem to have any effect.. the more vinelike things you 
brush aside.. the more there are to replace them
SteveM checks him over for any serious injuries... 40% on the first aid roll
<Anya> NM: <OOC> You're sorta awake somewhere, which is more than can be said of 
most of the rest of us. :)
Ch`Dith gets annoyed. starts shredding vines. *ROARS*
<Ch`Dith> (that's probably audible to a mile or so.)
Maeryn flies into the APC.. "Hey.. where'd everyone go? and who's the dead guy 
out there?"
<Anya> <OOC> o/~ 99 bottles of beer on the wall...99 bottles of beer o/~  :)
<Rick> <OOC> Mae: I'm knocked out. How long til I regain consiousness?
Kasia glances up. "Don't know the first, don't care the second."
<SteveM> *to Maeryn* "On one and two, I wish I knew."
N`Mor slowly sits upright, half-tangled in a wad of... things. "It schtinks un 
here," he says, his tongue thick in his mouth. His ears fold back as the roar 
rattles his brain. "Stop that!"
<Reed_S> can any of us hear the roar?
<Vander> *to Mae* "Dunno. And the guy ain't dead, he's just got bumped in the 
face."
<Trent> <OOC> What Rick said.
<Kasia> <OOC> Rick: You can prolly wake up now.
<Maeryn> Anya, Reed.. roll again.. Trent.. same roll at -5
<Reed_S> roll of 15
<Anya> roll 16.
<Trent> Mae: Any bonuses apply?
<Reed_S> what Trent asked?
Rick comes to. "Wha.. What happened?"
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Methinks ye need to roll under yer ME or something?
<Maeryn> N'Mor hears a muffled roar.. anyone coming around hears a responding 
grumble and gets jostled about
<Reed_S> hrrm...
Vander continues trying to get a clear signal from the radio
<Ch`Dith> Mae: Do I hear N'Mor?
<Maeryn> Trent.. nope.. yer at -5 due to proximity.. the roll is a d20 and yer 
ME
Kasia frowns at the driver. "You tried to run over Trent, you shot some things, 
and we locked you in a closet."
Trent rolls a 19, ME of 15
Anya shrugs...ME's still 12. 
<Maeryn> Ch.. nope
<Trent> so 14
Ru`ach mutters, "Aifo ani? Ma kore?"
<Reed_S> roll of 15, ME of 14
Ch`Dith checks what he's standing on anyways.
<SteveM> *to Rick* "Word to the wise, kid. Indecision in combat kills faster and 
more reliably than making the wrong decision."
<Maeryn> Ru.. yer stopped again.. tossed onto a piece of cushy furniture and you 
get the idea whoever yer with doesn't understand you
Ch`Dith subsequently slides out his talons and does some impromptu gardening.
<SteveM> "Although some wrong decisions will definitely get you killed."
Reed_S decides to use a different d20 next time.
<Rick> *To Steve* "I'll keep that in mind." Not know what the hell that ment.
Ru`ach trys the next language to come to mind: "izuko atashi des ka?"
N`Mor groans, peering around through the darkness. "Nnngh.. anyone else here?"
<Anya> <OOC> o/~ 56 bottles of beer on the wall, 56 bottlrd of beer... o/~
<Reed_S> Mae: can we roll again?
SteveM hears "Date Rape" by Sublime cue up...
Ch`Dith is half-groggy, can't sense anyone and seems to be stuck in this cluster 
of vines, is annoyed and moving to angry
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Steve: timing....
<Rick> <OOC> Anya: I think you've had one too many.
<Ch`Dith> Mae: Do I hear the cow?
Vix <OOC> AFKs to take a shower. Back in 15.
<Anya> <OOC> Yeah, is probably true...
<Maeryn> Reed, Anya, Trent.. roll every couple minutes and lemme know when you 
make it
<Ch`Dith> Mae: Trent made it.
Reed_S rolls an 8 this time...
<SteveM> <OOC> o/~ C'mon baby, don't be afraid / If it wasn't for date rape, I'd 
never get laid.. o/~ ;)
<Reed_S> I think that made it under ME of 14
<Maeryn> Ch.. you hear a vague sound..
<Anya> 1 dammit.
<Ch`Dith> "Who is that? N'Mor?"
<Ru`ach> Mae: do I hear that, too?
<SteveM> Anya: 1 is a good thing in this case
Reed_S groggily awakens...
<Maeryn> Trent needed to add the 5.. next roll add 3
<Rick> <OOC> Steve: That's sick.
Ch`Dith . o O (*to N'Mor* Do you have any idea where we are?)
Trent curses as he drops his good d20
<Maeryn> Ru.. you don't hear the others 
Vander starts getting abusive with the unresponsive radio
<SteveM> Rick: <OOC> "Don't look at me, I didn't write the music!"
<Trent> 1+3  That was more like it.
<Maeryn> Ru.. hear some muffled sounds of a person moving around
N`Mor moans as the scaly guy's thoughts echo in his head. . o O (No.)
Anya groans.
<Reed_S> 8+5 == 13... that's still lower than my 14 ME..
<Ch`Dith> Mae: what am I standing on anyway?
Ru`ach is a bit afraid to open her eyes. "Mi sham?"
<Maeryn> Kas.. what are you doing now?
<Rick> <OOC> Steve: That sounds like something I.C.P. Would write.
Reed_S opens his eyes, and attempts to focus.
<Maeryn> Ch.. vinelike things
<Kasia> Mae: Nothing, really...
Ch`Dith then tries to cut his way downward.
<Maeryn> Reed.. yer in a dark damp viney place
Ch`Dith . o O (Are you also stuck in a cluster of vines?)
Trent twitches, snaps open his eyes. *groan* "It's been a while since that 
happened," he mutters.
Reed_S clicks on his nightvision...
<SteveM> Rick: <OOC> Guess again, it's Sublime. Although the ending does bear 
mention... o/~ That's the way it had to be / They locked him up and threw away 
the key / Well I can't take pity on a man of his kind / Even though he now takes 
it in the behind o/~
Anya groans again..."go 'way."
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Trent: *cackle*
Trent also turns on his nightvision.
<Reed_S> mine's natural. :)
Ch`Dith doesn't, never has it off.
Rick looks around. "So... What did I miss?"
Vander gives up on the radio, and checks the APC's controls
<Trent> Ru: I'm a Juicer.  I could probably drink Ch`Dith under the table.
Ru`ach gulps. "Aima."
N`Mor <ooc> that thermovision or abient light enhancement? ;)
<N`Mor> +m
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Trent: I'm still amused by that..
<SteveM> *to Rick* "Not much except a fight against a crop of spellworms."
<Reed_S> <OOC> psionic power...
Ch`Dith is impervious to toxins, poisons and being drunk under the table.
<Maeryn> Ch.. anyone with nightvision can see the dark damp vinelike things 
everywhere they look instead of just feeling them
<Kasia> "Well, everyone else dissapeared with the bad guys. We're the only ones 
left."
Anya opens her eyes, sees it be very dark, doesn't feel well.
Maeryn flies over to Kas.. "what happened here?"
<Ch`Dith> Mae: any result in cutting myself free?
<Trent> Ch: Define impervious.
Ru`ach opens one eye. "Aimalle." Closes it.
<Kasia> *to Mae* "Just what Steve said..."
Reed_S lets out a loud sound he heard in a movie once...
<Rick> *To Steve* "So how did we end up here?"
<Maeryn> Ch.. you eventually bump into Anya
<Reed_S> <OOC> a krayt dragon call, from SW:ANH
<SteveM> *to Rick* "I don't know."
<Kasia> "Whaddya mean, 'here?' Do you have a bump on the head?"
Ch`Dith hears a mating call?
<Ru`ach> "Mishehu po?"
Trent gropes for his weaponry, making sure nobody's walked off with it before 
getting groggily to his feet.
<SteveM> <OOC> Thank you, Obi-Wan Reed.
<Ru`ach> "Mishehu?!"
<Reed_S> "HELLLOOOOOOO!!!!!!"
<Maeryn> *to Kasia* "that was some rift!"
Vander joins Steve and Kasia
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irssi to start acting up.. BBIAS)
Rick rubs his head. "Actually yes I do."
Kasia glances at Mae. "You could sense that?"
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<SteveM> *to Mae* "Say. WHAT?"
Anya tries to whack what hit her, groans and grabs her hand instead.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> What'd I miss?
<Reed_S> "HELLLOOOOOOO!!!!!!  ANYONE HOOOMMME!"
<Anya> <OOC> You found me.
Reed_S waits for the echo...
<Rick> <OOC> WB Ch'dith: Nothing.
<Maeryn> Ru.. you hear a gruff voice "quiet down"
Ch`Dith roars back. "THIS... IS NOT HOME!"
<Anya> <OOC> And I tried to hit you, without success.
N`Mor OOCly gets lost in the blending of the scenes ;)
Kasia frowns at Rick. "Sorry." She doesn't sound very sorry. "Here." She places 
her hand on Rick's head and Healing Touches him.
<Rick> REED: WHAT!!!
<Trent> . o O (Mein Gott, my head hurts.  Ch`Dith, you there?)
<Vander> *to Steve* "Oi, leader-boy! Can't get nuthin on the horn."
<Rick> oops sorry  IC
Reed_S rolls on tracking to find out where that came from...
Anya moans again...
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Rick: shut the fark up. yer not in this dimension.
<Kasia> <OOC>Rick: You're not there.
<Ru`ach> *eeps* "Mi ze sham?!"
<SteveM> *to Vander* "According to Maeryn, you probably won't. They've been 
rift-napped."
<Maeryn> Anya.. you feel something large and scaley bump into you
Reed_S rolls a 69, fails misererably...
<Vander> <OOC> Rick: Use <OOC> when talking in <OOC>
Reed_S rolls again
<Reed_S> 14...
<Rick> kasia: I just realized that.
<Reed_S> that's successful...
Anya tries whacking it, doesn't get very far.
<Maeryn> *to Kas* "yeah.. I sensed that.. wasn't *that* far away"
<Reed_S> Mae: which direction did I hear Ch`Dith roar from?
Ch`Dith looks down to see who he brushed past, sees Anya whapping his hide. 
Kasia frowns. "Mae... can you tell where they went?"
N`Mor <OOC> wonders if maybe we can concentrate on maybe one group at a time for 
short periods rather than the menagerie. ;)
<Ch`Dith> "I realise you're probably as confused as to our location as I am, but 
could you stop that?"
<Vander> *to Steve* "They were what?"
<Trent> <OOC> The cow has a point.
<Maeryn> Reed.. over there.. you can follow the sound
<Ru`ach> "Mi ze? Mishehu po?!"
Anya peers through the darkness, sees nothing.  "Ch'Dith?"
N`Mor <OOC> is RPing in multiple windows and if he glances away he gets lost in 
the plotmess.
<Ch`Dith> "Correct. Lie still for a second."
Maeryn shrugs *to Kas* "I probably could."
Reed_S draws his Zweihander and starts cutting in that direction.
<Kasia> <OOC> Okay. I suggest everyone that isn't... er... Ru sit down and quiet 
down.
Trent glances around. "What the fuck," he says in almost a whisper.
Ch`Dith lifts Anya up and to his back. "Hold on."
<SteveM> "Apparently, those refugees from the monastery were opening a rift and 
sucked most of the group through it."
<Anya> "Okay..." *feels getting lifted*
Ru`ach spellcasts: Sense Evil. Mae: What am I getting?
Ch`Dith then resumes cutting his way to where he sensed N'Mor.
<Vander> *to Steve* "Oh, that's just great! Now what're we s'posed ta do? Go 
chase after 'em?"
Anya holds on, not seeing anything, and massively confused.
<Maeryn> Ru is picked up.. tossed over someone's shoulder and carried into 
another room
<Reed_S> . o O (I hope you're reading my thoughts, dragon.)
<Trent> . o O (Ch`Dith?)
<Ru`ach> "Hazilu!"
<Maeryn> Ru.. you sense evil
<Kasia> <OOC> YO! Are we going to concentrate on one group or not?
<Ru`ach> "Hoshi'u!"
<Reed_S> . o O (or at least scanning for them...)
<SteveM> *to Vander* "Rift must've closed up after them. That rules out going 
right in to find 'em."
Ch`Dith . o O (Not reading.)
<Ru`ach> . o (Ma ani omeret? Afilu Ivrit lo mevinim po. Lama sheyavinu Ivrit 
shel Shabat?)
<SteveM> <OOC> Now I'll shut up.
<Maeryn> ok.. everyone but Ru.. take 5
<Reed_S> 'k
<Ch`Dith> roger.
Vander 5takes
<Kasia> <OOC> thanks. I was getting really confused. %P
<Reed_S> <OOC> wet bar, anyone?
<Trent> Aff, GM type.
<Ru`ach> "tasukete!"
Anya OOCly pauses her scene, goes back to the bar.
<Maeryn> RU.. you sense one evil being..
<Ru`ach> "tasukete kudasai?!"
Kasia goes to grab a shake. BRB
Vix <OOC> returns.
Reed_S heads over to the wet bar, adjusts his cylinders in the mirror.
Ru`ach 's brain returns to American for a sec. "HELP!"
<Reed_S> <OOC> those not in this scene, the #wetbar is open. :)
Maeryn switches nicks for Ru's scene
Maeryn is now known as Dylmar
<Ru`ach> <OOC> wheefun. *gulp* here we go.
<Ru`ach> "houro!"
<Dylmar> "quiet down, already. no one will hear you anyway."
<Ru`ach> "Ta'azov oti!"
<Ru`ach> "Let me go!"
Dylmar enters a dimly candlelit room
<Ru`ach> "Ma ata osse?! Meshugah!"
<Dylmar> it's cold and there are many shadows
<Anya>  
<Anya> whee
<Ru`ach> "Aimmalle."
<Dylmar> that one's not translated
<Dylmar> >
<Ru`ach> Mommy. Used to express fear. ;)
<Dylmar> ah
<Ru`ach> er... extreme fear. The other before is just plain fear.
SteveM <OOCly> moves "Why Don't We Get Drunk" to the Now Playing part.
Dylmar carries Ru to a crude alter in the center of the room
Trent oocly twitches.
<Ru`ach> "Ta'azov oti! Ma ata osse?!"
<Dylmar> Trent.. ye'll have an opportunity for vengence later
Vix <OOC> plays Vigilante 8 on an 8" b&w tv, set next to the computer. %)
<Dylmar> <ooc> 
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Ru`ach sets her mind straight. Goes to American. "What the hell are you doing?!"
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<Reed_S> 're Anya
<Rick> wb anya
<Dylmar> "I suggest you stop yer chattering before I have to stop it for you."
SteveM <OOCly> now hears "Flagpole Sitta"... 
Dylmar dumps Ru on the alter
Ru`ach attempts to kick Dyl.
Dylmar glares at Ru. "You shouldn't do that."
Dylmar goes to close the door
Ru`ach gets up and jumps him from behind. Insert kick attack.
Dylmar wanders about the room lighting more candles.. some are red.. most are 
black
Ru`ach <OOC> grabs her dice?
Dylmar growls and turns on Ru
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> No, she should lie down and let herself be strapped to the 
altar? That'd maybe work if she thought it was Trent doing the tying.... *ducks*
<Dylmar> Ru.. you kicked.. roll for damage
N`Mor <oocly> thinks that's a hint to roll, GM?
<N`Mor> <ooc> Ah. ;)
<Ru`ach> 5
<Ru`ach> :P
<Dylmar> sdc or mdc?
Trent <OOCly> glares at Ch`Dith, lets the people get back to the action.
<Reed_S> SDC, methinks...
<Reed_S> it's only a kick
<Dylmar> Ch.. btw.. that was funny ;)
<Ch`Dith> sdc. She ain't a dwagon.
Ru`ach <OOC> turns eyes on Ars for that.
<Kasia> <OOC> Isn't that to strike?
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> GM says "roll damage" so you roll damage.
<Dylmar> Kas.. nah.. she jumped him from behind.. strike was successful
<Kasia> <OOC> Okay. :)
Dylmar swats at Ru like a minor nuisance and continues lighting his candles.
Ru`ach sits on the ground, breathing heavily. Spelldoes: blind.
<Dylmar> <ooc> Ru.. you have psychic abilities?
<Ru`ach> newp.
<Ru`ach> GM: is he gonna try to save against that?
<Dylmar> yeah.. Reed.. what's the save against magic
<Dylmar> ?
<Ru`ach> 12
<Reed_S> 12 for spell magic, 15 for ritual
Dylmar rolls 3.. is blinded
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Yeah!
Ru`ach knees him in the groin.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Insult upon injury?
<Ru`ach> <OOC> . o O (Thank you, Vincent?)
Dylmar grabs at Ru
<Kasia> <OOC> Distance. Eyes. Cue. Look. Go!
Ru`ach attempts to break free.
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Kas: *chuckle* React!
Dylmar hollers.. it doesn't sound like he's as angry at being hurt as he should 
be
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<Reed_S> wouldn't Dylmar have a bonus for save vs. magic?
<Ru`ach> "Ben Zona!"
<Dylmar> Reed.. not enough to make it from a 3
<Reed_S> *nod*
You are now known as Reed_AFK
Ru`ach elbows him in the stomach. Is breathing heavily by now.
Dylmar grabs at the arm elbowing him and twists 
<Ru`ach> "Ben kalba! Ta'azov oti!"
Dylmar reaches around Ru and pins her arms at her sides. "Having fun?"
<Dylmar> you hear a bit of amusement mingled with the pain in his voice
Ru`ach stomps on Dyl's foot. "Let me go!"
Dylmar holds Ru tighter. "Not until I'm ready to."
Dylmar 's voice is calm and unsettling
Ru`ach <OOC> notes that blind should last 2min.
<Ru`ach> . o O (kon wa sorenari moteamasu des.)
Dylmar lifts Ru and stumbles across the room.. he hopes in the direction of the 
alter
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Ch`Dith <OOCly> is of course searching for the rest of the team, picking up 
whomever he finds etc...
<Ru`ach> <OOC> GM: "The victim is likely to stumble and fall every 10ft of 
movement."
<Rick> brb
<SteveM> <OOC> THAT. REALLY. SUCKED.
Rick is now known as Rickafk
<Kasia> <OOC> Ru: Don't correct the GM. ;)
Dylmar bumps into a candlestick and singes his shoulder
<N`Mor> She said he was stumbling. ;)
Ru`ach teekdoes. Makes one of the candlesticks fly at Dyl.
Trent applauds from the wetbar
Ch`Dith helps
Anya thirds that motion.
<Ru`ach> (11SD)
Dylmar ows.. uses empathy and feels Ru's fear.. smiles menacingly
<Rickafk> bak
Rickafk is now known as Rick
Ru`ach <OOC> wonders why The Longest Time is playing... >%)
Dylmar stumbles around until his vision clears
You are now known as Reed_S
<Reed_S> re' all
Dylmar hauls Ru back to the alter
Ru`ach teeks again with another candlestick.
<Ru`ach> (only 8SD this time)
Dylmar again at Ru.. (you get the impression he enjoys yer fighting)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Oooh. kinky?
<Dylmar> Reed.. what effect does sdc damage have on mdc armor?
<Trent> <OOC> I am going to HURT this guy.
<Ch`Dith> Dyl: Nil, zip, none.
<Ru`ach> . o O (What the hell is wrong with him?!)
<Reed_S> None
Dylmar <ooc> hopes she's not tarnishing her innocent reputation :)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> So am I if he's responsible for dropping us here.
<Ch`Dith> Mae: 
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Mae: *snicker*
<Ch`Dith> argh.
<Ch`Dith> Mae: Keeping an open mind and actively searching for known minds, do I 
hear her?
Dylmar dumps Ru on the alter.. 
Ru`ach ows.
<Dylmar> Ch.. nope
N`Mor <ooc>ly doubts that, dwagon.
<Dylmar> before we end this scene.. Ru sees a nasty looking whip she'll have an 
opportunity to acquire 
<Trent> o_O
Ru`ach can't do anything else- pain, fear, and a not strong enough cardiac 
muscle.
<N`Mor> *(scene dissolve)*?
<Ru`ach> "Shit."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> acquire?
<Dylmar> Reed.. what skill do ya roll against to identify magic things?
<Reed_S> hrrm...
<Ch`Dith> Mae: Dunno. dwagons just smell it right out of hand.
<Dylmar> Ch.. in other words.. she can add it to her collection of weaponry
Ru`ach <OOC> now hears the instrumental of I've Never Been In Love Before. What 
is wrong with this?! ;)
<Kasia> <OOC> *cackle*
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Ru: so many things you don't want to start counting.
<Reed_S> if there's 20 PPE in it, she can see it..
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> }8=>
<Reed_S> otherwise, no skill. :P
<Dylmar> ok.. Ru.. you see the whip is magical and can aquire it by the end of 
your ordeal
Ru`ach sees the magic in the whip, then.
<Dylmar> Ru.. FoM page 118.. Whip of Pain
<Ru`ach> :9
<Dylmar> the rest of the scene is implied.. 
<Reed_S> okay, can we get back to those of us in the vines?
Dylmar is a Noro Blood Druid performing a ritual 
<Reed_S> Kei: you's evil.
Dylmar is now known as Maeryn
<SteveM> (Mercifully)
Trent twitches again
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Oh, is that all? 
<Maeryn> next up is the group in the APC
<Ch`Dith> damn.
<Reed_S> ru: just how old is your character, anyways?
<N`Mor> <ooc> We ain't going anywhere fast.
Vander grumbles about magic and how much easier things would be if it weren't so 
untechish.
<Maeryn> those of you in the vines can go about finding each other tangled in 
the vines.. (vinelike things)
Maeryn eyes Vander.. "you have something against magic?"
Reed_S gets to where the dragon used to be... 
SteveM 's mental jukebox cues up "I Sit On Acid" by Lords of Acid and "Tarzan 
Boy", in that order.
<Reed_S> . o O (Okay, dragon... where'd you go now.  Gimme a sign to follow.)
Maeryn mumbles about not using her magic to follow the others
Vander heads back to the control room
Ch`Dith ROARS again.
Kasia finishes healing the bump on Rick's skull
SteveM sighs and shakes his head...
Trent wanders around semi-aimlessly, trying to head for the roar.
Reed_S attempts to follow the roar again...
Ch`Dith . o O (Follow the cut vines.)
<Reed_S> 60... fails miserably..
<SteveM> *to Rick (Yeah, so I don't know you, but we're using your name to 
eliminate confusion)*
Anya winces... . o O (Ch: I know you're being helpful and all, but that's a 
little loud.)
Maeryn mumbles about techies.. starts poking about the belongings left in the 
APC
<Rick> "Thanks Kasia."
<Reed_S> . o O (What cut vines, dragon?  they've grown back...
<Reed_S> )
<SteveM> "All right, who are you and how did you end up with this bunch?"
Trent blinks. . o O (Ch`Dith?)
<Rick> *To Kasia* What happened?"
<Rick> +"
Ch`Dith finds N'Mor, hauls 'im to 'is feet. "Can you see?"
<Anya> . o O ( Trent? )
<SteveM> (that was to Rick, Btw)
Kasia looks grim. "I think you'd better answer Steve's question while we try to 
figure that out."
Ch`Dith . o O (Here, with N'mor and Anya)
<N`Mor> "Stand back, and I can."
<SteveM> *to Rick* "to hear her tell it, you decided to run over the wrong 
Juicer at the wrong time."
Maeryn stumbles across Anya's journal.. "hey runt! take a look at this."
<Trent> . o O (Good.  Wait, anyone else we know around?)
N`Mor <oocly> thinks peoples are gonna want to move away from the cow.
<Vander> *to Mae* "Lookit whut?"
Reed_S rolls too high again...
Ch`Dith does a half-step back. "Try not to incinerate anything. The others may 
still be trapped."
<Anya> Mae: <OOC> Yeah, yeah, don't even let me notice it's gone... ;)
Ch`Dith . o O (That man with the protrusions on his head.)
<Reed_S> . o O (Ok, dragon, I'm lost.  Give another roar."
<Reed_S> )
Ch`Dith roars again.
<Rick> *To Steved* "My name is Rick Henkerton. And I drive the APC."
<Rick> -d
<Maeryn> *to Van* "this book that strange girl had.. what's in it?"
N`Mor grumbles. "You have a point."
Reed_S rolls a 25, finds the trail...
N`Mor rummages for his M.O.H.
<Vander> *to Mae* "Looks like a personal journal. It contains words. Why?"
<Maeryn> Anya.. <ooc> it's a subtle hint to the others to haul it around for ya 
;)
SteveM eyes Rick's funny outfit. "Ex-Coalition, huh?  Steve Mitchell. I'm the 
boss of this little outfit, such as it is."
<Anya> <OOC> Okee, fair enough.
<Ch`Dith> "I can see. Climb on my back and we'll try to find Trent.
<Trent> . o O (Goody.  He have a name?)
Reed_S rolls again... 32... finds the dragon.
<Reed_S> "What kept ya, dragon?"
Ch`Dith . o O (*droll tone* I neglected to ask. We were rather busy, as you may 
recall...)
Trent is oocly glad his M.O.H. is built into his helmet.
<Maeryn> *to Van* "No reason.. just curious. why don't ya bring it along.. if we 
get bored we can have a good laugh over it."
Vander shrugs, picks up the journal.
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<Ch`Dith> "I needed to get N'Mor out as well. Now to find Trent."
<Ch`Dith> ... dammit
<Anya> <OOC> DS: What. Did. You. Do?
<N`Mor> <ooc> I didn't do that one!
<Vander> Ack! GM go down the Hooooooooooooooooooooooooole!
Rick recognizes Steves name and Salutes him.
Ch`Dith mauls DS
<Trent> . o O (Heh.  Yeah, we were.  You might wish to ask...ahh hell, 
nevermind.  I'll be meeting up with you people soon enough anyway.)
<N`Mor> <ooc> It wasn'ty me! :(
Trent glares at N`Mor
<SteveM> "Hey Vander!  Come help me move these bikes into the bay!  You too, 
Rick."
<Reed_S> Rick: how would you recognize the name?
Ru`ach <OOC> eyes DS: Yeah, sure.
<Ch`Dith> Rick: Nil chance of that, ye ditz. He's barely known as it is.
Vander goes to give Steve a hand
<Rick> "Yes sir."
Kasia helps the guys
<N`Mor> <ooc> I moved the damn phone so I wouldn't kick it :P
Rick helps
<Trent> N`M: Suuure you did.
<Anya> <OOC> Yeah, we just have to give you a bad time. :)
<Reed_S> <OOC> don't forget my cycle.
<SteveM> "Stand easy, son. I'm not the Pope, John Wayne, or Emperor Prosek."
Vander loads folx's vehicles into the APC
<SteveM> <OOC> We won;t!
<Reed_S> I think we have QotN. :)
SteveM sets the Plow's security system to Mangle after returning it to Transport 
mode
Trent oocly raises an eyebrow at the last name.
<Anya> Mee too.
<Vander> *to Steve* "Doncha mean Emperor Prozac?" *chuckles*
<Vix> <OOC> I'm a pope!
Kasia grabs the strange bike she finds out by the fight scene, tosses it with 
the others, then looks to see if she can Object Read it
<SteveM> *to Vander* "Thanks for the correction."
<Anya> <OOC> Uhh, guys, we may want to pause for a second until we get the GM 
back.
<Rick> <OOC> I think I'm John Wayne in a past life.
<Reed_S> Kas: you should see that it belongs to a guy with metal cylinders in 
his head. :)
<Vander> Who's logging?
<Rick> agreed
<Reed_S> Van: I am.
<SteveM> Ars is.
<Vander> OK
<Rick> I need all the RP points I can get.
N`Mor always logs as well
<Kasia> I am, too.
Ru`ach , too.
<Reed_S> NM: where is yer lady love, anyways?
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<Reed_S> and speak of the Vamprie. :)
<Vander> re evil GM person
<Maeryn> reboo
<Kasia> Reed: Speak of the Faerie. ;)
<Rick> WB GM
<Maeryn> what I miss?
<SteveM> Mae: a possible QoTN
<Vander> Mae: We loaded everyone's vehicles into the APC
<Kasia> Mae: I Object Read Reed's cycle
<Rick> steve, Vander and I are loading the hogs onto the APC
<Vander> Except for N'Mor's rig and the Plow
<SteveM> Just the bikes... the other stuff gets moved into a rough circle.
<Maeryn> Van.. 'k.. lets back that up a sec.. anyone out and about interested in 
the dead wealthy guy?
<Vander> Mae: Nope
<Trent> <OOC> Very dead, IIRC.
Kasia taps Steve on the shoulder first chance she gets. "Hey... there was a bike 
out by the fight scene. It belonged to some Crazy, but I tossed it with ours. 
That okay?"
<Maeryn> Kas.. that sounds psychic
<Rick> MAE: And I'm treating Steve like I'm still in the coalition and he's my 
CO.
SteveM is... looks his messy mortal remains over.
Kasia goes over to the dead guy, looks for ID, and rifles the corpse.
<Vix> <OOC> 11 minutes 'till I boogie for the night, folks.
<SteveM> *to Kasia* ok.
<Reed_S> Kei: did you see the roll where I found the dragon?
<Kasia> Mae: It is.
<SteveM> +""
<Maeryn> Reed.. there anything Kas should know about yer cycle?
<Rick> Dead wealthy guy???
<Reed_S> just that it's an armed hovercycle.
<Kasia> Rick: Yeah, the wealthy dead guy.
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "Thought I saw him fighting with the others before the 
flashout."
N`Mor tries to climb the dragon's back, slipping from the slimey crap coating 
his hands and hooves.
<Maeryn> Reed.. nope
<Vander> <OOC> The buggers we were beating up were holding a wealthy guy who 
very quickly became a dead wealthy guy
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Rick: the dude we were trying to rescue and got chainsawed in 
the groin
Kasia nods. "All right. If we ever see him, he can get it back. If not, I think 
we can pawn it off."
<Trent> Ch`D: Gut.  Chainsawed in the gut.
<Trent> Give me some credit, at least.
<Maeryn> Kas.. you see a bunch of empty money pouches and gem bags
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "Good plan."
Vander joins Stve
Ru`ach is (probably) by this time sobbing.
Anya would offer a hand but isn't seeing much of anything.
<Rick> <OOC> everyone I was locked in the closet. I'm not suposed to know about 
this stuff
<Vander> *to Steve* "Any idea who this guy was?"
Reed_S rolled a 32... runs into the dragon.
Kasia curses in fluent Japanese. "Baka no dorobo. Baishunfu no ronin. They left 
nothing."
<Reed_S> "what kept ya, dragon?"
<Maeryn> Kas.. if you fumble through more of his pockets you find a concealed 
weapon
<SteveM> *to Vander* "The words, 'Wrong Place, Wrong Time' spring to mind."
<Ch`Dith> *thud* "I think some introductions are in order. I am known as 
Ch'Dith, and the woman on my back is known as Anya Morchenko. The bovine behind 
her is known as N'Mor."
Kasia does so, pulls it out. "Ah-ha! What's this?"
<Vander> *to Steve* "We're always in the wrong place at the wrong time."
<Reed_S> "Reed Somerset, Private Eye."
Kasia Object Reads the weapon
Anya attempts to peer through the darkness, sees nothing.
Trent idly wonders if anyone grabbed his chainsaw back on Earth
Ch`Dith blinks, peers at Reed's eyes. "What is with your eye?"
<Maeryn> Vix.. in yer dandelion drugged stupor you stumble across a skittish 
fellow, who drags you along towards the APC
<SteveM> *to Vander* "But this guy got caught alone. There's a world of 
difference in that."
<Trent> <OOC> *LOL*
<Kasia> Mae: What weapon did I find and claim? I just Psychometried it.
<Vander> *to Steve* "Well, let see if he's got any ID." *Starts going through 
the guy's pockets*
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> o/~ Take a trip on a rocket ship, baby / The sea is the sky... 
o/~
SteveM looks down, sees Trent's chainsaw. "C'mon, help me lift this meatcutter 
up."
<Trent> <OOC> Danke, Steve
<Kasia> *to Van* "I already tried that. Nothing there... only this." *shows off 
the weapon.*
Anya hmmms.  "Ch'Dith, where are we?  I can't see a thing."
<Trent> 30lbs, that thing is.
<Vander> "OK." *helps Steve with the chainsaw*
<Ch`Dith> "Around us on all sides are vines. Where we are, I do not know.
SteveM <OOCly> rediscovers the joys of PS 18. 
Ch`Dith . o O (Trent? Keep counting.)
<SteveM> *to Vander* "Thanks. I think I can carry it from here."
<Vander> "Roit"
Trent idly does not panic. . o O (Counting?)
<Maeryn> Kas.. you hold an inticately carved pistol and get an image of many 
good deeds
Ch`Dith . o O (I need some way to find you. Count, think a nursery rhyme, 
anything.)
<Kasia> <OOC> <Cheezyjapimationtranslation> Wai! Steve is soooo strong! </jap> 
*runs*
Ch`Dith heads in the direction of the thoughts.
<Vander> *to Steve* "By the way. Looks like that scholar babe left her journal 
behind." *hands it to Steve*
SteveM <OOCly> sends a foam beer bottle after the head of the fleeing Melter.
<Trent> . o O (You can track by thought?  Neat.  I'm assuming you picked up that 
other guy, right?)
<Maeryn> Kas.. it's a TW Starfire Pistol
<Kasia> "Huh." (shoves it in her pocket) "A Good Deed gun. Whaddya know."
<Maeryn> very ornamental
SteveM nods and takes the journal under his chin. "And to think her father left 
me a message to pass on to her."
Ch`Dith . o O (Correct.)
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Mae: Yer really handing out TW stuffle today, no? :(
<Ru`ach> er.. :9
SteveM gets all the loose weapons back into the APC.
<Maeryn> Ru.. yeah.. looked nifty :)
Vander <OOC> wants a TW gizmo!
<Anya> <OOC> It's mostly in English, details of Anya's life and travels, from 
Coalition days.  There's pieces in Russian, though. :)
<Trent> . o O (Err...is he going to attack me for...erm...that guy?)
Ch`Dith slashes a claw through the nearest set of vines and comes snout-to-face 
with Trent.
Anya hopes for light sometime soon.
<Ch`Dith> "Ask him yourself. Trent, be known to Reed Somerset Private Eye.
<Ch`Dith> "
<Maeryn> Van.. you notice a couple figures approaching
<Reed_S> "Howdy."
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "A Good Deed gun?  Didn't help him much... he deserved 
better."
Trent jolts backwards. "Jeez, don't do that."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Van: I dropped my TW cannon. 
<Vander> *to Steve* "Oi! We got company."
Kasia nods. "Dunno what it does, though..."
<Trent> "Reed, pleased to meet you, I hope.  I'm Trent Harris."
<Maeryn> is Vix paying attention?
<Vander> <OOC> Mae: He's dead gone
<Reed_S> "Don't worry about the dead guy.  Your dragon friend explained 
everything.  I think."
<Ru`ach> . o O (Hazilu? Mishehu? Somebody? Help? *repeat*)
Anya tries looking around again, watches there be still no light to speak of.
<Maeryn> ah.. ok
SteveM unslings his rifle and holds it by the part of the barrel nowhere near 
the trigger while he holds the other hand clear. *looks through the scope at the 
figures*
<Ch`Dith> Mae: Do I hear 'er?
Rick checks to make sure everything is secure in the APC.
<Trent> "Oh.  Erm...good.  So, does anyone have a clue as to where the hell we 
are?"
<Maeryn> Van.. the two figures approach.. one looks scared out of his wits and 
is leading the other
<Vix> <OOC> Eh?!
<Maeryn> Ch.. nope
<Vander> *to Steve* "Whattayathink?'
<Maeryn> in the interests of not having to repeat that much.. Ru is not in the 
same place as the rest of you
SteveM brings down the rifle to a trail arms position. "Think we'd better have a 
looksee."
<Reed_S> "So, big guys, any idea where we are?"
<Vander> *to Steve* " 'k."
<Ch`Dith> "No."
Kasia trails the guys as they size up the newcomers
Vix wanders in, blinking a few times, and leaning absently on his staff.
<Trent> "I was hoping you would, actually.  Did anyone think to try the radios?"
<SteveM> "Kasia, you mind the store, ok?"
<Rick> <OOC> Reed: Whats the radar distance on the APC?
Anya starts trying to feel around in the dark, suddenly *winces*.
<Reed_S> "I would have, if I had my radio on me."
Kasia shrugs. "Sure, if you can take care of it..." she hangs back, but tries to 
catch the conversation.
<Maeryn> Steve.. the scared figure looks like some sort of servant and is very 
upset.. 
Vander heads out to meet the new comers
N`Mor <oocly> wonders who Anya groped. ;)
Trent does so. "Erm...anybody? Hello?"
<Anya> NM <ooc> nobody...I'm on Ch'D's back, so...
<Maeryn> the other appears to be wearing priestly type robes.. (Vix.. that's 
you)
<SteveM> *to J. Random Servant* "You ok?"
<Maeryn> Cow.. not you ;)
<Vander> *to the two new guys* "Who're you?"
<Reed_S> rick: 30 miles
Maeryn servant starts to say something to steve and then sees the dead guy
N`Mor slides off of the dragon's back, landing with a *squish* on the soft.. 
errr... ground.
<Anya> "ow, ow, *string of russian curses*"
<Trent> *over the radio* "Hello?  Dammit, is anyone there?"
Vix looks up. "My name.. is Vix Vapirrub, Deranged Clown at Large.
<Rick> <OOC> Van: Do you mean me?
Anya hears the radio...that came through?
<Maeryn> the servant rushes over to the dead guy and flings his arms around him 
and blubbers
<Vander> <OOC> No
Vix half-bows, and then stares just over Vander's left shoulder.
<N`Mor> <ooc> Vix... Vapirrub? *groan* ;)
Ch`Dith <OOCly> mauls Vix
<SteveM> *to Vix* "No kidding??"
Kasia blinks at the servant. "Hey, you okay?"
<Anya> "Hey Ch'Dith...can I get put down?"
SteveM goes over to the servant and lays a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry."
Rick gets out of the APC and joins the reat of the group
<Rick> -a+s
Vander heads over to the APC and waits for the others
<Vix> *to Steve* "Would I lie to someone I don't know, or am I merely saying the 
word 'pink' very quickly, so it only SOUNDS like I'm saying something else?"
Ch`Dith kneels and spreads out a wing so Anya can slide off his back.
<Maeryn> servant.. "he was such a kind man.. *sob*"
N`Mor peers at Trent through his M.O.H. "It doesn't look like we can reach 
anyone."
Anya does so, wincing the whole way down.
<Ch`Dith> "Are you injured?"
<SteveM> *to Vix* "Interesting worldview you have, Mr. Vapirrub?  Steve 
Mitchell."
<Anya> "Yeah, I think I landed bad."
<Maeryn> the gang in the vines.. every so often something squishy seems to crawl 
across you
Kasia stands up and frowns at Vix. "Watashi no namae wa, Kasia desu. Anata wa, 
dare desu ka?"
Ch`Dith places a claw upon Anya's shoulder and lets the healing energy flow.
Trent 's nodding silvery helmet is clearly visible. He swears softly before 
speaking up. "I'm really starting to loathe this place."
<Kasia> (very slowly, as if to a child)
<Vix> *to Steve* "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Hamburgers. My name is Jimmy 
Ballentinaro. I'm new to these parts."
Rick looks at the stranger. "Hi. My name's Rick Henkerton. What's yours?"
<Reed_S> "Join the club."
<Ch`Dith> Anya: 8 SDC recovered.
Vix blinks at Kasia, then smiles oddly. "Only on Wednesdays."
SteveM momentarily checks Vix' head for MOM implants, finds none.
Trent turns to Anya. "Can you walk?"
Vander lights up his pipe and puffs at it agitatedly
Kasia glances at Rick. "He's stoned, insane, and fruity. Don't bother."
Anya stands up rather unsteadily...
Maeryn flies around the runt.. "you guys gonna forget about the others now?"
<Anya> "Yeah, Trent, I can walk.  Seeing, on the other hand..."
<Vander> *to Mae* "Not hardly. I just don't know how we gonna find 'em."
Kasia frowns. "I asked you a *question,* baka!"
<Rick> *to Kasia* "ok."
<Kasia> (to Vix)
<Maeryn> *to Van* "you don't know how?"
<Reed_S> I look around with my night vision... other than the party, who can I 
see?
<Reed_S> s/who/what/
Anya feels around her belt, finds a small case...
<SteveM> "Shut it off, Maeryn. We haven't forgotten, we just don't have the 
foggiest idea how to find them or get them back here."
Trent sighs. "I don't have a light, sorry."
<Vix> *to Steve/Kasia* "Well, you've passed the test. My name's Vix Devaris, if 
you really want to know. And I didn't answer you. Pay more attention."
Ch`Dith strikes out a claw, snagging whatever tried to crawl across his back.
<Vander> *to Mae* "I'm a grease monkey, not a psychic, dammit!"
Anya opens the case in the dark, gropes around it.
Vix leans on his staff with one arm, in a relaxed fashion. He pulls a pair of 
sunglasses out of his robe and slips over his face.
Kasia smirks. "Well. Interesting. Dare desu ka? Or Nihongo ga wakarimasen?"
Rick gets an idea and turns on the APC's lights.
<Maeryn> *to Steve* "don't holler at me or I just might not help you."
Trent is resisting the urge to shoot something and set it on fire.
Anya feels something slimy slide by..."On second thought, I'm glad I can't see."
<Rick> MAE: Do I see anything?
<Vander> <OOC> Rick: Are you paying attention?
<Kasia> <OOC> Rick: What the hell?
<Vix> *to Kasia* "What are you talking about? I've never even *been* to Dallas!"
<SteveM> "Sorry Mae. I don't think anyone here's quite used to the idea of 
having our friends rift-napped before our very eyes."
<Maeryn> Rick.. it's dark for the others.. you see what's going on around you
<Rick> <OOC> I desided if everyone's trying to see in the darkness to shed some 
light.
Reed_S starts to feel a little sluggish, starts patting himself down.  "I know I 
have a package of Twinkies here *somewhere*."
Vander pointedly ignores the Faerie, and continues to puff on his pipe
<Reed_S> Rick:" but you are not with the group that's trying to see in the dark.
<Maeryn> *to Steve* "so quit yer whining and just follow them."
<Reed_S> -"
<Trent> Rick: You're NOT in the same place as us.
Kasia shakes her head and smiles. "Then the answer to my second question is 
Hai."
<SteveM> *to Mae* "How?"
<Trent> *to Reed* "Twinkies?  What the hell do you need Twinkies for?"
<Vix> *to Kasia* "No, the answer is: Five tons of flax!"
Maeryn smiles her prettiest smile.. *to Steve* "Well if you ask nicely..." 
<Vander> *to Mae* "Whattayamean 'just follow them'?! We can't just wave our 
hands, dance the Hokey Pokey, and pop off after 'em!"
<Ch`Dith> "What are 'twinkies' ?"
Reed_S finds a package, and downs both.  "There... that'll do for another few 
hours."
<Kasia> "Naah. That's the answer to: What weighs the same as five tons of gold?"
<Ru`ach> . o O (Hazilu. Mishehu. Bevakasha. Help, dammit!)
Anya pulls out the things in the case.
Maeryn laughs at Vander.. "ohyeah.. I can.. but you can't, can you?"
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Kas is going to try to outweird Vix?
<Reed_S> "As for why, le'ts just say it's necessary for the implants to work."
Trent rolls his eyes inside his helmet, is glad he took the Juicer augmentation 
instead of MOM.
SteveM summons some of his elaborate patience. "Please, Maeryn, tell us how to 
find our friends."
Vander blows smoke at the Fearie. "If you have a way to find them, quit being 
and annyance and *do* it!"
<Trent> "So, do you think we should stay here or move out?"
<Maeryn> Ru.. every so often a small being comes and tends to your injuries.. 
doesn't understand your words and makes no attempt at conversation
Anya sticks them on..."I knew having those on my belt would come in handy..."
<Reed_S> "Move out."
<Vix> *to Kasia* "No, I'm afraid you're quite mistaken. The only thing that 
weighs the same as five tons of gold is GOD, and all the respectives OD's."
<Trent> "What things?"
<Ch`Dith> "Staying here serves no purpose save those of whoever brought us here. 
I vote we try to find a way out."
<Kasia> "Including OD's on Mai Tais?"
<Vix> "I don't wear ties. They clash with my hair color."
Anya peers in Trent's general direction.  "Infrared binoculars."
<Maeryn> *to Steve* "geez.. all ya had to do was ask.. no need to be getting 
cranky.." 
<Trent> "Okay.  What the hell, I'll take point, unless someone has an idea what 
direction to go."
<Kasia> "You just like clashing ideas."
SteveM wisely decides not to comment on that.
<Vander> *to Steve* "We'd better get Ch'D's TW cannon loaded before we do 
anything else
<Vander> ."
<Vix> "Everything is true, you know, and the truth mixes with truth like bulls 
in a river."
<Ru`ach> . o O (Mishehu? Dracon? Ata po? Ata shome'a?)
Rick climbs into the driver's seat and fires her up.
Kasia clicks her tongue. "You're changing the rules."
Trent draws his a pistol and his vibro-knife, heads in a fairly random 
direction, since the compass in the helmet is not working well.
<Maeryn> the gang in the vines.. you wander around in the vinelike things.. and 
there always seems to be more
Reed_S draws his Zweihander...
<Kasia> <OOC> Rick... what are you doing...
SteveM nods. "Sure, Vander. Give me a hand?"
Ch`Dith decides to just start digging straight down on the philosophy that 
wherever this is, there has to be a "ground" somewhere....
Vander helps Steve get the cannon loaded.
Reed_S helps the Dragon.
Anya follows the reddish form of trent, laser rifle in a firing position.
<Ru`ach> . o O (Dragon? Are you there? Can you hear? *desperation*)
<Vix> "Rules are for the people behind you. De stella martis, non sum."
Ch`Dith isn't there, can't hear.
Maeryn flies around Steve's head.. "y'know.. maybe we better hurry if you want 
to follow them."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Gomen.
Trent stops. "Well, what the hell." He holsters the weapons he got out and 
helps.
Kasia shrugs. "I've never had Stella's martinis, but they can't be as good as 
mine."
Anya stops.
<Rick> <OOC> *kasia* testing the engine.
Vander gets everything secured
<SteveM> *to Maeryn* "Why?"
Anya touches the ground, shivers.
Kasia thinks she's figured out what Vix is doing, and is determined to beat him 
at his own game if it takes an hour.
Ch`Dith pauses. "What is it?"
<Maeryn> *to Steve* "If we wait too long, the energy in the area will gone.. and 
I can't do it alone."
N`Mor slithers downward through the slimey... things... with the others. "Tis 
is.. quite disgusting."
<Vander> *to Vix and Kasia* "Oi! We gettin goin, or are ye gonna stand there 
gabbin'?!"
<SteveM> *to Maeryn* "How long before the energy dissipates?"
<Reed_S> "Got that right, big guy."
<Trent> "Ah, well.  Live with it."
<Anya> "It's slimy...where the hell have we disappeared to?"
<Vix> "Stella doesn't make martinis. *mumbled* Now, shut up before you ruin any 
chance I've got of getting money out of one of your friends, kindly."
Kasia turns to Vander. "Sure."
<Ch`Dith> "I do not know."
<Maeryn> *to Steve* "Well.. if you had asked me sooner..."
Kasia laughs at Vix. "I win. Bye, now."
Anya pulls a clump of slimy weeds out of the way.
<SteveM> *to Mae* "Just tell me how long we have left to do whatever it is you 
propose. Please."
Kasia heads over to Steve and Mae.
<Vix> *to Kasia* "Or was I just talking to you to distract you while I picked 
your pocket?"
Maeryn shrugs at Steve.. "a few minutes.. maybe"
<Vander> *to Mae* "Then let's get started!"
Anya mutters things in a low gutteral growl.
Vander goes up to the control room to join Rick
Vix shrugs, and pulls a joint out of his robe. He looks around at the people 
nearby. "Anybody got a light?"
<Rick> *to Vander* "So what's going on?"
<SteveM> *to everybody present* "All right, we need to work out who all is going 
and who all is staying to watch over the stuff."
Kasia holds up her Wilks and very slowly levels it at Vix's head. "This isn't a 
deadly weapon, but I am a deadly person. Now, without any games, I would like to 
tell you that any theivery on your part from me or my friends will result in 
your immediate execution. Wakarimasu ka?"
<N`Mor> <ooc> There's yer light.
<Kasia> "... and don't smoke."
<Vander> *to Rick* "Looks like we're gonna ride the magic railroad to where ever 
our friends popped off to."
<Maeryn> *to Steve* "I've never tried this without Tre'vr.. but where they 
went.." her voice trails off in a doomlike way
<Reed_S> How long do we go "down" in this place?"
<Ru`ach> . o O (tasukete! tasukete kudasai?!)
Trent oocly wonders what Kasia has against pickpockets
<SteveM> *to Vix* "I've seen her do some strange stuff to smokers when they try 
to light up."
<Ru`ach> . o O (Mishehu shome'a?)
<Anya> <OOC> o/~ Everything you know is wrong/ Up is down, black is white, and 
short is long... o/~
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Trent: When they're either her pockets or Steve's...
Kasia holsters the laser pistol, puts a hand on Steve's arm. "I don't want to 
leave you... or be left behind."
<Vander> *to Steve* "I ain't staying here! Wherever the guys are, they'll need 
help."
<Vix> "Tssk tssk. I thought you'd won? It seems you've lost, after all."
<SteveM> *to Mae* "Once we find them, will we have a chance to get back?"
Vix shakes his head sadly at Kasia. "Threatening an unarmed man."
<Rick> *to Vander* "Well at least we're finally doing something. I'm tire of 
just sitting here."
<SteveM> "Kasia, see if you can't get that servant type up here."
<Maeryn> *to Steve* "if we find enough energy..."
Anya pulls another clump of slimy stuff out of the way, groping, feels another 
slimy creature.  "I'm gonna kill whatever god thought this was funny, I am."
Kasia ignores Vix, goes to get the servant guy.
<Maeryn> the servant seems to have run off
<SteveM> . o O (I have a plan...)
<Kasia> *to Vix* "How do I know you're unarmed? A staff can be a deadly weapon, 
and so can hands and feet."
<Vander> *to Steve* "If it's magical energy the bug needs, we still have those 
Stones."
Kasia turns back to Steve. "The servant's gone."
Trent tears slimy things apart with his hands. "I'm helping you."
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "Dammit!" *to Mae* "What about those Stones Vander was 
talking about? Can you use those?"
Reed_S <OOC> got lost in the scroll... what's going on?
<Maeryn> *to Vander* "what stones?"
<Reed_S> <OOC> scroll and ... distractions. :P
Vix pulls a pistol out of his robe, and smiles at Kasia. "Well, this is how you 
can be sure. Oh, look, I'm not unarmed. Sorry, my mistake. Okay, where were we? 
Ah, yes, you were pointing the gun at my head. It's rather an ugly gun, by the 
way. Wouldn't you rather have mine?"
<Trent> <OOC> I bet we're going the wrong way.
<Anya> Reed: <OOC> we're digging and moaning, they're talking about stones, and 
Ru is god knows where. :)
<Trent> Reed: Digging.
Ch`Dith slashes through more vines. "That makes three of us."
<Kasia> *to Vix* "Naah. I'd rather have one that works than that one, any day."
<Vander> *to Mae* "We took some magic Stones off a bugger called Fred. He was 
trying to open a Rift to somewhere with them."
<Trent> Vix: Actually, the wilks is quite a nice looking gun.
SteveM tosses the SC energy weaponry in the Plow, rearms the security system 
(which is now rest to Mangle), and rejoins the group
Reed_S continues digging as well,  "Take that, you foul smelly vines!"
<SteveM> err, reset
<Maeryn> *to Vander* "how many you got?
Anya looks strangely at the Crazy.  "Well, I don't think the vines are 
listening...but if it helps..." She grins.
<Vix> *to Kasia* "I'd hate to think what'd happen to you if you were to kill 
me."
<Vander> *to Mae* "Two. The third one we returned to the church it got stolen 
from."
Kasia looks incredibly surprised. "Did I say I was going to kill you?"
Rick puts on his headset. "What are these rune stones Vander is talking about"
<Maeryn> the group in the vinelike things.. one of you hacks into an alien leg
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Vix: If you start a sentence with "If you strike me down" I'm 
going to do just that.
<Trent> "Aw, what the fuck?"
<Vix> <OOC> Bah, that's too corny even for me. :)
<Anya> "What?"
Ch`Dith blinks, digs out the rest of the leg and possibly attached being.
<Trent> "I hit...er, it looks like a leg."
<Vix> *to Kasia* "Yes. Just after you admitted you were a cabbage."
<Anya> "Ewwwwwww...what is that?"
<Maeryn> *to Vander* "lemme see."
Reed_S takes a look at the leg... is it attached to a body?"
<Reed_S> -"
<Maeryn> Ch.. you dig and pull up the leg.. unattached
SteveM points at Vix. "I hope you signed on for action, Mr. Royale-with-Cheese, 
because you will find it."
Vander gets the Stones out of his toolbox
<Vander> *to Mae* "These is them."
Trent looks at the leg, then at the hole.
Anya smells it.
Vander holds the Stones out for Mae to see
<Vix> *to Steve* "No, my name is Vix Devaris. YOU'RE the one named Mr. 
Hamburger."
<Trent> "Ch`Dith, are you sure this is a good idea?"
Maeryn looks over the stones.. looks around the area at unseen energy
Vix puts his pistol and joint away, and smiles pleasantly.
Kasia once again ignores Vix. "What's our plan?"
<Trent> "Because if you are, I have a much quicker idea."
<SteveM> *to Vix* "Whatever. The point is, you're coming with us."
<Maeryn> *to Vander* if we're quick.. there might be enough energy left here to 
use with those stones..."
<Vix> "Great. I'm sick of walking."
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "Maeryn is going to open a rift, and I'm going to go into it 
and get our friends back."
<Vander> *to Steve* "OI! Boss! The bug's got us a ticket!"
<Anya> "I think I'm gonna be sick."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> I think epic is dropping lines again...
Kasia frowns. "_You_ are."
<Trent> Ch`D: Damn.
<Maeryn> if you fumble in the dark.. the leg feels like it's decomposing
<Trent> "Ch`Dith, are you sure this is a good idea?"
<Ch`Dith> "It's dead, Trent."
<Trent> (to repeat myself)
<SteveM> "I can't force any one of you to come along."
<Trent> "Because if you are, I have a much quicker idea."
<Vix> <OOC> Ch: And you were warning *ME*? ;)
Ch`Dith <OOCly> didn't catch it again.
<SteveM> "You're welcome to come if you want, though."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Of course.
<Trent> "I have a much quicker idea than digging down."
<Ch`Dith> "Which would be?"
Kasia raises an eyebrow and looks determined. "You think you can leave me 
behind?"
<Reed_S> "Let's hear it."
<Maeryn> "I can get us close.. won't be big doorway.. won't last long.. and I 
don't know how long before I can get us back.."
<Anya> "Let's hear it.  I don't think this is working."
<Kasia> "We'll solve that when we get there, Mae. Open the door."
<Trent> "Simple.  Fire."  He climbs out of the hole they've been digging.
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "Wouldn't even dream of it."
<Vander> *to Mae* "Roit!" *to Steve* "Hey, boss! We going?"
<Anya> "Fire...where are we going to get fire?"
<Reed_S> "Fire?  You want the dragon to give it a burst?"
<Maeryn> "alright.. you all get ready.. only what you can carry..."
SteveM does get the C-12 from the APC storage, though, and locks all the doors 
on N'Mor's rig.
Kasia grabs her armor quickquick and gets into it while Mae does that voodoo she 
does so well.
Ch`Dith nods, then looks over at N'Mor. "Together on three. One, Two... *breathe 
in*
Vander grabs his laser rifle and ion gun off the Hog, and makes sure his armour 
is secure
Anya thinks for a second..."Stupid question, Anya."
Maeryn takes the stones from Vander and sets about performing some sort of 
ritual.. drawing in the dirt and setting the stones down
Trent jerks a thumb at Ch`Dith. "Yes, that was the idea. You might want to get 
out of the hole first, though."
<Ru`ach> <OOC> <as Ch'D> "Four. Um. Oops?" ;)
Reed_S leaps up
<Vix> *to Steve* "Hey, do you have a light?"
<SteveM> *to Vander* "Does the so-called Emperor have a name that sounds like an 
anti-depressant?"
N`Mor holds his palms together, and a flicker of white flame appears between 
them.
Trent hauls Anya out of the hole
Reed_S grabs one of the slimy vines...
Ch`Dith vomits forth a concentrated blast of pure hellfire, aimed straight down.
Anya gets hauled out of the hole, stands by trent.
<Ch`Dith> 9 MD
<Vix> <OOC> I think that was oddly coordinated. Synchronicity, I believe. ;)
<Ru`ach> . o O (It's hopeless.)
N`Mor unleashes a fiery column of flame at the soft squishy stuff.
<Vix> <OOC> "Do you have a light?" *frooowsh* *FWOOOOSH*
Maeryn starts singing and hops around the circle in the dirt
SteveM pulls his Panther Pulse Laser out. "This is all I can reach right now."
Anya watches fire flare her infrared goggles, flips them up.  "Light!"
Kasia glances at Vix. "Light?" She grins. The joint explodes.
Vander also grabs his toolbelt, and his last TW Daylight Flare
SteveM puts his helmet on while he's at it.
<Maeryn> Reed.. the slimy vine is squishy too.. and it stinks and oozes when you 
grab it
Reed_S lets go, lands near Trent...
Vander makes sure his shotgun's in it's back holster 
Anya starts going through what's on her person, while waiting.
Trent chuckles. "Yeah, I think that this will provide a bit of light.
<Trent> +"
Kasia waits for Mae to get done spellcasting
<Maeryn> as the fire is lit.. a grumble shakes the world around those of you in 
the vinelike things
<SteveM> "Hey Rick! Are you coming or do you want to mind the store until we get 
back?"
<Reed_S> "Well, Toto, I don't think we're in Texas anymore."
Vix blinks as a popping sound comes from his robes, then ahhhs! and pulls the 
robe up to his nose and inhales deeply. "Ah! Great, thanks."
<Trent> "Err...uhm...shit?"
Rick checks the APC systems. Everything apears to be working fine.
Ch`Dith looks up. . o O (Who is this? Announce yourself!)
Anya finds some neat things that she's glad she had in her pockets, but is 
missing something...
<Ch`Dith> Mae: sense evil?
Vander <OOC> thinks Rick's gonna get left behind
Anya hears the grumble....
SteveM <OOCly> ohyeahs, <ICly> stashes Anya's journal in his backpack
<Anya> "Uh oh."
Maeryn sings louder.. (she has such a beautiful little voice.. almost with an 
Irish accent when she sings)... and a hole starts to form in the air
Rick follows everyone.
<Maeryn> Ch.. nothings
<Reed_S> "We're in trouble."
Vix tears a piece of smoldering fabirc off his robe and drops it on the floor. 
He snuffs it with one foot.
<Anya> "You can say that again.
Trent 's hand flashes down to his right holster, drawing his pistol.
<Anya> +"
<Reed_S> "We're in trouble."
Kasia waits and watches
<Trent> . o O (How much progress have you made?  Because, I think it might be 
wise to not do that any more.)
Vander stands ready, hurriedly stashes away his pipe as he realizes he's still 
smoking it
SteveM sees Rick head out, secures the APC. *muttered* "Lord, please watch over 
this convoy. I'd like to come back and have it all be as I remember it. Amen."
<Maeryn> the gang in the vines.. you feel something like an earthquake.. yer 
world shakes and rumbles
Ch`Dith sweeps the ashes away with his claws.
<Ru`ach> Mae: can I feel the shaking at wherever it is I am?
Anya smiles at Reed.  "Crazy sense of humor...I like...uhoh."
<Maeryn> Ru.. nope.. yer not near them
Ch`Dith has a sudden chilling thought.
SteveM buckles the vibrosaber to his waist... "C'mon, you want to live forever?"
Ru`ach starts thinking really depressing thoughts.
Vix blinks at Steve, then shrugs, and says to nobody in particular, "I'd ask Her 
to protect the convoy, but it would probably backfire. It always does. Like when 
a village prays for rain during a drought, and it is wiped out by a flood the 
next day."
N`Mor grabs on to the nearest slippery vine for support. "This... place is? 
No..."
<Vander> *to Steve* "What? Now we're gonna start with the Conan quotes?"
<Anya> . o O ( I wasn't brought up with no religion, but if there's a God, and 
you're listening, please let us all out of this in one piece?"
<Anya> s/"/)
<SteveM> . o O (Actually, I *did,* but what the hell.)
Trent starts muttering to himself, too quietly to be heard by the others. 
"Please don't have my idea kill everyone, please don't have my idea kill 
everyone, etc..."
<SteveM> *to Vix* "We get the point."
Ch`Dith belches forth another blast, on the philosophy that action is better 
than inaction.
<SteveM> *to Vander* "Why not? 's never stopped you before."
Maeryn sings.. higher and higher the pitch goes until the rift is barely large 
enough to accomodate Steve.. 
Maeryn droops a little.. looking more and more worn out
<Vander> *to Steve* "Point."
Vix nods.
Trent lights his jet pack, hovering a few inches off the ground.
<Vander> "Let's move it people!"
<SteveM> "you coming with us, Mae?"
<Maeryn> the gang in the vinelike things is tossed around in the vinelike things 
rather violently
Ch`Dith sinks in all four claws, doesn't budge
Anya gets tossed around, does not keep her footing.
Maeryn nods her head slightly at Steve.. "go now..."
<Trent> *yelled* "This was a bad idea!"
<Anya> "Yow, yick!"
<SteveM> "Everybody going to Dimension X that's going to Dimension X!"
N`Mor barely hangs on, but makes with the burning like the dragon.
Kasia dives through the portal after Steve
<Vander> "ROIT!" *jumps into the rift after Steve*
Reed_S climbs through the vines...
SteveM steps through....
<Vander> </slide>
Trent wasn't standing on the ground, is still knocked around some.
Vix dives through the portal, shouting "Sitting Bear!
Anya picks herself up off the ground, gets knocked right back down.
<Maeryn> a path starts forming through the vines.. with a small light at the 
other end
Rick fires up the APC and heads for the Vortex. "Next stop Demention X."
<Kasia> Rick: No.
Ru`ach feels nothing wrong, apperantly.
Trent looks. "What the hell?"
Ch`Dith , once the path is broad enough to accomodate humans, ceases burning.
<Vander> <OOC> Rick: THE RIFT IS ONLY LARGE ENOUGH TO FIT PEOPLE_SIZED PEOPLE!!!
<Anya> "Light!  Real light!  Outside light!  Hallelujah!"
<Kasia> <OOC> Rick: The portal can accomidate one count one human being at a 
time. The APC will not fit.
Rick hears kasia's scream. Ans stops
<Maeryn> Rick.. Maeryn tried her best, but the APC just won't fit
<Rick> -s+d
<SteveM> . . o o O O (Thhiiissss iiiissss aaaa ffiiirrrsssttt... Ttthhhe 
ffiirrsssttt tttiiiimmmeee ttthhhaaattt Iiii eeevvvveeerrr 
WWWIIILLLLIIINNNGGGLLYYY wweenntt iinnttoo aaa rriifftt...)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Rick: Which part of "Rift the size of Steve" did you fail to 
understand?
Reed_S reaches down and grabs Anya's hand... "Hold on!"
Anya takes Reed's hand, holds onto her rifle with the other..."Thanks!"
<Maeryn> the path through the vines gets large enough for you all to *crawl* 
through one at a time
<Ch`Dith> "Go!"
<Maeryn> still only a tiny light on the other side
<SteveM> <Closed Captioned For The Wormhole Speech Impaired> . o O (This is a 
first. The first time that I ever WILLINGLY went into a rfit.)
<Vix> . o O ( Heeeeeeyyyyy, Iiiiiii ttttthhhhhiiiiinnnnkkkk Iiiii 
ssssmmmeeelllll haaaaammmm. )
Anya goes, is suddenly grateful that Mitka always liked to play war games.
<Kasia> *chuckle*
Trent shuts off his jetpack, starts crawling rapidly, weapons still out.
<Vander> . . o o O O (Oooooooooooootiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiii!)
<Ru`ach> Vix: %)
<SteveM> <OOC> . o O (Hey, Vix smells what the Rock's been cookin'!)
<Reed_S> "Okay, girl! You go next!"
<Maeryn> Ru.. yer caretaker brings you some food
<Kasia> . o O (Rrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiicoooooooolaaaaaaaaaa!)
<Maeryn> Rick.. you going through?
<Kasia> ... make that <OOC> ;)
Anya crawls after Trent, trying not to think of the slimyness.
<Reed_S> Kas: it's better ICly. :)
Ru`ach curses in a mixture of Hebrew and Japanese.
Reed_S crawls through after Anya...
Rick heads for the vortex.
<Ru`ach> <OOC> You guys are leaving me here?!
<Trent> . o O (Ch`Dith, what about you and N`Mor?)
<Anya> <OOC> Ru: You are nowhere near us, so says GM type person.
Maeryn follows into the rift 
<SteveM> Ru: <OOC> Doubt it, with our luck, you may find yourself with five new 
playmates.
<Trent> <OOC> We're not going through the rift, I think.
<Ru`ach> Anya: I know. But technically, yer still leaving me behind.
<Maeryn> Ru.. yer on the other side of the rift.. just not in the same place yet
<Anya> <OOC> Semantics. :)
<SteveM> err, six
Vander <OOC> listens to Wierd Al's "Gump" :)
Ru`ach knocks the food dish(es) over.
<Maeryn> 'k.. the vine gang....
<Trent> Ja?
<Maeryn> who crawled through first?
Ch`Dith waits until everyone's out the other end of the path.
<Anya> . o O (Trent, do you see anything that's not vines? )
<Trent> Ich
<Anya> Mae: Trent.
<Anya> Then me, then Reed.
Ru`ach boogies to Cirque du Soleil music rather occly.
<Maeryn> Ch.. you crawling through in human form to fit?
<Ru`ach> s/occ/ooc/
<Ch`Dith> Mae: No, I'm waiting until Trent tells me there's enough room at the 
other end, then teleporting there.
<Reed_S> . o O (You coming, Dragon?)
<Maeryn> Ch.. ah.. 'k
Ch`Dith . o O (Is there room on the other end for me to be?)
SteveM <OOCly> steps into the "Twilight Zone"
N`Mor couldn't fit if they have to crawl through.
<Trent> Mae, is there?
<Maeryn> Trent crawls.. at the other end of the vinelike things...
<SteveM> N'M: You could if you immolated yourself?
N`Mor <ooc> is a beefy cow. ;)
<Reed_S> *chuckle*
<Trent> . o O (Hold on)
<Maeryn> N'Mor.. yer dragon size too?
Ch`Dith <OOCly> eats N'mor for that.
<SteveM> <OOC> "Mmmmm.... BEEFY!"
<Anya> Mae: No, but he's bigger than a person.
<Maeryn> Trent.. you crawl out from under something ushy and gushy
<N`Mor> Mae: no, but I'm at least three times Trent's bulk ;)
<Maeryn> N'Mor.. ah.. how ya gonna get out?
<N`Mor> Good question ;)
<Reed_S> Can't da dwagon carry him?
<Trent> *muttered* "What the hell is this place?"
<Maeryn> Trent.. you look around?
N`Mor peers down the path. "I won't fit through that." He tests, and he's right.
<Trent> Ja.
<Maeryn> the others crawl out
Anya crawls out behind Trent.
<Ch`Dith> Hatchlings can only teleport themselves.
<Maeryn> yer in a *huge* area.. cluttered with dead things
Anya looks around.
<Anya> "Shiiiiiiiiiiiiit."
<Reed_S> "I hope this ain't the stomach...
N`Mor is screwed.
<Trent> "Wonderful."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Cow: catch fire and walk through?
Ch`Dith . o O (Is there room?)
Anya looks over the bodies.
N`Mor grumbles, and once more he makes with the flamage, trying to burn the hole 
wider enough for him to pass through.
<Trent> . o O (Yes there is)
<Reed_S> . o O (for you, yeah...)
<Anya> . o O ( Looks that way, Ch'Dith...lotsa dead things. )
<Reed_S> "Where's the minotaur?"
<Maeryn> N'Mor.. after the others have crawled through.. there's a slightly 
wider path.. just enough for you to get through uncomfortably
Ch`Dith closes his eyes and half-spreads his wings.. then vanishes with a small 
thunderclap of air rushing into a vacuum.
Trent walks over to one of the things, tries to figure out why it is dead. (what 
killed it, IOW)
<Ch`Dith> (roll 6 on 34% chance of teleport. I'm there.)
<Vix> <OOC> Okay, good night all. I'm outta this standing taco.
<Reed_S> Cya, Vix
<Maeryn> the dead things are all different kinds of alien looking beings
<Trent> cya, Vix
Ch`Dith suddenly stands behind Anya, unfolding his wings.
N`Mor groans, and *squeeezes* his way down the path.
<Reed_S> Mae: anything resembling Human?
<Maeryn> they look tortured and hacked at
<Reed_S> do they look eaten?
Anya examines a dead body, feels a gust of wind.
<Maeryn> Reed.. yep.. among many others
SteveM needs to head over to the Wolff and take a few pics of the Missions' 
Puffy Taco
<Maeryn> Reed.. some do
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> A hundred thousand people did not say Wop.
Vix [fnord@dialpool0746-pri.voicenet.com] has quit IRC ([=V97=] Leaving)
Ch`Dith looks at the assorted bodies... Noone we know, hopefully, then examines 
the walls of this... place.
Anya turns around.  "Hey, Ch'Dith...as I said, lots of dead things."
Trent shakes his head. "This is not a good sign." He checks for anything 
resembling gear.
Reed_S wonders....
Anya shivers..."This place is..."  
<Maeryn> the walls appear to form a confined area.. with windows all around
<Reed_S> How would you describe the "ground"?
Reed_S heads over to a window...
<Maeryn> Trent.. nothing usable
Anya looks up.  "Trent, Ch'Dith...there any way we an get out through those?"
Trent sighs, walks over to a 'window'
<Maeryn> Reed.. covered in blood and gore
Anya looks around.  "Where's N'Mor?"
<Reed_S> Mae: is it hard, soft, spongy?
<Trent> "Perhaps.  It can't be indestructible."  . o O (I hope)
<Vander> <OOC> We're trapped in a Doom Deathmatch!
Ch`Dith takes to the air, flies up to a window and looks out.
<Maeryn> through the windows you can see bleachers of a sort... through others 
it seems more like private viewing boxes
<Maeryn> Reed.. the puddles of guts are nice and spongy
<Ch`Dith> Viewing boxes?
<Maeryn> Van.. yer not... yet ;)
Trent keeps looking around...anything resembling a door?
Anya looks out a window.  "Oh no...please don't tell me we got transported back 
to Ancient Rome."
Reed_S pulls out his AutoMag, and fires one round at a random window...
<Ch`Dith> How big're these windows?
<Reed_S> Damage: 16 SDC
<Maeryn> Trent.. several barred gates.. through which you notice an awful foul 
stench
<Maeryn> anyone have monster lore?
<Reed_S> Nope
<Anya> I do.
<Ru`ach> . o O (Don't break down. Keep your mind together. Do something 
constructive. o/~ 99 bottles of beer on the wall / 99 bottles of beer o/~) 
*starts sobbing again*
<Reed_S> Is the bull with us yet?
<Trent> Nope.
<Kasia> <OOC> Ru: o/~ Tenser, said the Tensor... o/~ *runlikehell!*
<Anya> rolled 14, skill at 45.  I think we made it, what do I notice? :)
<SteveM> <OOC> "We're headed into the final quarter, and the score is still 
Christians 0, Lions 0."
<Ch`Dith> nope
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Kas: would be a goof idea, had she read the book... ;)
Trent walks over to the barred gate things, tries to pry one open.
<Vander> <OOC> o/~ Bye, bye to my Babylon Five! Flew my Fury in a hurry, but the 
jumpgate's not live... o/~
<Maeryn> N'Mor makes his way out
<Anya> <OOC> Kas: She could start thinking of random TMBG tunes. ;)
<Reed_S> anyone notice that I shot a round into the window?
N`Mor drops to the floor with a thud.
<Kasia> <OOC> Red: I did, but I don't count. ;)
<Maeryn> you all notice the thing you crawled out from under was once alive
<Reed_S> heh
Anya looks around, is starting to get a bad feeling.
<Trent> Reed: I did, but I'm pretty sure they're MD.
<Ch`Dith> Mae: until we burned a hole through its belly?
Anya looks back..."Aiee..."
<Maeryn> Anya.. you seem to bee in a Splugorth arena
Trent pointedly ignores that.
<SteveM> <OOC> *gets an attack of divine inspiration, puts on "Welcome To The 
Terrordome"*
<Trent> <OOC> Oh.  Shit.
Anya looks out the window.
Vander <OOC> listens to "The Night Santa Went Crazy"
<Kasia> <OOC> I'm playing 'Downtown'. ;)
<Anya> "Ancient Rome was more humane than these guys..."
<Reed_S> <OOC> *NOW* we're in trouble.
<Maeryn> Ch.. it looks like it was pretty hurt before.. but that ended it
<Trent> "Huh?"
<Anya> "Splugorth."
<Reed_S> "Oh, shit."
<Trent> "Shit.  Someone help me with this gate."
<Anya> "Or at least, we're in one of their happy fun arenas."
<Reed_S> "Those Spluggies are worse than the Coalition."
Reed_S goes to help Trent with the gate...
Rick is OOCly reminded of the _Thunderdome_.
<Reed_S> is there a lock on the gate?
<Maeryn> as ya'll are figuring out yer situation.. a rift starts forming near 
you
Ch`Dith lands next to Trent, grabs the gate and tears it out the wall.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Reed: Not for long.
<Reed_S> So I see...
<Trent> *blink* "Not again."
<SteveM> <OOC> "And the Christians get some reinforcements!"
<Maeryn> the gates are pretty secure
Reed_S pulls out his Zweihander... "INCOMING!"
<Maeryn> Reed.. no lock that you can find
<Ch`Dith> Is the lock secure against 8 MDC claw damage?
<N`Mor> Ch: Those gates are designed to hold MDC creatures.. you think you can 
rip 'em out?
<N`Mor> :)
Anya stands back, running through everything she knows about the splugorth, and 
not liking this one bit.
<Ch`Dith> because that just hit it.
Trent has his pistol and vibroknife out again.
N`Mor feels a tingle up his mane as the rifts open and he whirls about.
<Maeryn> Ch.. it's meant to hold MDC nasties
Ch`Dith also senses the rift, turns.
<Maeryn> the rift widens to human size and Steve falls through
Anya ponders...
<N`Mor> <ooc> To put it in the words of Stephen... "The Lord tells me hecan get 
me out of this, but he's pretty sure you're fooked." %)
<Anya> "Is it possible to get rifted from one point on the Earth to another?"
<Kasia> <OOC> We're one happy family again! Well, except for Ru.
SteveM instinctively raises his C-12 rifle and scans the area before lowering 
said weapon.
Anya watches Steve appear...
Trent blinks. "STEVE! Damn, it's good to see someone familiar!"
<Reed_S> "Not that I know of... you *know* this guy?"
<Anya> "Hell, yeah."
<Maeryn> anyone near a gate hears a low rumble.. you sense there are worse 
things that being locked in with *dead* nasties
Kasia lands after Steve, staggers in the 'floor'. "Woah... what hellhole did we 
land in?"
<SteveM> "Likewise, Trent. Hold on... where's Ru?"
Anya sighs...decides to write this down, starts patting down pockets.
<Ch`Dith> "I do not know."
Vander yells "Ootini!!!" as he lands on his arse
<Trent> "What?!?  I thought she was with you?"
Ru`ach <OOC> was waiting for that...
<Ru`ach> :)
Ch`Dith whirls around again, rumbles "Incoming!"
Anya starts to get an even more panicky look on her face.
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "Hellhole is right."
Kasia looks up. "You *lost* Ru?"
Anya waves at Kasia.  "Welcome to the Splugorth Arena." *goes back to patting 
down pockets*
<Vander> "What?! Who lost the kid?!"
<SteveM> "Splugorth... ARENA?"
<Anya> "Well...uh, yeah."
Kasia blinks. "Splug-what? Am I missing something?"
<Vander> "What the fark are Sploogarths?!"
<Anya> "Take a look outside."
Rick falls through. "Did anyone get the license number of that Mack truck."
SteveM walks up to a window, peers through it.
Ch`Dith looks through the gate bars outside...
<Maeryn> (the bleachers and such were empty when anyone looked through the 
windows) 
<SteveM> "Anya, c'mere a second."
<Reed_S> "Big nasty things that rule Atlantis."  *looks down at Runt.  "So what 
Rift did you fall through?"
Trent twitches. Holsters his weaponry and pulls out his UberRifle. "Something is 
going to die today, and it ain't going to be us."
Anya wanders over, looking a bit panicky, but still okay...  "What's up?"
<SteveM> *looks over his shoulder at the Crazy* "The one Maeryn made to get you 
guys back home again."
<Trent> "Ch`Dith, door or wall?"
<Vander> *to Reed* "Long story. What's with the headgear? You some kind of 
punker? I hate punkers."
<Trent> err -wall, +window
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Vander channels Casey Jones?
<Reed_S> "It wasn't by choice."
<Vander> *to Reed* "Roit."
<SteveM> *whispered to Anya* "Your father said he still loves you."
Maeryn falls through the rifts and lands on the floor as it closes
<Anya> *whispered back to Steve* "Spaciba...perhaps, I'll risk a trip into Lone 
Star...if I can get out of this."
Kasia picks up the Faerie. "Mae! Talk to me, gal! You're our ticket out of this 
place!"
Rick gets up, and dusts himself off. "Where in the hell are we."
Maeryn looks like a wilted flower someone forgot to water... for a few months
Vander pulls out a huge wrench from his toolbelt and whacks a window with it
SteveM nods and heads back to the group
<Trent> . o O (Ch`Dith, we need a way out of here.  Window, or door?)
<SteveM> *to Rick* "Please tell me you brought some kind of explosive charges 
with you."
Anya looks out the window again. <to self> "Although, when it comes to 
Splugorth, there may be no way home."
<Maeryn> Van.. it makes a nice ping.. but doesn't do much else
<Rick> <OOC> reed: What's in my utility belt?
Vander puts away the wrench, tries burning a hole in the window with his laser 
welder
Ch`Dith is still trying to see what's causing that low rumble.
<Reed_S> Rick: right now, first aid kit, canteen, and a holster for a sidearm.
<Maeryn> Van.. doesn't seem to do anything but tire you out
Ru`ach hopelessnesses some more.
Vander puts away the laser welder. *to Steve* "No way out here, boss!"
<Reed_S> "There's always
Reed_S drops an anvil on his typoist
<Rick> *to steve* "Sorry, Sir."
<Reed_S> "There's always a way out."
SteveM looks up to the ceiling.... could we vault the wall?
<Maeryn> a small girl approaches Ru 
<Trent> "Like hell.  Vander step away from the window."  The rifle he's aiming 
seems to have a 2 inch bore, which is NOT an illusion.
Vander stands at the ready with the Ion Gun drawn and charged
Ru`ach eyes the girl with much !kindness.
Vander steps away
Reed_S trades in his Zweihander for his laser rifle...
Trent lets fly with a plasma bolt.
<Trent> 90 MD
<Maeryn> anyone with sixth sense paying attention to Trent gets a sudden bad 
feeling
Rick pulls his sidearm.
SteveM brings his laser rifle up to the offending window.
<Ch`Dith> "Trent, this may not be a good-"
<Vander> *to Trent* "WAIT! DON'T DO IT!"
<SteveM> up to bear, even
<Reed_S> Rick: so you did grab a laser pistol before getting out of the APC?
<Kasia> "Umm... Guys... Trent, I wouldn't-"
Anya slumps to the floor.  "I'm god knows where, with writing utinsels but 
nothing to write in, and I've been put in Hell."
<Rick> Reed: yeah.
<Reed_S> "Typical Juicer.  Always acting before thinking."
Anya growls.
Trent jerks his rifle up, trying to miss the window.
<Maeryn> the bolt blows a hole in the window.. and attracts the attention of a 
crowd of guards
<Vander> *to Anya* "I found yer journal in the APC. It's in Steve's backpack!"
<Reed_S> Rick: Did you grab a laser rifle as well?
SteveM feels a sudden undercurrent of OH SHIT!
<Rick> *to Steve* "Let me try something."
<Reed_S> "FIRE IN THE HOLE!"
Anya looks up... "Van, you serious?"
<Ru`ach> Rick: no.
N`Mor doesn't need sixth sense to smell what's happening.
Kasia frowns. "That was bad."
<Vander> *to Anya* "Yah."
Anya doesn't see the guards, against window wall.
Rick tries to cut through the bars with his laser gun.
<Ch`Dith> Where are these guards/
<Ch`Dith> ? even
<SteveM> *to Rick* "Right now, try to find... just freeze!"
<Maeryn> the guards approach the window from the other side
<Reed_S> "We got company!"
<SteveM> How many are there?
Rick jumps back
<Anya> "Company?
Kasia pulls out that Good Deed gun, hopes it does more for her than for Dead 
Rich Dude.
<Vander> *to Anya* "Ye could say that!"
<Maeryn> you can see 5 crowding against the window.. you can't tell how many are 
behind them
Anya jumps up, spins, falls back on the floor, spits out a long string of curses 
in a growl.
N`Mor quickly goes into a death trance and plays dead. *thud*
<Vander> <OOC> Kasia: As opposed to Short Dead Dude? :)
<Kasia> Initiative?
<SteveM> All packing?
<Maeryn> at the moment.. yer in the arena and they aren't
<Rick> 16
<Reed_S> can we fire at them through the window?
Ch`Dith is prepared to be polite about this. 
Trent fights hard to resist the urge to fire again, manages it. Barely.
Ch`Dith . o O (*to nearest guard* Release us now and noone will get hurt.)
<Reed_S> Ch: you'll only hurt and maim them, and not eat 'em?
<Maeryn> Reed.. if you want to.. might get more of their attention and interest 
them in starting a new event
<Rick> <OOC> reed: What kinda damage does the  laser pistol do?
<Trent> Mae: Now that there's a hole in the window, they might not want to let 
more things into the arena.
Anya ponders.  There's got to be some way out of this...
<Trent> Besides the obvious?
<Reed_S> Rick: C-18 does 2D4 MDC damage
<Anya> I prefer to avoid baddies.
<Trent> <OOC> Sorry if I just got everyone killed.
<Reed_S> and I bet you only have 1 e-clip...
<Maeryn> the window appears to repair itself.. (you really think they're not 
prepared for something attacking the window?) and the guards really aren't 
paying you much attention
<Vander> *to Anya* You got a weapon? Ye may need it."
<SteveM> . o O (What I wouldn't give for a couple grenades right now... All this 
ground-pounding stuff. Maybe I should've joined the Recon Escort Patrol 
instead.)
N`Mor <ooc> is already dead. *snooze*
Anya shows Vander her Wilks rifle.  "Ayup, had plans to go baddie shooting off 
the top of the APC and ended up here instead."
<Trent> . o O (That was a bad idea.)
<Rick> reed: Actually I have 3
<Maeryn> Ru.. the young girl whispers softly and lays her hands at your temples
Reed_S empties his clip into the window... 3D6x20
Ru`ach jerks away.
Ch`Dith ponders teleporting out into the middle of the guards and repeating his 
request.
Anya goes racking her brain for any way to get out of here.
<Vander> *muttered* "Wish that rift had been large enough to bring me Hog!
<Vander> "
<Reed_S> 280 MDC
N`Mor <ooc>ly is glad he's dead on not triggerhappy.
<Ru`ach> "Al tig'ii bi! Err... Don't touch me!"
<Maeryn> there's a hole in the window now
Reed_S swaps his e-clips...
<Maeryn> a bigger one
<N`Mor> s/on/and/
Reed_S leaps out of the window.
Anya goes running, follows Reed out the window.
Vander follows Reed
Kasia follows!
Trent does likewise
Ch`Dith teleports through the window.
<Anya> . o O (C'mon...move it!)
<Reed_S> "Someone grab the bull!"
Rick follows through the window
SteveM follows up to the periphery of the window, leading with his rifle before 
going over the sill
<Maeryn> Maeryn rouses enough to holler at Reed.. "What in the hell do you think 
you're doing.. they would have left us alone!" *many faerie curses*
<Kasia> <OOC> "Mitchell was one of the great followers."
Ch`Dith rumbles back, "And that would have gotten us where exactly?"
<Reed_S> "I'm not staying in an arena to get eaten!"
Vander swears, and grabs Trent to help him with N'Mor
Trent presses the muzzle agains one of the guards. "Now that we've gotten this 
far, mebbe you'd like to surrender?"
Anya shivers, trying to remember exactly what she'd read about these places...
Reed_S swaps his Laser rifle for his Zweihander, wielding it with one hand 
(lefty)
<Maeryn> "Dead things are so ready to eat you!"
Ru`ach keeps eyeing that girl unkindly.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Argh. 94, 37, 14. Count me out for the first two melee rounds if 
a fight starts now.
<Maeryn> we're going to end this here 'cos this battle is too long for tonight
<Vander> OK
<SteveM> ok
<Trent> Ah, darn.  Looks like they're not being sensible.
<Kasia> Okay.
<Ch`Dith> shore
<Vander> Gotta scram anyhow.
Reed_S turns to Steve.  "You're in charge, right?  You have a person missing, 
right?"
<Vander> Later folx
<Ch`Dith> Trent: "Oh, goodie!"
<SteveM> *to Reed* "Yes."
<Trent> cya, Vander
<Ch`Dith> ?
<Anya> Lovely.
<Maeryn> I really wasn't prepared for you all to jump at Splugorth guards.. geez
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<Kasia> Ta, Van!
<Ru`ach> Mae: it's them. It was inevitable. ;)
<Ch`Dith> Mae: you expected us to wait until they sent something else into the 
arena against us?
<Trent> . o O (Sure, NOW she mentions that they're Splugorth)
<Reed_S> "Reed Somerset, Private Eye.  For the right price, I'll find your 
person."
<Maeryn> Ch.. did you see anything alive heading your way?
<SteveM> "Right now we could use a good back-door man."
<Reed_S> "Right now, the price is getting my butt home."
<Rick> <OOC> mae: I've got church tomorrow. ga2go 
<N`Mor> Guys... remember, the arena is littered with dead stuff.. did it not 
occur to anyone to.. you know.. blend in?
<N`Mor> ;)
<Rick> cya
<SteveM> "We can definitely do that."
<Maeryn> 'night Rick
Kasia waves
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<N`Mor> Damn humans... always thinking with their groins.. err, guns
<Kasia> N'M: Everyone in this game is too confrontational. ;)
Trent was sort of in a different frame of mind.
<Maeryn> N'Mor.. Thank you voice of reason! :)
<Reed_S> "Good."  *pulls out his pad and paper.  "What's this 'Ru' look like?"
<SteveM> NM: Living with the GM don't exactly help the rest of us.
<N`Mor> Steve: it doesn't help me either. It's called Common Sense.
<SteveM> "Later!  I have a feeling we're going to be shot at."
<N`Mor> I didn't know there would be guards ther for you nitwits to summon ;)
<Maeryn> Reed.. you guys are having a conversation in the face of the guards? 
*laugh*
<Reed_S> It's Reed.  
Trent pictures that, chuckles
Anya eyes that window, starts wondering if it's a good idea to jump back in. :)
<Ru`ach> <OOC> *chuckle*
<Reed_S> He can ignore people firing at him just to get a description. :)
<Maeryn> you can get yerselves hurt next week.. those guards are too mean for me 
to roll up now
<Trent> Ru, I'm sorry if i get killed.  Hopefully, I won't.
SteveM <OOCly> LOLs in Reed's direction
<Kasia> *snicker*
Anya rolls a new character for next week, just to be on the safe side.
<Kasia> :)
Ch`Dith , as stated before, is in a rather foul mood and intends to either get 
explanations or hurt things.
<Ru`ach> Trent: Well, if you die, I'll never forgive yer corpse. ;)
<Maeryn> Anya.. would've been a better idea not to jump through in the first 
place 
<SteveM> "Tune in next week for 'The Thrilla In Splug-nilla'!"
<Reed_S> I got my new character... Ogre by the name of "Gronk"
Trent pulls out the Oninese Ninja he rolled up JIC.
Kasia partly hopes we all die in a gory bloodbath... wants to write up a new 
character. ;P
<Anya> Dead things...you run away.  I said that a good way to describe Anya is 
"Fools rush in..."
<Trent> Ru: probably won't happen.  I have too ridiculous of dodge bonuses.
Ru`ach occly listens to What Have I Done cue... ;)
SteveM waves Kyrie or Huevos at Kei as a means of warding
Maeryn didn't intend to kill you all... you don't make it easy to keep you alive 
though
<Ru`ach> Trent: %)
<N`Mor> Anya: running away from dead things into live things with guns?
<N`Mor> %)
<Reed_S> Steve: Huevos...
<Reed_S> :)
Ch`Dith ponders a Techno Wiz next.
<Anya> NM: What did I just say?
<N`Mor> Anya: point ;)
Kasia *will* roll up a Zenith Moon Warper.
<Reed_S> A *what*?
<Kasia> >:)
Trent wonders if Steve happened to bring his chainsaw.
N`Mor will just continue to play dead and let all you folx die. Being selfish is 
neat. ;)
<Ru`ach> Ch'D: TWs suck. Not greatly, but they do.
<Reed_S> Hey, I'm selfish, too...
<Reed_S> I wanted out of there.
<Maeryn> Ru.. late for you or a bit more of your story?
<Kasia> Or a Psi-ghost. :9
<N`Mor> of course, when I wake up, I'll get to fight in the arena, but..
<N`Mor> %P
<N`Mor> ;)
<Ru`ach> Mae: I'm here all night anyhoo. Feel free.
Anya eyes the Shifter or the Grey Seer. :)  
<Reed_S> Freedom over everything, capiche
Reed_S actually eyes the Long Bowman
<Anya> . o O ( Of course...we're in Phase World...there's always Cosmo Knight.) 
%)
Maeryn notes she said nothing about an impending arena match.. 
<Reed_S> hrrm...
<Reed_S> so many good OCCs to pick from.... :P
<Anya> Reed: Ayup.
Maeryn decides you all must have a death wish and are just blaming yer deaths on 
her 
<Trent> Mae: True.  However, how else would we get out?
<Ru`ach> Mae: well? Are you waiting for me to fall asleep so that I can say that 
it *is* too late? ;)
Trent does, to a certain extent. I'm a Juicer, after all.
<Reed_S> hey, my character was selfish... he wanted out, he got out?
<Reed_S> -?
Anya was just... "Fools rush in..."
<Maeryn> Ru.. the young girl lays her hands at yer temples again and smiles with 
a few soothing words
<N`Mor> Trent /was/ being IC, i suppose. ;)
<Reed_S> hrrm...
SteveM was definitely being IC... refusing to let Trent go it alone
<Ru`ach> . o O (What the hell is she doing?!)
<Reed_S> I think I'll go with Ash next rather than Gronk...
<N`Mor> Just don't blame the GM when you get butt whooped by a bunch of 
ubermunched arena guards
<N`Mor> %)
<Maeryn> Ru.. you feel a bit healthier.. it seems she's healing your wounds
Kasia jumped after Steve. Go fig. ;)
<Reed_S> NM: first sign of defeat, I'm splitting. >:]
<Trent> N`M: I won't.  I know better than to blame my mistakes on other people.
<Ru`ach> <OOC> I will now magically heal.
<Ch`Dith> Mae: Ch'Dith isn't one to sit and wait if there's someone to extract 
an explanation from.
Anya was being a fool.  The end.
<Reed_S> hell... first action of the fight, I'm splitting. :]
<Trent> (well, unless I can get away with it)
<N`Mor> Reed: Wake me up if you can. ;)
<Reed_S> you kidding? I'm not heading in your direction.
<Maeryn> Ch.. what are the arena guards s'posed to explain? how you ended up in 
the belly of their latest amusement?
Trent was being enraged.
<N`Mor> Bah
<N`Mor> %)
<Ch`Dith> Mae: They're here. I'm too angry now to consider things like cause and 
effect. I'll do that after I hurt things.
<Anya> How do you think Anya ended up deep in vamp country in the first place?  
Being a fool.  Maybe there's some dumb luck that keeps her from dying.  I don't 
know.
<Maeryn> Ru.. your injuries are healed.. she lets you loose.. always a calm and 
soothing smile on her face
<Maeryn> she looks like a poster child for innocent youth
Ru`ach still eyes her strangely.
<Maeryn> would appreciate updated char sheets :)
<N`Mor> Splugorth arena. Big, Big, BIG dead things. Picking fight with guards 
that can contain Big, Big, BIG Living things. Bad Idea.<tm> %)
SteveM hopes anyway that that last mp3 he played ("You Can't Kill Me") applies 
here.
<Maeryn> Steve.. *laugh* 
<Reed_S> *chuckle*
<Maeryn> Steve.. keili@cyberzone.net   thanks
<SteveM> o/~ You can't kill me... I will not die / Not now, not ever... no, 
never! o/~
<Ch`Dith> *mails*
Reed_S eyes the guards... "Cowardace is the better part of survival.  Bye."
<Reed_S> >:]
<Maeryn> Ru.. the girl leads you out of the room through a dark corridor
SteveM eyes the whole deteriorating mess. "FALL BACK!!"
Kasia goeth - sleepage.
<Kasia> 'nite.
Ru`ach blinks. Follows. . o O (How much worse can things get? Okay. Maybe it's 
wise not to ask...)
<Maeryn> geez.. guess it's a good thing I didn't put too much effort into the 
guy that was gonna lead you outta there
<Trent> cya, Kasia
<Maeryn> 'night Kasia
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<Reed_S> heh
<Maeryn> Ru.. the girls name floats into yer mind.. "Seryna
Ch`Dith could just teleport away, won't though.
<Maeryn> "
<Maeryn> Ch.. do you have to know where you're teleporting to?
Ru`ach mutters, "Seryna. How did that--"
<Ch`Dith> doesn't say. Just "up to five miles away"
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Aiie! Birdhouse in Your Soul started right on that. >%)
Maeryn notes someone set up a fan for her 'cos it's a bit warm.. but didn't turn 
it on...
<Ru`ach> <OOC> o/~ I'm your only friend I'm not your only friend / But I'm a 
little glowing friend / but really I'm not actually your friend o/~
<Maeryn> Ru.. the girl smiles at you calmly.. her hair is pale blond.. her eyes 
are a light golden.. her skin is pale shimmery golden.. and she wears ivory 
robes
<Maeryn> there's something soothing about her 
Ru`ach puts a hand on the girl's shoulder, stopping her. "Okay. I'm not going 
any further until I know where we're going."
<SteveM> Mae: catch
<Maeryn> Ru.. she looks towards a doorway at the end of the corridor 
<Ru`ach> "Where does that door lead?"
<Maeryn> Ru.. you hear a soft voice in yer head.. "rest"
Ru`ach blinks.
<Ru`ach> "Ma, beshem--"
<Maeryn> Seryna continues on and opens the door
Ru`ach stands there.
<Maeryn> Seryna goes through and gestures for you to follow her
<Ru`ach> "I'm not going. I-- Not until you tell me where."
<Maeryn> Seryna smiles and continues walking
<Ru`ach> "Hey-- don't leave me here alone!"
Ru`ach catches up. Mutters, "Damn."
<Maeryn> Seryna smiles and gestures towards a small room 
<Ru`ach> "Ummm....."
<Maeryn> there's a table set with gourmet dishes and a comfortable looking place 
to nap
<Ru`ach> . o O (?????????!)
<Maeryn> Seryna turns and leaves
Ru`ach looks around. Goes into the room. Trys something on the table.
<Ru`ach> . o O (This is kind of good...)
<Maeryn> if you like gourmet it tastes pretty good.. you feel a bit stronger
<Maeryn> and a bit sleepy
Ru`ach yawns. Eyes the bed(?).
<Maeryn> speaking of sleep... 
<Maeryn> I think that's my cue
<Ru`ach> Oh, but it's only midnight! ;)
<Ch`Dith> bah, 9 AM isn't late
<Reed_S> Ru: it's 3am here.
<Ru`ach> Reed: So? Deal. ;)
Reed_S ponders rolling up a Warlock...
Ru`ach looks at her tally sheet of things she did. 41*25 :9
<Ru`ach> +tonight
<Reed_S> cool
<Reed_S> a good 1025 points in skills alone
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<Ru`ach> Okay. With rp and bonusii and stuff.... Hell, I leveled *without* 
those. :)
Reed_S crashes... g'nite.
Ru`ach waves
<Trent> cya, lumpy
<Ru`ach> *chuckle*
<Reed_S> cya, druggie
<Ru`ach> *cackle*
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