*** Log file opened: 8/21/99 8:27:32 PM Arsenal [tabrock@cs3-8.ban.ptd.net] has joined #Rifts Prozac sets mode: +o Arsenal [Arsenal] Run for the hills, the GM's had an alignment change. Arsenal sets mode: +o Ch`Dith rob` [rbos@herring.sandwich.net] has joined #Rifts 'lo rob Good evening. rob` [rbos@herring.sandwich.net] has quit IRC (Ping timeout for rob`[herring.sandwich.net]) rob` [rbos@herring.sandwich.net] has joined #Rifts 're Rob Kasia [aris@p99.amax12.dialup.sjc1.flash.net] has joined #Rifts rob` cracks open a can of "C Plus" orange drink. moo KillJoy_ [KillJoy@obica-1-58.mdm.mkt.execpc.com] has joined #Rifts moo Ay Kasia eats Mac n' Cheese :9 Arsenal sets mode: +oo Kasia KillJoy_ KillJoy_ is now known as Trent hey, wait a minute.. we have a kettle kicking around the MCF somewhere, and there are soup packets up in the employee lounge.. *rummage* Trent idly tinkers with H2H Panzer Kunst and a specialized borg type Arsenal ponders tonight's session... as always, I'm winging it... nothing special planned. *shrug* Go with what works, I guess. my fscking god.. someone's dedicated a *web ring* to Michael Ball. rob: who cares? *LOL* rob: There's a web right for *everything* Kasia murderizes her typist with a dirty spork Web 'ring' rob` is just O_o'ing at stuff. For just about everything. plugging random words in to a search engine, I am Ahh. ;) Arsenal ponders rolling up a Japanese DragonBorg sometime... You forgot to [tm-Windi] that. Ars: :9 Kas: you've seen them, I take it? Ars: I have the book. Trent shrugs, is still working on H2H Panzer Kunst. "Usenet - alt.fan.michael-ball " O_o Arsenal really should go through his 30+ books, and make a listing of all the possible OCCs rob: take it someplace that cares, please. Ars: Including the ones we made up or not? Trent:... why not? rob` nods. *zip* that's the four MechWarrior OCCs, the Power Ranger OCC, and what else? brb again Well, when I get it finished, I'll throw you the covert ops Cyborg OCC I'm making up to use my new H2H skill. ;) neat ...I think I've read throught he Battle Angel Alita graphic novel thing I picked up a few too many times. +t rob` goes to rummage up some tomato soup. okay, back Kas: didn't you cook up some sort of OCC not too long ago? Ars: Moi? Kasia thinks... hard. I guess not... musta been someone else... WS2 made a bunch of stuff, but not me. Ah.. 'k Trent seriously debates whether or not to put in the Beserker class Cyborg chassis on the OCC he's making. Yeah, what the hell. It's too nifty to leave out. Ru`ach [whtstar2@p44.sharon2.actcom.co.il] has joined #Rifts Trent sets mode: +o Ru`ach Ay, Ru 'lo Ru Kasia opens Arianrhodstory to work on it. Ru`ach (unwisely?) nags at Kas to edit RuStory. Will [William@tnt1-38-123.cac.psu.edu] has joined #Rifts Kasia sticks her tongue out at Ru Hi, Will! 'lo Will Ay, Will Trent sets mode: +o Will Hello again, everybody. How much game time has passed sine I left? I'm trying to think up a good reason for coming back. two days Hrm... UpLink [uplink@pm3std1-46.uplink.net] has joined #Rifts 'lo UL UpLink is now known as Vander Oi! Trent sets mode: +o Vander Ay, Runt Hey, Runt! rob: what do you think of our little RP group so far? Ay, hobbit! I met up with a friend from the old hometown, relayed all pertinent information. Being one for seeking out knowledge and such, and admittedly more than a little curious about this motley crue(not to mention somewhat attached since we escaped together), I decided to head back. Depending on what goes on tonight, this may be Vander's last session as fulltime part of the group Ars; Still trying to parse. UL: how come? UL: Errk? mooo Ars: May decide that Wirth is a good place to settle down and open a weapons design/manufacture shop Ru`ach [whtstar2@p44.sharon2.actcom.co.il] has quit IRC (Read error to Ru`ach[p44.sharon2.actcom.co.il]: Connection reset by peer) -Wirth +Worth UL: any reason playerwise, or just staying true to the character? Will: Staying true to the character. elrond [elrond@valinor.sjsu.edu] has joined #Rifts Hi, there... again. :) 'lo el hello Good day. Good day rob` idly ponders.. where's Britain in Riftsverse? Ay again. Hope you can stay longer this time... 's our normal session. rob: Across the pond? ;) rob: Same place. Just chock full of magic. rob: same place it is now? let me rephrase that... Same place as usual. riddled with leylines and stuff elrond should be able to Greetings, Lord of Rivendell! rob` nevermind, idles. elrond smiles, "Not too many people make the connection" You'd be surprised. Elrond: I'm the channel Tolkien fanbot :) elrond says: I see Besides, Shorty here had *better* know. And I'm a fair Tolkien fan myself. Nice machine name, btw. :^) Trent thinks... oh yeah. Heh. Elrond: Go figure. My Rifts character's a Hobbit :) a Took, no less. elrond says: I thought about creating an elf, but I'm not sure Ch`Dith grabs drinkage &c Vander Took, at your service :) Ru`ach [whtstar2@p44.sharon2.actcom.co.il] has joined #Rifts 're Ru grrr. Kasia sets mode: +o Ru`ach Oi, Ru reya, Ru... re Ship/Walker! Ru`ach has a feeling that's gonna happen a lot tonight. hrrm... we're missing Steve and who else? A loud-mouthed, vulgar, Harley-riding, hellbound for leather Operator of a Took :) Vix is excused. Ru: Ew. Anya Ars: No, he's not. He's excommunicated. ...err, yeah. :) Kasia: Hehheh Kas: he gave advance warning... Scientologist! Scientologist! Ru`ach 's gonna disconnect/reconnect. BRB elrond hides, "Where?!?!?!? Oh, just a threat we were making to one of the players. Elrond: In the toilet. We shoved him there last session, and we'll be flushing him in Morse Code soon :) elrond is now known as Elrond brb- tossing drink cans in the recycling rob` is now known as invisible Van: Oh no, not *THAT* again! actually.. invisible is now known as fnord Van: if Vander becomes a semi-NPC, what's yer backup character? *flushflushflush* K...E...E...B...I...S...A...B...R...O...D...K...I...L...S...H...O :) Ars: Blynx *LOL* Oh. No. SteveM [slider@ptp92.ktc.com] has joined #Rifts 'lo Steve Keeb is a what?!? Ch`Dith sets mode: +o SteveM Trent hears Dree`kast be speaking up from the back of his mind. "No, he is not. Brodkil have more taste than that." Ars: It's either Blynx or Fred. And I doubt Fred would be a welcome addition to the NSC :) Ay, tanker oioioi WS2 [hilap@p59.sharon2.actcom.co.il] has joined #Rifts Trent sets mode: +o WS2 're Ship WS2 is now known as Ru WSzwei!!! JR!!! Ru`ach [whtstar2@p44.sharon2.actcom.co.il] has quit IRC (Ping timeout for Ru`ach[p44.sharon2.actcom.co.il]) Vander raids the fridge for Hagen Daaz all we need is Anya now, right? yep Arsenal grabs Jolt #2 (I seem to be getting a lot of these today.... at least no more being pounced by dragons.) and I need to get back. Ru is now known as Ru`ach Ch`Dith POUNCES Ru Trent beats Ars over the head with a multiton I-Beam, steals his Jolt. Again? Ru`ach steals one, too. Even though she doesn't need it. Somehow. why steal? Kasia watches her mom watch Primary Colors Arsenal tosses Jolt to all present Whee! Vander eats them *gulpchug* :9 Trent erks, halts the I-Beam in midswing and smacks Vander. SteveM attempts to think of wot persons goes where. ow SteveM eats some caffienated Pepsi Snackage, brb. Trent pops the can, thanks Ars, and chugs the Jolt. SteveM slams his Jolt Elrond will stay with his cafeinated water Vander just got Vincent to join the FF7 team. "Vince is Da Man!" :D fnord just nurses some hot chocolate. Ru`ach goes and grabs another slice of a chocolate orange. :9 Ru: How's that compared to a clockwork orange? Van: I'm sorry, but I'm not going to allow Blynx in this team, for the GM's sanity. roll a new character. Ars: Then I'll have to use Fred roll a new character. Ars: Bahlaki OK? Trent grins, saw that movie yesterday for the first time. Ars: If you let Blynx in, can I blow him up? Bahlaki? yeah. Ars: 'k Trent: Which movie? Clockwork Orange? ... make that 2 slices :9 :) Ja. Kasia wants to see that. %( ..something about watching that right after Brazil... Ru`ach wants to see, too :( Trent: Was that crackhead or what? :) bak Van: Ja. I loved it. Do I sense divergence? We're just missing the other Scholar, no? Speaking of druggies, I didn't expect Half-baked to be all that great, but I saw it recently and laughed uproariously. Well, and Rick... Trent suddenly recalls the person in his speech class who did an essay on "The Psychological Implications of the Bum Beating in The Clockwork Orange." Trent: ... dear. First watch Brazil, followed by Clockwork Orange, then Bladerunner, end with Wiz of Oz, and you will know true mindnumbing bliss :) Van: *choke* Ch`Dith /backs Elrond wonders if I'd had any brain left after that ... you left out 2001, tho. well, it's 2 minutes of... Van: Okee, I'll have to do that after I manage to buy a copy of Clockwork Orange. Kasia: Nah. That's for if you wanna get to sleep the drug-free way SteveM tosses in Pink Floyd The Wall and End of Evangelion in for shites and gryns. Until Anya shows, Commence l'HobbitStompe and/or l'DwagonStompe *grin* Vander prepares to recieve good juju Kasia pulls out an AOL CD SteveM fires about 4 frag missiles from the Pyro at Vander Kasia breaks it over Ch'Dith's head Trent *WHISTLES* Watches the Mk. III Manhunter stomp in. Points at Vander. fnord is exhuding good juju. Broadcasting it. Pouring it over the world in general. Ch`Dith powerloads Vander into the barrel of Steve's Plow. ...I love those things. Ru`ach tosses Van in mid-battle between Jeff and his Dad. SteveM fires the Plow's main gun Ru: Who's Jeff? Kasia takes the broken shards of the CD and dissects him like the foetal pig from bioogy... "OOh! An Aorta!" Ch`Dith shows some heart. And liver. And kidney. And-- Will Subtracts From Reality several small but noticeable parts of Ch`Dith. Van: Trust me. Jeff and his dad don't like each other. :) Van: my character for Silvereno. Jeff Bond. Ru: Duh, yeah. Forgot :) katster [katster@ste-103-72.Reshall.Berkeley.EDU] has joined #Rifts Prozac sets mode: +o katster [katster] Still crazy after all these years... SteveM whistles for a Ram Python, gets him to sand down the arena for a Cyball game. With Ch'Dith. Scholar! Ay, kats moof. katster is now known as Anya Oi, Anya Catiche! Hey Anya! Ch`Dith sits down on top of the python Anya moos, salutes, and takes a seat in the corner. :) 'lo Anya. SteveM watches dwagon being a no-selling bastard Kasia grabs a vibro-sword. Shoves it in one of Vander's ears and out the other. Turns it on. *ow* Anya grabs her earphones, goes digging for her dice. Now that's brain surgery fnord just radiates random emotions in random directions, occasinoally hitting stuff. Ru`ach grabs books/dice/binder. brb SteveM stuffs the remnants of Vander into a microwave, turns it on set to Dinner Plate Trent pieces together a papercut chainsword, turns it on. Grins evilly at vander. ponders a light sabre pressed against someone and turned on Will gets hit by a Euphoria and a Depression from fnord in rapid succession. Kasia impales Vander on a piece of wet liver -s Vander smiles, grabs a safety pi, sticks it in the hole. "I've always wanted to get that pierced!" :) -pi +pin Vander: getting good juju now? Will snags an Equanimity and recovers. Will: o/~ It's either sadness or euphoria... o/! Ars: We'll see Trent hacks at Vander with his papercut chainsaw! That can't feel good. dice, check. RMB, check. VK, check. headphones, check. Let's rock this joint. :) err.. chainsword, even b Kasia plays "I Gave My Love a Cherry" on WS2's sister's rented guitar. Uses Vander as the wall. *ow* Okay... Ru`ach drives the splinters into Vander's head. XP? Please. BRB Gonna give Meeth a call. Van: Don't tell me he forgot again. once Meeth gets here/ Vander [uplink@pm3std1-46.uplink.net] has quit IRC () Ch: looks it. Sorry I forgot again %P fnord learns how to control his emotional broadcasting. Zaps random people with low-power "insane" bursts. Ch`Dith ponders the Meethstompe. well... if we kill off Rick, we'll prolly be plagued with either Snaga or Darth Utini Anya blasts Star Wars Disco at the channel... Ch`Dith gets hit, acts, well, like he usually does Darth Utini? Um.... consider yourself lucky, it could have been "horny". ;) Ars: You're the GM. You hold the power to roll up his char for him. fnord ducks s/power/power and right/ Ru: I rolled Rick... look what happened. Ars: Didn't you roll him up as an NPC, tho? *nod* s/power and right/power, right, and responsibility to your other players/ UpLink [uplink@pm3std2-41.uplink.net] has joined #Rifts Exactly. Roll up a PC that'll be good for him. Like... re Ru`ach sets mode: +o UpLink UpLink is now known as Vander re UL 're Runt Meeth's still out of town Re shorty Ru: I've been pondering that one for a while...there's really no good char... guess you'll have to NPC Rick for a ses. yeah... Rick, and Vix... Ch'D: Shouldn't be too hard :) ..which might actually work better than normal. unless someone else wants to run with Vix? Trent: Hey, that's *my* line. Ars: Sorry. I have enough going on with my own insanity Ch'D: No, I'm the cynical one. You're the gutterminded one. Remember? Elrond says: who or what is Vix? Elrond: KS's messed up Discordian priest Vix Vappirub... the Discordian Priest Elrond: Are you patched into IRC from a Web chat proggy? Ch`Dith says, "Someone who smokes anything you can set fire to and drinks the rest." úùú CTCP VERSION reply from Elrond: ircII 4.4 Linux 2.0.34 :ircii 2.9: AT&T Ah Elrond says: that same thing ircii is unix. So where'd we leave off? ircii is unix, linux, and windows Elrond says: I installed it on my workstation last week Vander: Dinner, just after Anya got back at the table. 'k what Ch`Dith said Anya kicks the net. :P So, XP? XP... roit Steve: 250 Vander: 225 Trent: 125 Kasia: 300 That's it? Ru'ach: 100 Ars: add that now, or did I already? add now Ch'Dith: 325 Anya: 275 Rick: 150 Vix: 150 what was mine last week? (need to add them both in, net.deadness is not much fun. :P) Wow. Low scoring session last week Anya: It's on the log from last session. Anyways... ----------------- John Wayne Bobbit Memorial Line ------------------ Anya: I'll get it for you. Elrond shakes his head Anya: 175 Ars: You have got to stop using that Gracias. Ars: Yeah, you used that last week too. Van: You started that Steve: No. I started -----Game Start---- actually, I saw it on a newsgroup one time.. Yeah, the guy really isn't worth the mention. He did *not * use it last week. Just the week before. ;) ..whatever. so, we're in the diner... Nancy Kerrigan Memorial line, partnered with the Tonya Harding memorial line? %) fnord eyes a particularly virulent and disgusting spam. fnord shuts up. Rick takes notice of the "*Acting* Corporal" line, winces, and sits back to start eating *to Steve* "I dunno how to tell you this, boss. Been debating since we got into town, and I'm not sure with it." Kasia shrugs at Anya and goes back to eating. *to Vander* "Debating what?" Trent eats, more or less like a normal person. Ru`ach playes with her food, not too happy. Sighs. *to Steve* "Well, we've been traveling about a fair piece, got a good bit of capital, and this seems like a good enough spot. I'm kinda thinking of settling down and opening a shop." Anya looks down at the plate, not touching any of it. Ch`Dith eats bits from everything to see what they taste like. takes a liking to steak tartare in heated sauce, has another helping or two "Hmmm...." Kasia blinks at Vander. "A nice little shop, maybe a farm with a couple of sheep?" <3 points> Kasia: Little Shop of Horrors? *to Vander* "If you want to stick around, I won't stop you. I'll miss you, though." Trent OOCly rolls his eyes... why does everyone feel obligated to use obscure references? I know that one, that was in the Musical Hell I was subjected to. *to Steve* "It ain't nohing definite. Just thinking about it." Because it's fun? Not where I was getting it from. kat: you're regressing? That would be "A little development just off the interstate... just me... and a *toaster*..." I may like 'em now. But that was still Musical Hell. %) *to Vander* "Lemme know what you decide on. Lord knows I still need a top notch mechanic." %) Kasia grins. "Does that mean I win, Runt?" Vander nods to Steve, glares at Kasia. "Not by a longshot, womba...*glances at Steve*... kid." Kasia chuckles and digs in to her food. "No blood, no report." *proceeds to @mange* o/~ WowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowoWOM-BAT-MAN! o/~ THe ref's from Mostly Harmless, when Ford's standing on the ledge. Vander goes back to what he was doing on his readcorder Anya plays with the eating utensils, not touching the plate. "*to Anya* You are not hungry?" "Not particularly." Ch`Dith takes another scoop of near-raw meat in steaming red sauce. *to Steve* "Y'know. With the amount of firepower that APC's hauling about, we really don't need anything more than a base of operations. If you're serious about the mercinary gig." "And some good advertising." SteveM nods... lost in thought. Anya looks around table, goes back to inspecting the prongs of her fork. Trent glances over at the Runt, wonders if he should be worried. Kasia is also lost in thought - for different reasons than Steve, probably. SteveM holds up his fingers like a director, trying to imagine something. "Freelance crusader, reasonable rates.." "... no job too messy, no price to high. Just ask the bastards in Ixthots. Hehheh." SteveM chuckles and shakes his head. Anya drops her fork on the floor. Trent chuckles, shakes his head. "Well, I suppose that can't hurt credibility." +our Vix shakes his head slightly.. "Essh-who?" brb. "I wonder what the Cow and mosquito are up to." *to Trent* "But would it attract unwanted attention?" Trent shrugs. "From the Leeches or your former employers?" Will picks Anya's fork up for her. *to Anya* "You droppped this?" *to Trent* "Yes." Ch`Dith looks up at Will. Nods in greeting. Anya gets handed her fork back, looks up. "Will?" Vander looks up. "Will? The guy from the cave?" Will grins. "You didn't think I could resist following around a bunch like this, did you?" Rick [K75bhsh@bngr216-37-173ppp93.epix.net] has joined #Rifts Oi Rick! 'lo Rick sorry I'm late You made it! Arsenal sets mode: +o Rick Trent looks over at Will. "Ah hey, welcome back." Anya blinks, tries to rein her her spinning thoughts..."But I thought you were going home...to Lazlo." Wedding reception took longer than thought Rick: brief recap: you're in the diner with the others, eating while Steve hammers out details. Rick: Ah "Howdy, Will!" 'k Will just returned. "I thought I was, too. But, you know, we escaped from a dimension, that kind of..." he smiles at Anya... "brings people together." "Unless you're a faerie and a cow ." "Besides," he says as he sits down, "I kind of had the feeling I was running home. Decided to pick up maybe something more worth telling by the time a got back." SteveM chuckles and puts his arm around Kasia. "Innat the truth." "but that was their choice, Vander." *to Will* "Then you came back just in time. The boss got himself a right heavy brainstorm." Will looks at the boss. "Really?" Anya smiles. "Well, welcome back." Kasia smiles at Steve slightly, then stares off into space. *to Will* "You're looking -- Good Lord willing and the devil don't object -- at the nucleus of the North Star Company." Will looks around the table. "I have a feeling the devil's objections would be overruled. This is a mercenary company, I take it?" "I still think it should be Mitchell's Marauders." "That's the plan." Ru`ach sits there, not paying attention, running spells through her head. Runs Telekinesis through over and over trynig to make sure she knows it. Suddenly, Vander's glass tips over. Vander gets wet pants. "GAH!" . o O (Oh, shit!) Rick laughs Kasia glances at Vander's glass. "That was not me." "Whoever that was, that was a good call." Trent watches Vander get wet pants, chuckles. *cackle* Vix pointlaughs at the Runt Ru`ach looks up. "Sorry. I didn't mean that." Anya grins. "Better way to do it than I did, do it anonymously." "Farking snad! Be right back." *glares at Kasia as he heads out to the APC* Kasia holds her hands up in 'surrender' "I swear, I didn't do it." Vander heads out, accidentally leaving his readcorder at the table *to Kasia* "Nobody's saying you did, darlin'." Trent looks over at Ru. Grins. "Why didn't you mean that?" SteveM picks up the readcorder. "Hey... Vander left something.." "*He* thinks I did, hon." "Was I supposed to? Did he do something deserving of that? I wasn't paying attention." Rick looks around the group. "whoever did that, could you do that anytime he says something stupid?" "Well, he's Vander... dumping water on him can't hurt." Steve: You looking what I was doing with it? Anya goes back to playing with the fork. *to Ru* "He brought out the Mitchell's-- THAT name again." Will pulls out a notepad and pencil, solemnly writes: "North Star Company. Day 1." trent; too reminiscent of "bath"? Trent chuckles again, turns to Rick. "There's not enough water in the world for that." Kasia looks over Steve's shoulder at the pad... Well, there is that. SteveM looks down on the readcorder.. Ch`Dith 's eyes flick toward Rick in annoyance. Suddenly *his* glass tips over. "How true. How true." "I think I'm going to apologize to him." *leaves* Rick: now *you* have a wet lap %) "... I didn't do that, either." Rick gets wet. "DAMN! This was my best uniform...Wait a minute. It's my only uniform." Kasia passes her Techno-can reading roll Trent debates whether or not to follow, shrugs, and preemptively grabs onto his water glass to prevent it from getting dumped in his lap. *on the readcorder you see a blueprint for a good sized building, including a small barracks, vehicle maintainance bay, machine shop, and several scrawls for upgrades/modifications to the Plow. (What upgrades?) Ch`Dith looks innocent, harmless and generally unthreatening. "Say, this is a pretty good design." Kasia squints, whistles Ru`ach follows Vander. Ru: you catch up to him a block down the road. Sorta like when Dree`kast is trying to look peaceful and benign? Steve: The modifications, from what you can tell, are to the main gun and engine "Vander!" Vander turns to see you called him. SteveM looks up for a bit, just in time to see Trent grasp his glass. "In the future, lids." He then eyes the main gun upgrade. Ch`Dith OOCly *ROCKS* to the Rinbu Revolution live version. Masami-sama forever! Rick goes back to the APC and puts on some xivilian clothes. -x+c "Look, sorry about that. I wasn't paying attention." "Sorry about what?" Anya taps her fork on her water glass in a random beat." -" "The glass. That was me." Vander looks at Ru for a sec, then rolls his eyes skyward. "Slag! Now I gotta apologize to th' wombat. No problem, kid. Nothing to be sorry for." Ru`ach eyebrowraises. . o O (Apologize? Why?) Rick comes back, Makes sure his glass is empty. "Ok Vander heads for the APC and changes his pants "Look..." [Cleanse] Rick comes back, Makes sure his glass is empty. "Ok, who did that?" er.... Rick typistkills Ch`Dith sips some wine. *to Rick* "I have no idea. Now sit down, your food's getting cold." Vander returns to the cafe "Yes sir." *Sits and eats.* Trent chuckles. scratch the spell, btw. "So," Vix asks, "how do I fit into this group?" *to Steve* "I thought this was no decor?" Ru`ach heads to the APC instead of going back to the cafe. Vander sits back down, starts looking for his readcorder. "Where'ds I put that thing?" Vix: Well, someone needs to brew something drinkable... -d brb *to Vix* "Good question. If you are indeed a priest, then *maybe* chaplain." *to Vander* "I picked it up. Here." "Morale Officer?" *grins* Vander takes the readcorder from Steve. "Ye already looked at it?" SteveM eyes Trent with a gimlet stare. "No." *to Vander* "Yes, and there's some good stuff there too." Vander looks at Trent, then back to Steve. Vix pulls out one of his self-rolled cigarettes, lights it, takes a puff, and passes it to the Runt. *to Vander* "there any modefications for the APC in there?" *to Steve* "Uh, thanks..." Will tries to run over what he could contribute to a mercenary company in his head. "Ah... sweet weed." "hey Vix. Can I have one?" *to Vix* "No thanks. I prefer me own weed." Pulls out his pipe, lights it up* Ru`ach stays outside the APC, boxing with someone !real. "Fair enough. Pass it on." "thanks, Vix." Rick: roll to save vs. drugs... 15 or better on a D20 Vander heads over to the register and buys the local newsheet 16 fnord ruthlessly cleans stuff off of the campus shared novell volumes. Ah, superuser access.. "Now what about the specialists.... should we make them lieutenants, or warrant officers?" okay... just a slight buzzing. fnord is also happy knowing that if he fucks up, no one will ever know... :) and if I rolled under it? Vander returns to the table. "Specialists? In what?" you'd feel the effects more. A lot more :) *to Vander* "Kinda like department head, that sorta thing." Rick: You'd be trying to prevent your brain from sprouting legs and running away. *to Steve* "Oh." Anya drops the fork onto the table. Ch`D: (c:{ *to Steve* "As for me, I don't care about ranks much - I know where I'm useful. I have a fair knowledge of the sciences, speak several languages, and, if I may say so myself, people do seem to take to me. I could do some fairly persuasive negotiating, I think. And I can shoot, if it comes to that." "Warrant Officer's, I'd think." fnord ...... someone installed Age of Empires on the shared network volume. Vander goes through the classifieds, looking for real eastate/operator-type jobs SteveM writes that notation down on his clipboard. Elrond says: Those people ought to be taken out and shot Ru`ach eats a popsicle. At 6am. %) Van: there's a few in there... mostly low-paying tech jobs that'd take you away fromt he company for a few months. Ru: :) Vander passes over the job section, concentrates of real estate Real estate-wise, there's a few lots for sale or lease outside the city -of +on Vander looks for something near the city at a decent price several of them are 60 acres or better *to Steve* "So, what kinda jobs we takin', sir?" Will pays sudden attention to Steve's upcoming answer. *to Rick* The usual. Bug hunts." *to Rick* "There is that escort job to Queenston Harbor right now.." +" *to Steve* "That'd be a cakewalk." "permission to give my opinion, sir?" Kasia frowns at Vander. "An escort job through the Magic Zone, a cakewalk?" Isn't that "permission to speak freely?" ? *to Rick* "Feel free." Anya looks around the table, notices Ru isn't there. Gets up to leave. Ch: usually The escort one might now be that hard. What are they hauling?" +" *to Kaisa* "With the APC, the Plow, a Juicer, and my genious? Yeah." *to Vander* "Like you said, a bug hunt." *to Steve* "What departments are we talking about, anyway, boss?" *to Rick* "I don't know. Such details would probably be released on a need-to-know basis." *whispered aside to Steve* "Could you get him to stop the sir bit, at least at dinner? It's getting on my nerves." ch`d: You knew what i meant. Ru`ach stops to rest. Sore, still healing muscles. *to Vander* "Mechanical, Intelligence, Logistics, what else?" Anya walks out and starts heading back to the APC. "If we were escorting them, should we not 'need to know' ?" "We're just the escort, Dragon. It's the customers that need to know." *to Steve* "Special Ops?" *lloks at Trent* -lloks +looks *to Vander* "Of course, this is all depended on additional personnel +." "So would we -- if it were something that would attract special attention of the unwelcome kind." *to Kasia* "Depends on whether we actually *get* the job, you know?" Trent nods, stretches and stands up. "I'm going to go for a walk... you can figure out how to contact me if you need me." "Ok, Trent, see ya." *to general discussion* "In general, I'm in favor of knowing what we might face. Of course, this is the /Magic Zone/... the only things the customers might /expect/ to face they could tell us, you know?" *to steve* "Does it say how much we make upon success?" Anya approaches the APC. Sees Ru standing there. "Hey..." Trent wanders out into the city, wandering around fairly aimlessly. *to Rick* "A cool million. I think that would be a worthy addition to the warchest, wouldn't you?" Trent: keeping an eye out for a trio of borgs, are we? Ars: That too. Also kinda getting a feel for the city, since it seems like we're going to be based here eventually. Ru`ach goes inside. Gets her book. Goes back out. Opens it to Energy Bolt. Watches a tree come down. (Before Anya gets there) Prepares to do it again. "Yes sir!" Ru: Don't forget that package I bought you a few sessions ago Trent subconciously checks his pistol and vibroblade before he sets off. *to Rick* "Will ya knock off that 'sir' crap?! It's gettin' annoying!" Van: that you never gave me. You held on to it. Or unconciously rather.... Ru: It's at the APC only [deity] knows what was in there. (passed literacy roll, btw) Ru: 8nod* Ru`ach hears Anya. Turns around. "Hey..." *to Rick* "You don't have to sir me, Corporal. This is an informal dinner, you know." *to Steve* "for a price that high, We're bound to run into some major trouble." "Whatcha up to?" "Letting out repressed anger." *to Rick* "I had no doubts otherwise." Kasia finishes her dinner and stares off into space. Anya nods. *to Kasia* "What's wrong?" Ch`Dith looks up. Glances at Tanker and Melter. Does a quick check if Anya's out of earshot. Ch`Dith 's face sets. Anya gestures to the spell book. "Praticing your spells?" Kasia jerks out of her stupor. "Nothing, really." "Actually, there is one thing..." *to Ch'D* "What is it?" "Oh. That too. Well, no. Letting out anger." "Sheez! One more person zones out like that, and I swear I'll check meself into a psycho ward." Anya nods. Ch`Dith ponders how to say this best. Opts for TP. Kasia glares at Vander Vander glares back Ch`Dith . o O (*complex sequence of images detailing the convo/happening between Vampus and Anya*) *to Vander* "what'd ya say? I kinda zoned out there for a second." Kasia winces *ow* "Ow." Anya sits down next to the APC. Doesn't say anything, just glances out over the scrub brush around the city. Tightbeam to Kas and Steve. *muttered* "Holy shit." Kasia dumps Rick's glass onto his pants "Do you mind?" Will is, then, still waiting for the "one thing." Vander turns his glare on Rick. "About time you started cracking jokes. Here's a cookie." Geez, now *THAT* hasn't happened yet in this session. *to Rick* "There's a name for people who don't pay attention on the field: Casualties." " whoever did that/ My glass was empty." Will: Ch`Dith discovered that Anya is a Master Vampire's mind slave Ch`Dith resorts to words again. "He is not as powerful as the thing we faced under the town of Ixzotz... But he comes close." Vander looks at Ch'D. "Whoa! Warn me before you do that!" Yeah, but Ch'Dith said that out loud. Will's still waiting for him to say what it is. Rick takes the cookie. "Got milk?" Ow. *to Ch`D* "Who isn't?" *to Ch'Dith* "And where's Bevo when we really need him?" "The Master Vampire holding the Seeker in thrall." Ch`Dith looks at Steve. "Who?" * Ch`Dith . o O (*complex sequence of images detailing the convo/happening between Vampus and Anya*) Will gets real quiet. "Whu...?" I believe that was broadcast to everyone present. "Uh oh." *to Ch'Dith* "The grasschewer." Ru`ach brings down another tree. "What? I gotta use silver rounds again?" Didn't he say Tightbeam to Kas and Steve.? Ars: No, Ch'Dith tightbeamed it. Next couple of lines. *to Vander* "Good thing I made you make silver rounds in bulk." ah... missed that part in the scroll. OOC: He's said it verbally now, so we're all on the same wavelength. Anya startles a little, looks at the tree. "Nice..." Will invokes the mighty juju of SteamRoller! Rick kisses his silver xross. "Thank Adoni I have this." *to Steve* "Yah. Unless we sold." -x+c Ru`ach sighs. "I do not believe she is consciously aware of his control -- or even his existence -- unless he exerts direct control." Will: Manheim SteamRoller? :) Van: Will's own dice proggy 88%. Failed a Lore:Demon roll. *in general* "I'm a little unfamiliar with the nature of the thrall. Do you have more specifics?" Ch'D: Oh "Of course, what Ch'Dith just told us does not leave this gathering. If Strahd von Zarovich out there gets wind that we're on to him, there's no telling what he'd do to Anya." Trent 's wandering takes him near enough to the APC for him to hear the sound of trees being ruthlessly demolished. Assuming it's just another fight, he ignores it and keeps wandering. "You need to talk?" A Juicer ignoring a fight? Wonders never cease. *to Steve* "Who?" *to Vander* "The vampire." Ars: Enh, he who toys with mages without armor is a fool. "What she knows, he knows. Once he knows, he will most likely cut his losses by killing her and then disappearing." "Ravenloft references are lost on this bunch." "Angus, how are ye goin' to get 48 million kilts into the van?" "I'll have to do it in two goes." "Eyuk. But is there control?" "How do you mean?" Kasia winces at this *to Ch'D* "Can't have that. I'll be at the APC, reviewing our stock of anti-mosquito gear." "Can he control her actions at all?" "So which side of the phone do we disconnect?" "Yes." *to Anya* "I.. I guess I'm okay." Vander heads for the APC A waitress comes up to those of you at the table. "Coffee or desert, anyone?" Will pays attention to Rick's question, assuming it's about freeing her. "That's a familiar sentiment...." Anya looks out over the scrub again. "Day by day..." SteveM shakes his head. "No, we're fine here." "Okay." She heads over to the register, and brings over the check. "If we're going against a vampire, Can I have a projectile gun? All I have is a laser." "Her instructions seem to be to stay with us and observe. For now." Trent walks past the construction site he was at before, stops to see if they smoothed over the portion of the concrete he sprawled into. ($300, by the way) *to Will, after the waitress leaves* "I gather he needs to be inside a certain distance to exert any control." Vander idly wonders how his new toy would work on a vamp Trent: that they have. Ars: Figgered as much. Ru`ach sighs. Gets up. Brings down another tree. not many trees left anymore. Aww :P :) *to Rick* "Of course. You do have some money to buy one with?" Ch`Dith , on a hunch, looks the waitress over checking for signs of, oh, let's say bite marks or oddlets in her aura... I am the Lorax! I speak for the trees! Ch: nothing out of the ordinary Vander arrives at the APC, looks at the pile of fallen trees. "Hey Ru! I don't think we have a wood burner! Ya might try selling that in town." Ru`ach goes inside, not saying anything to Anya. Bah! "I got $700 +" "That should get you a decent piece." Anya looks up at Vander. "Hey..." "I do have this AK-47 I picked up if you want it. "don't we have any in storage?" +" *to Anya* "Hey, Anya. Get your gear together. We gots trouble." Ru`ach thuds on the bed with that odd feeling of involuntarily slowing down... "Thanx steve." *looks over the gun. +* "Trouble?" Elrond says: I hate to miss a good fight "It's not with me, it's in the APC." Trent gets an idea, shrugs. Pulls out his vibroknife and carves "Borgs should have the brain replaced along with everything else." into the concrete. "Yah. Steve'll fill you in if we decide to follow it up." Literacy Roll passed. oh ok Trent: *whee* by how much? SteveM picks up the check. Rolled 13%, needed 40. Ah... legible, then. Anya nods, gets up, follows Vander. Looks baffled. "We're leaving Worth?" Trent puts the vibroknife away and walks away, whistling to himself. Trent: A night guard shines a light in your area. "Hey you! What are you doing here?" anyone know the stats on an AK-47? "Leaving." Trent turns and walks off. Rick: I'm sure someone will get them to you later. *to Anya* "Not yet. But I could use a hand with inventory. Need a count of everything wooden or silver." Rick: It's in the Rifts rulebook Rick: 4d6 SDC damage, 30 round magazine, 800' range. Smooooooth one, Runt-boy. 7.62mm round, I do believe. "Wood and silver? There's vamps in town?" Ja, 7.62x39 Soviet. Elrond says: *nods* thanks Trent OOCly has retained most of the Compendium of Contemporary Weaponry. *to Anya* "Might be. Someone was saying they saw some wierd goings on a few nights past." SteveM leads Kasia out of the diner Trent wonders what the charge for vandalism is as he walks off. Kasia follows Steve, still incredibly zoned. Ch`Dith gets up, leaves, wanders through town, more or less APC-ward *to Kasia* "What's wrong? You look like you got into Vix's stash." *continues to be baffled* "There's no vamps in Lone Star. I've lived here my whole life...there's never once been...'cept if you live in Juarez, or one of the border towns." Vander goes straight to his Hog, unloads the standard rounds from his shotgun, reloads with silvers. Vander: You always carry silver bullets around? Anya: that voice in your head commands you, "He knows. Kill him." Kasia laughs at that. "No, I'm clean. I'm just..." Anya clenches her teeth together. Rick goes back to the APC, Looks for the gun and his smokes. *to Anya* "The way most city govs work, there's vamps everywhere. Ever wonder about the high tax rate sucking the lifeblood out of the average worker?" *LOL* "Do not disobey me, my pet. Kill him." Will: They're a hold-over from the campaign in Ixzotz "But that's not the kind you kill with wood and silver..." ars: did I find it or does steve have to give it to me? *to Kasia* "You can tell me... whenever you're ready." Anya starts slowly walking back to the APC, fighting every step. Vander keeps an eye on Anya Rick: It'd be with his personal stuff... So we've all left the diner and are heading to the APC, yes? ok "Thanks. It'll be later rather than sooner." you don't mess with the boss's stash. SteveM walks back to the APC with Kasia. Rick lights a smoke *to Kasia* "Ok." *to Anya* "Sure it is. It's gold and paper they're immune to." I'll wait til he give it to me Kasia tugs on Steve's shirt about halfway there. "I need to sit down. Sorry; I'm jsut feeling a little faint." "Unless applied to the palm and pocket." SteveM lets Kasia down on a bench nearby. Anya continues shuffling towards the APC. "Maybe I *did* get into Vix's stash, heh..." Prozac [prozac@herring.sandwich.net] has quit IRC (Read error to Prozac[herring.sandwich.net]: Connection reset by peer) Ding ding dong, the emperorbot is dead! bbiafm Rick is now known as Rickaway Vander Who did the MV order to be killed? Van: you. OK Van: think about it. ;) Ch`Dith wanders around. Gets lost. Decides to skip the middle road and teleports to the APC. Anya lifts herself quietly into the APC, starts to go into the control room and grabs her rifle. Ars: Exactly how long is it taking the rest of the group to get from the diner to the APC? Ru`ach sees Anya go in? Zark. failed. ru: yes. Will: A looooong time. ;) Will: a few minutes. Ch`Dith tries again in 30 secs Vander decides to try out the ReND[tm] on the vamps, if they show up. Ru`ach peeks in. Sees Anya pick up a rifle. Anya picks up the rifle and comes back outside, quickly making sure it's loaded and set. Trent ponders tracking down a Juicer bar, seeing if there's anyone he knows or knows of. And a clean 1. *wop* Ru`ach grabs her staff and follows. Ch'D: I speak for all the Italians here. I resent that :) Anya: the voice panics. "Stop! Not while the dragon is present!" Anya determinedly walks outside carrying the rifle. There aren't any italians here. Anya: No, it's jammed. You clear it at Vander. Anya startles. Ch'D: I am Ch`Dith appears with the sound of a thousand people whispering "Wop" Kasia shakes her head a few times. "Okay. Sorry about that. I guess I'm more depressed than I thought." Vander looks to see what the movement behind him is, sees Anya. "Yah. Bring that thing over here. I might have some ammo for it." "Put the weapon away, and wait for a more opportune time." "Until then, forget my command." Anya looks at her hands, wonders how she got it here, nods to nobody in particular, and walks back to the APC, passing Ru. Prozac [prozac@herring.sandwich.net] has joined #Rifts Anya sets mode: +o Prozac Ru`ach blinks. Trent: you find one in the mean part of town. Ch`Dith stares after Anya for a second, then looks at Vander. More specifically, at what he's doing. Anya puts it back neatly in the control room after retriggering the safety, is confused about how it got off in the first place. which rifle, btw? Uh, Trent... is this a bad time to note that you're hardly on speaking terms with the guys from your garrisson? You deserted, remember? Trent grins, walks through the door, checking to make sure is wallet and weaponry are in their respective places. Ch`D: Err... this ain't New Del Rio. Ch: he's from Del Rio. Ch'D: We're in Worth, not Del Rio Ars: Killing is best done with an MDC rifle, I would think. Make sure they're dead, y'know. :) I know, but he mentioned looking for familiar faces... Ch`D: *shrug* You meet a lot of people as a city rat. And as for which one, they're both sitting together with the scholar's stuff... :) Calculus [jrenken@putc721612000051.cts.com] has joined #Rifts Prozac sets mode: +o Calculus [Calculus] Now serving crisis #86... Oi, Calc moo Cal. (OOC) Uhh...the bot just died? Trent: only face you recognize is Vanessa. moo cal Ay, Cal *nod* moo calc... looks it... (OOC) The bot on #improfanfic did that earlier. Blah. :P Elrond says: moo Cal (OOC) *lurk* bak Trent glances around, decides to walk over and say hi to Vanessa. Rickaway is now known as Rick Anya steps out of the APC, sees Ru and Ch'Dith. "Hey, what's the party about?" Ru`ach shrugs. "You tell us." "Nothing. I just returned." Ch`Dith shoots a *TIGHT* beam to Ru. .o(Whatever you saw, now is not the time to mention it. I will explain.) A few hours, a few drinks, and a few barfights later... ;) Anya looks at the two of them in utter confusion. "Okay...I guess." Trent: Vanessa turns to you, and greets you with a smile. "Long time, no see, Trent. I saw the fight. You took down Gyges like a pro." Vander continues to putter around gathering impliments of Vampire destroying goodness Ch`Dith walks over to Vander. looks at the stuff he's checking. "Are we expecting to run into vampires?" *to Ch'D* "Might be. Hey, is a can of beer a holy symbol?" Anya continues walking to where she seems to remember being before everything got hazy. To Vix, pobably. ;^) *chuckle* Ch`Dith . o O (*TIGHT to Runt* You *do* realise he now is aware that you know?) "Hell, thanks Vanessa. It wasn't really that much of a fight, though." Ru`ach walks into the fort, Staff in hand. Elrond says: OOC OK, folks I need to run, I'll see you next friday *to Ch'D* . o O (That's the idea. Now all we need is for you and Kasia to keep scanning for him, and we toast his ass.) "So I saw. Got interrupted by a dragon in the grandstand." "So, who do I have to kill to get a drink around here?" *smile* cya, Elrond 'k elrond cay, elrond Later Elf Lord cya, even bye elrond. :) "Oh that... he's kinda odd, but he's an okay sort." nites Elrond. Elrond [elrond@valinor.sjsu.edu] has quit IRC (Read error to Elrond[valinor.sjsu.edu]: Connection reset by peer) Calculus [jrenken@putc721612000051.cts.com] has left #Rifts "Barkeep! A bottle of Jack Daniels for my friend!" *to Kasia* "You sure you're feeling fine? Maybe you should see a doctor." Ch`Dith . o O (Don't you think I haven't tried? He is masking his presence. The veil is of such a level that I can neither pierce nor detect it.") -" "Then we do this the hard way." Rick checks his stuff. "lets see... Silver bullets... check, Cross...check. Anyone have holy water?" fnord is away [autogone:30/l:on] Kasia shakes her head. "No, really. I'm fine. Let's get back?" Vander ka-cliks his shotgun Anya continues walking back towards Vander. Ponders s'more. Looks at the ground as her memory seems to fail her again. *to Kasia* "Sure." *they continue on their merry way* fnord sorry, I should have turned autoaway off "So who are they using in the fights now that I knifed Gyges?" Vander straps the ReND[tm] to his hip Rick: Where exactly are you doing this? In the APC Vanessa chuckles. "Believe it or not, a Glitter Boy." rick: what part of the APC ? LOL "Ow. Those things are a bitch if you don't have some firepower." Rick: in other words, RIGHT UNDER ANYA'S NOSE? I guess it's the main room outside the cocpit Which part of "what she knows, he knows" did you miscomprehend? Rick thinks of a gun the fires wooden stakes. "I've gone toe to toe with one or three of them. They're not that tough, if you can get behind 'em." Trent: You're wearing the helmet you ripped off of one as a memento :) "Or on top of them... I pulled the head off one of 'em. Use it for a helmet now." "Which, since they're as slow as molasses in January, is quite easy." Van: I know. Well, I'm not wearing it now. "But enough about that, what have you been up to since then?" Rick goes up to Vander. describes the gun to him. "you think you can make it?" *to Rick* "Don't need to. i can make wooden bullets for your gun." "Lemme think... well, after the fight the group of people I was with went down to Mehico, to some unpronouncable city. Killed a Vampire intelligence, came back up north again." Ru`ach sits down somewhere. Gets really curious... . o O (Ch'Dith?) Anya listens to Rick talk to Vander. "First Vander, and now Rick. Why are you guys so worried about vampires? There's none in Lone Star." Ch`Dith OOCly seriously ponders just killing Rick now and saving Vampy the trouble. *to Vander* "and they won't disintegrate on firing?" *to Anya* "We ain't in Lone Star. This is Worth. You feeling OK?" "Bit later we drove past a skullboy patrol, and stole their APC. Actually that reminds me of someting... I think the CS might be making Juicers too." Rick: HINT: DROP THE SUBJECT IN FRONT OF ANYA. WHAT SHE KNOWS THE VAMP LORD KNOWS. Ars: Assuming I wandered back with the group, I listen to what I can of this in despair and head back to my rig to pick up my holstered rifle and my staff. Then return, trying to look nonchalant, like I'm waiting to be off. Vanessa laughs at this. "Leave it to the Coalition to break their own laws." "I'm using Lone Star in the broadest Coalition sense, Vander. Worth is part of that. And there are none here!" SteveM gets back with Kasia right about now. *to Anya* "Then I'll at least know what can be melted down for ttrade." "Yeah, amen to that. You heard about those new Chainsaws, though? Those things are nice." "If there were vampires in the city, I would have sensed them." "Heard about them? I own three." Kasia frowns at Vander, than at Anya. "What's up? +" "Exactly. What Ch'Dith said. So there." *to Kasia* "Thinking about melting down and selling all the silver ammo." Ru`ach heads back... *chuckle* "Somehow I'm not surprised." Kasia nods. "Okay. But..." She looks wisful for a second, "Do we have to sell all of it? I had to get rid of my ring collection..." "So you stole a Coalition APC? How'd you pull that off?" Anya smiles at Kasia. "Vander here thinks there's vamps in Worth." *starts laughing at the absurdity of this* "My girls haven't been able to pull off something that large in a while." Will plonks down a subjectchange. *to Steve* "Did I hear about a job, or what?" *to Kasia* "I'm no jeweler, but I might be able to make a few." *to steve* "So we gonna take that Escort job?" SteveM joins in the laughing too... After a few minutes, he says, "C'mon Vander. I think we've done enough damage for one night." Kasia snickers along with Anya. "Sheesh. Van, we got ourself a Vamp detector over there in the dragon." Ru`ach gets back to the group. Goes up to Ch'D. . o O (We need to talk.) *to Will* "You did." *to Rick* "You'll know more when I know more, and that will be in the morning." Ch`Dith . o O (Correct.) *shrug* "Ye gets paranoid in a world o' giants." Ch`Dith subsequently wanders off. +into the night. Ru`ach follows. "Well, that was fun. They had a pair of Sams on CAP, so we took those out first. They opened up the top hatch to let out some skelbots and a Juicer." Ch`Dith , once out of ear/mindshot, spikes Ru with the story. Ru`ach shudders muchly when they get far away enough that it's dark. Ch'D: Not the best choice of words Oh, really? Vander kills himself for wandering into the gutter "I was using my jet pack at the time, so I pulled my chainsaw and used it and the Juicer to break my fall. After that, I dove through the top hatch into the troop compartment." Ru`ach gapes. "You mean..." Ch`Dith nods. SteveM leads Vander out of the APC and to a safe distance before... "You *are* crazy." "Now... What did you see?" She pours you more JD. Ru`ach shudders again. "Can we go somewhere else? Somewhere not so dark? I'm getting scared." Ch`Dith nods. *to Vander* "You may be a top-notch mechanic, but there are times when you make me wonder whether or not you know your ass from a hole in the ground." Rick wanders downtown. Secretly searching for a church. Ch`Dith follows Ru to Somewere Less Dark? *to Steve* "Never question a Hobbit about holes." fnord ooh! ooh! the hole is the one in the dirt! Anya uneasily sits down in the dirt and the growing darkness. Wonders when the next memory blankout is going to come. Pulls out her harmonica to clear the thoughts and starts playing. (30%) Anybody who's familiar with Pre-Rifts music will make out the strains of "Times They Are A'Changing." Ch'D: yep. ...actually.... *to Vander* "Then why were you taking an inventory of -anti-vampire weapons- in front of a -vampire's thrall-?" Trent slams it. "Thanks. Naah, the crazy bit's coming up. See, I they started pulling vibroblades and pistols... whole squad. I yanked the pins out of about half a dozen plasma grenades on one dead boy's bandolier and went bak out through the hatch. The rest of the explosives in there cooked off too. Booom." He grins and makes exploding motions with his hands. ars: is there a church in town? Ru`ach walks further into the night. When she thinks it's safe enough, Globe of Daylights a small area. Rick: At least one. yes *to Steve* "Because it gives the Vamp a target to worry about. While it tries to get me, you can get it." however, all are closed this time of night. Kasia sits down and stares into the sky. Ch`Dith looks around, nods, sits down. "So... What did you see?" Kasia glances over at Ch'Dith. "What are we going to do?" "What are we going to do? What *can* we do?" Will [William@tnt1-38-123.cac.psu.edu] has quit IRC (Ping timeout for Will[tnt1- 38-123.cac.psu.edu]) *to Vander* "Vampires don't get to be masters by being chest-stabbers. Think. Who do you expect would be the triggerman (or in this case, triggerwoman) to take you out?" Kasia erps, sorry I was wondering... For some reason, thought you guys were still back 'home' ;P So, scratch that Kasia just stares at the sky and listens to the sweet sound of the Runt getting chewed out Anya pulls the harmonica out of her mouth, starts singing (11) the words o/~ because the loser now will be later to win/ for the times they are a'changing o/~ Rick feels tired. Descides to take a short nap. "We have only one link to the vampire. And she will die the moment he feels she becomes a liability to him." *to Steve* "Anya, of course. That vamp's gotta break radio silence sooner or later, this Kasia or Ch'D can nail his position." -this +then Will [William@tnt1-38-123.cac.psu.edu] has joined #Rifts Rick: on the steps someplace? re Will Trent sets mode: +o Will "That's... not good." 're Will re all. *to Vander* "If Ch'Dith knew where he was already, I felt he would've dealt with it directly. No, he's firing while cloaked. Trust me on this." no I'm heading back after the church was closed "If it comes to that, he will lie low and strike later when we do not expect it." 'k *to Steve* "Point. But I'm still sleeping with the shotgun." "What can we *do*?!" "We will need to catch him in the open -- and keep him there long enough to take him down." Trent finishes his glass, pours himself another. "So, there anything to do in this town?" "The former is hard but manageable. The latter - I do not know." *to Vander* "You'd *better*. Now I have to figure out the plan, now that our collective fly's just been unzipped." "And Anya?" "A few mercenary jobs. There's the weekly murderthon and deadball matches." *to Steve* "By the way. We still have plenty o' silver ammo." "If we destroy the vampire, we can destroy the hold he has over her. His control is too powerful to directly break, I think." "Yeah, we signed up for one of those jobs... an escort job across the magic zone." *to Steve* "And I'm kinda hankering to find out if vamps can deal with an artificial heart attack." *to Vander* "In the meantime, track down a place where you can make .44 magnum silver rounds. Melt down the 9mm if you need to, but leave some just in case. We'll be needing the 7.62 and 5.56 as it is." "For you, you mean? What about someone like *grumble* Kasia?" *to Steve* "Roit." *to Vander* "Did you say, 'artificial heart attack'?" Rick realizes he's too scared about the vamp to sleep. "You know anything about it?" "That one? Sheesh, you guys *are* nuts, if you're taking that one." *to Steve* (pats the ReND[tm] on his hip) "Hehheh. New toy." *evil grin* "Ch`dith, what about a mindscape like before." "With a normal one, maybe. With this one, however... I do not know." Now *Rick's* following my lead. Rick... "Really... you know what we're escorting?" Ch`Dith has kicked Rick from #Rifts (1) You're not here. 2) You don't even know what happened there!) Rick [K75bhsh@bngr216-37-173ppp93.epix.net] has joined #Rifts Ch`Dith loses his cool. +OOCly *to Vander* "You'd think the undead wouldn't have to worry about such stuff, but you never know..." "I'd take my girls through the gates of Hell before making my way through the Zone." "What about both of you together?" "Maybe. But he would know right away." *to Steve* "At the least, it'll make 'em think twice before ordering Italian." SteveM breaks down laughing. "Stop. You're reminding me of Kasia after me calming her down." "Seems King Macklin's right hand crony's been invited to some big meeting up in Queenston, and he wants to take the shortest route possible." Kasia glances over. "Don't try to kiss him, or I'll have to kill you." QotN? fnord OOCly raises an eyebrow.. Oh, it's getting interesting. Vander sticks his tongue out at Kasia. "I'm not that kinda boy." :) Kas: I thought you had no temper for gutterjokes tonight? fnord Oh, darn. *to Kasia* "Wouldn't even dream of it. He has entirely the wrong kind of chest for me to even consider doing that!" Kasia looks innocently at Van. "I had you pegged wrong all this time?" "Especially since he's already a week behind schedule." No, personal jokes, not gutter. ;) Anya idly wonders where Ch'Dith is. Finds herself wondering why she's wondering about this. Trent winces. "Hmm... that could be... shit. Well, I'll tell Steve in the morning. So, I heard you got yourself an army set up... how's that going?" Vander heads off for the nearest dealer in hardgoods and raw material. Vansessa chuckles. "We're making money, and stealing from the Coalition every chance we get, no good bastards." Kasia shrugs at Steve. "Hmm... I don't know. You know what they say..." *rattles somethign off in Japanese* Van: the town is pretty much dead, this time of night. Ch`Dith sighs, gets up. "If she suspects, she will guess. If she knows, so does he. And she will die." aris; "shikata ga nai" *to Kasia* "And that means?" Rick finds Vander, motions that he wants to talk privately. "Great. That's comforting." Kasia suddenly blushes furiously. "I'm not sure I can translate it." "Good for you! Try to get a Mk. V if you can, they're kinda nice. Oh, you know much about Naruni weaponry?" "*Vehu hacham gadol...*" SteveM runs his fingers through Kasia's hair. "You know damn well I'm not that kind of guy." *to Rick* "Yeah, kid?" "Naruni? Only that they're very powerful, very pricey, and even more rare. Why?" Kasia grins. "Of course." "I will try all I can. But I cannot protect her from an attack I cannot predict where it will come from." Ch`Dith raises a Belonging to Some of the People's Eyebrow[tm Shingo] at Ru. "I want you to make those wooden bullets for me. If you can do it secretly." "We had better go back." SteveM OOCly attempts to remember who wrote that one poem that had "no armor against fate" in it. "Yeah." *to Rick* "Already got the word from Steve. We'll pack silvers." "Well, I found this one rifle when we knocked over the vamp intelligence... it's like 6 feet long and 30 pounds. Only an 8 round magazine, but it packs a helluva punch. Took off the head of a Sam, one shot." Arsenal sets mode: +o Rick " No Armour Against Fate is a collection of five pieces of Bubble Gum Crisis Fanfic forming a whole. The order of the stories is as follows; " "'k" Ru`ach has the globe follow until it runs out or they get to a lighted area, whichever comes first. Vanessa whistles appreciatively. "I *have* to get one of those guns." Trent: Which I recently modified :) Van: that was a different weapon. Ars: 'k SteveM OOCly layeth the smacketh down on a passing fnord. brb Ch`Dith walks back to another gate into the town. (not the one where the APC is parked in front of) Steve; James Shirley, "Piping Peace" bbias fnord: cool "Yeah... too bad the thing doesn't use eclips. I only have about 50 rounds of ammo left." No, that's "Death the Leveller" not "piping peace" Anya tireds, falls asleep in the dirt outside the APC. Vander goes back into the APC, busies himself in the vehicle bay "Well, word on the street is that Robot Control has ties to the Naruni. They might even be funded by them." "If anyone can get more ammo, it's them." Rick goes back to the APC. Plays his mandolin. "Hmm... yeah, I'd think. You know if they have a home base somewhere?" is 00 high or low Arsenal notes that, ICly, it's approaching midnight. Will gets uncomfortable seeing a woman sleeping in the dirt. Brings a blanket. Gently. Rick: 00 = 100% = horrible failure. Anya doesn't notice. :) Vander gets comfortable on his Hog, drifts off to sleep. damnit Kasia listens to a sound like an exploding mandolin. "... what the ..." Rick: A couple of strings snap Anya wasn't meant to. :^) *to whoever* "Night watches?" I figured. %) *to Kasia* "Let's not worry about that." *kisses her softly* "damn! I need to replace those" Kasia grins and kisses Steve back. Ch`Dith then walks through town back to the APC. aaw, how sweet. :) Anya moves in the dirt a little, mutters something about Mexico being suicide. "Not a clue." She looks at the time. "Well, I have to get back to the girls. We're raiding a CS S&D detail in the morning." Would this be a bad moment to note that gqmpeg cued _Principles of Lust_ ? Ru`ach gets back to the APC. Sees Will over Anya. Whispers, "Wanna carry her inside?" *to himself* "well if I can't play my mandolin. I guess I'll try to sleep +" shad; and my own queued up "Love Changes Everything" at about the same time Will picks her up carefully. Whispers, "Where's her room?" "Sounds like fun. Well, I'll see ya around. Thanks for the drink." Sheesh. I passed on my Talent. I really *am* contagious. Ru`ach shows the way. "No problem, Trent. See you around." Skipping ahead until morning... Anya sighs, but doesn't awaken. Trent eventually wanders back to the APC. Will lays Anya down on her bed. Pausing for a moment, he sits down beside her and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. After studying her face, he looks up to Ru`ach. "We've /got/ to, Ru. We've just got to." one of you is awakened by a rooster crowing. And leaves. Vander wakes up, wondering why his mouth tastes like metal, then pulls his face off the handlebars, "Ugh!" Rick feels like killing the rooster. Ru`ach shakes her head. "I know." And leaves, too. Ch`Dith incinerates the rooster with a sneeze of flame. Kasia is in the hotel? Ch`Dith does *NOT* like crowing when he's trying to think and plan. Will wanders outside looking for orders, plans, etc. SteveM awakens in his room, has a breakfast of cold club sandwich. Trent didn't bother with sleep, as is fairly common with him. 15 to hit Anya wakes up suddenly. Bangs her head on the bunk above. Shouts "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" rather loudly. Vander gets off the Hog, sets about getting breakfast mm, squirrel. Trent hmms, ponders wandering down to the construction site in time to see the borgs get to work. >;] that shout should wake up nearly everyone in the APC Kasia breakfasts, showers, dresses, and meanders outside. Anya looks at her hands, jumps off the bunk, looking desperately for a mirror. Vander falls the rest of the way off the Hog. "WHAT THE FARK?!" SteveM does his routine and goes outside as well anya: there's one in the toilet room. Trent instead finds Steve. Rick looks at the flame broiled rooster. "Who wants chicken for breakfast." Vander gets up, goes to see who screamed 6 MDC damage. There isn't anything left to eat, methinks. Anya pulls the door open and stares into the mirror. Smiles menacingly in the mirror, looking at her teeth. Vander changes topic to "Beer. It's what's for dinner." Anya: the teeth are normal. SteveM changes topic to "Beer. It's what's for breakfast, lunch, and dinner." "Oi! Who's doing all the screaming in here?" you have a small patch of reddish skin on the base of your neck, tho. Trent changes topic to "Jack. It's what's for breakfast, lunch, and dinner." Anya breathes deeply, tries to calm herself down, panicks again when she sees the reddish skin. Crashes to the floor. "No, no, no, please let it be a dream, a horrible bad dream..." Vander changes topic to "Welcome to the worlds of Rifts, where Suicide Squid isn't just a comicbook character." Ok, that's enough with the topic changes. No it's a weapon. :) Vander hears a *thump* from Anya's comparment, bangs on the door. "You OK in there?" Suicide Squid... a type with a life of it's own. Ru`ach wanders into the fort, too engaged in thinking about Anya. Walks straight into Kasia. *bonk* "Ow!" Anya continues sobbing on the floor. s/type/typo/ "Ow! Sor--oh. It's you." Vander gets the door open. "Anya. Whatsa matter?" GM: APC's soundproof, right? Trent walks over to the hotel, grabs some breakfast. Will: from the outside. SteveM is about to check up on Kasia and Ru-chan, but instead sees Trent.... Kasia rubs her shoulder. "Niiiice. How's it going, razzle-dazzle?" Ru: hehe. Hatchet still unburied? some compartments on the inside are not. GM: Okay. Still waiting in view. Anya doesn't answer Vander, doesn't even seem to notice him. "*Something rather impolite in Japanese*" Knowing those two, the handle's sticking out. Trent notices Steve. "Ah hey there, fearless leader. I found out some about what we're escorting." Vander goes out to the main hatch to see if anyone else ids here "Well, what's the good word? +" -ids +is Kasia raises an eyebrow. "For your sake, I'm going to pretend you didn't say that. Then, you can pretend I didn't say, *something incredibly unflattering about Ru's direct genetic heritage in Japanese*" who's at the APC? Rick heads out for breakfast. *handraise* other than Vander and Anya Obviously me. %) I'm outside, presuming that's the area we'll be congregating. Rick was just leaving it. Ch`Dith is/was snoozing on the roof "Well, the cargo is, to quote a friend of mine, King Macklin's right hand flunky. He's looking for the shortest route, which just happens to be through the MZ, because he's already a week late for a conference." Kasia holds up a hand to forestall any more comments. "We're even. Leave it a that." Vander catches sight of Will and Rick. "Oi, you two! Something's up with the scholar!" Will/Rick: you're not concerned about Anya's scream? "Walking away? Never thought I'd see that..." Ars: You said it was soundproof. Now that Vander's said that... "A week late, through the Magic Zone. Looks like the price may get higher." the one that presumably woke you up in the first place? "Don't tempt me, razzle-dazzle." I'm not awake till I get my cwafee Ch`Dith was 1) already awake and 2) not inside the soundproofed APC no the rooster did. Will heads in. Kasia skirts Ru and heads to the APC Trent grins. "I was waiting for you to say that. Anyway, I just thought I'd let you know." Vander ducks back into the APC to see about getting Anya back to whatever passes for normal Arsenal is assuming the hatch was open, since you two were headed outside. GM: So how crowded is the room where Anya's collapsed on the floor? Anya keeps her face in her hand. "nononononono" it's a half-bath... *to Trent* "Well, you might want to change into your most reputable things. It's time to check out a palace." barely enough room for one person. "Reputable?" Vander is standing outside the compartment, looking in GM: the point is, can I get to her and down beside her, or is there someone blocking the way? Kasia finds the door open, frowns, heads inside. "You know, the outfit with the least amount of spots and Irish pennants." "Anya! Hey, kid! Snap out of it!" what's the APC? A bar, a restaurant? "Ah hell, how much time do we have?" Vander's in the way, methinks... you can see over him to see Anya crying on the floor. Rick comes back with a coffee. sees the croud at the bathroom. "what happened?" rob: Armored Personnel Carrier. fnord: A vehicle. Troop transport. Big, kind of. fnord: The APC is an armoured personnel carrier troop transport. lovely. O_o Anya still doesn't seem to have noticed Vander or anybody else. and yeah, it's big. Rolling on Paramedic... *to Trent* "Thirty minutes. Up to an hour if you need it, and you better have a damn good reason if you need more." Vander lets Will handle this Kasia gets to the door, freezes when she takes in the scene. "Oh, my." Hair pull! Hair pull! Hair pull!!!! 52% on 50%! *grins* "I'm a Juicer. Where're we meeting?" Vander goes to change his clothes. How often can one try again? Will: should she lift her head, you'll notice something resembling a "really gross hickey" (5 pt ref) on her neck. *to Trent* "Macklin's palace. Now shall we at least get food in our bellies?" o/~ tire tracks and broken hearts / that's all we're leaving behind / it doesn't matter what we're going to lose / only what we're going to find o/~ Ch`Dith humaniforms and dives through the hatch inside. Ars: Buffy, the Movie. Kasia pushes the Runt out of the doorway and sits down by Anya Ars: Buffy! Buffy! Will: as often as you want. Buffy TVS: The Movie ... damn you all, I was typing. :) "Yeah, clubbing does take it out of a person." Ch`Dith kneels next to Anya opposite of Kas, looks across her. Anya continues with her head in hands, saying "nononononono" over and over. Vander finishes changing, pulls the Hog out of the APC Successive tries: made it on next with 25%. What's the spot appear to be? Insect bite? Larger? Blister, psychosomatic? Kasia puts a hand on Anya's head and puts her to sleep. And Will passes his first skill roll of his Rifts career! Trent sits down by Steve, orders some kind of breakfast. Woo! You know, I think I'm forming an idea for a character. Anya 's head drops to the floor, and the cries stop. Vander heads into town for breakfast it resembles a hickey... closer inspection reveals two small puncture wounds. *to Trent, jokingly* "For shame! What would Ru think?" that have healed over. SteveM orders a much lighter breakfast. Ru`ach walks into the hotel for food. Walks in on Steve's last comment. Trent chuckles. "Clubbing, meeting old friends, wanton vandalism... reminds me of my childhood, such as it was." Ch`Dith looks at them, face hardening. Growls slightly. Will points them out to Kasia, wordlessly. "These didn't happen last night. Did you hear any reason she was in here this morning?" Ru`ach glares at Steve. "What would I think of what?" Vander walks in on Steve, Trent, and Ru. "What's the word, boss. By the way. Anya's having some kind of attack. Will and Kasia are on it." *to Trent* "Just yanking your chain..." It's said in a tone that suggests it was said for another person's benefit. "Actually, she'd probably be mad that I didn't bring her along, though it *WAS* a Juicer bar... err... hi, Ru." *to Ru* "never mind. what Trent said." Open Mouth, Insert Foot? ars; any lower age limit on characters? 16 Kasia shrugs. "I wasn't paying much attention, really." "Well, at least someone had fun last night..." ars; :/ Trent blinks. "Err... how much of that were you here for?" *yawn* or thereabouts... I'm assuming Ru is that old. fnord: Not if you're a dragon. :^) *to Vander* "Anything serious?" Arsenal remembers... Ch`Dith *is* three. "Hmm... can you wake her? She can't stay sedated forever." Ars: Ru's 16. Prolly 17 soon... Three and a *half* thankyouverymuch. "Some fun, yeah. Got some information about our job, though." *to Steve* "Dunno. She woke me with her screaming, then curled up in the head." Kasia eyerolls. "It's not sedation. It's sleep." "I know. But the principle is, she'll have to be awake to deal with it." fnord notes that children have to exist in Riftsverse. A very young child, with powerful, uncontrolled psi and extremely intelligent for his age.. Kasia shrugs, stands up, and fills a glass with water. When that's full, she dumps it on Anya's head. no? rob: No[tm] Ru`ach [hilap@p59.sharon2.actcom.co.il] has quit IRC (Read error to Ru`ach[p59.sharon2.actcom.co.il]: Connection reset by peer) ars; okay. That's Calc's prerog if he ever wants to play, anyhoo. }8=> *chuckle* Welcome back Neon Wizard? :) *to Vander* "That bad... We were going to see about the job from the source after breakfast. We'll check up around then." Anya wakes up spluttering and screaming something in Euro ("Rodger, watch out!") for those who might know it. No, no Tetsuo. I forbid it. Passed a Euro roll. Kasia shrugs and hands the glass to Will. "Anything else I can do?" Will: neat. *to Steve* "Roit." *sits down, orders breakfast* that's 2 in a row. two tonight. Kanada! what's left of it Anya breathes deeply, tries to calm down. "Where am I?" Van: and I was resisting the urge to yell that. Ars: :) *to Anya* (lightly, in euro) "In the bathroom. Heck of a dream you seemed to be having, but it's over now." (Passed another euro roll, JSYK) Ru`ach [hilap@p59.sharon2.actcom.co.il] has joined #Rifts ars; what time frame is Rifts set in? Trent sets mode: +o Ru`ach re Ru "You are safe now." 're, Ru Grrr. fnord: @00-300 year in the future Rob: Postapocalyptic far future rob: post-apocalyptic... I think it's roughly 2390s... the man's on a roll. 10 point movie referance. oh.. *that* far. :P Trent shrugs. "Ru, do you want breakfast?" "Rodger? ... No, Rodger's dead. Rodger's dead..." Anya looks as if she's about to go back into her fit. *to Steve* "So what all's involved with this job?" "Sure. That's what I came here for." 2389 to be precise. Will: language isn't normally rolled. "I could knock her out again..." "Whoo, whoa... who's this? I'm here, you're here, Ch'Dith's here..." (English) *to Vander* "Apparently, it's a VIP escort. For a VIP who's a week overdue." Trent has a bit of history about how the rifts came to pass on his page... will be getting more. Trent: mine's kinda more fun to read, tho. %) Ars: That is true. Ars: Language noted. Anya takes another few deep gasps and tries to calm herself and gather thoughts. "Ch'Dith?" *to Vander* "Hence the run through the Magic Zone. Hence the high price that can only climb higher." Trent gets up, offers Ru his seat. "If we have to appear presentable, I have to buy some things. I'll meet you all at Macklin's. +" "I am here." Will turns to point out the dragon. *to Steve* Ru`ach blinks. "Magic Zone?" *to Trent* "Ok." "Well, I'm ready to meet the employer." Ch`Dith looks Anya steadily in the eyes Rick goes get breakfast. finds Steve. *to Ru-chan* "Yes, that." Anya looks at the dwagon, and slowly gets calmer. "The other voice? Will?" "I don't know what to expect there, but it can't be good." Ru`ach thanks something up there silently. Ch`Dith nods. "Right here." Trent walks out of the hotel, breaks into quite a good run. Buys some new clothing and changes into that and some of his old stuff at the APC. Shows up at Macklin's about when the others do. "I... assume you don't need me anymore." Anya takes another few deep breaths. "I...I think I'm okay." fnord gets the impression that his "suspension of disbelief" circuits would get a regular aerobic workout in this game, and as such, might be an interesting experience.. I'll describe myself when the rest of ye get there. Will smiles. "'Cept for a wet head, of course... why don't you freshen up for the day. We'll be outside." fnord: I could probaly upgrade those circuits for you :) Anya nods, tries to stand, is very shaky. SteveM finishes eating, heads on out to Macklin's. Ru`ach gets something light to eat, then heads back to the APC. Vander goes with Steve Kasia smiles, shrugs, and leaves. Rick follows Steve. Rick: you haven't seen Steve all day. *aside to Rick* "When we get there, don't say nothing. Let Steve do th' talking." Steve stayed at the hotel. You were at the APC, IIRC. Ars: He joined us at the hotel cafe Will gives her an arm to steady her wherever she seems to be going, tries to unnoticeably keep her from seeing her neck in the mirror. "got it" it's not in my scroll. hrrm... :P Anya gets helped away from the bathroom, tries to move towards her bunk. * Rick goes get breakfast. finds Steve. Will politely stays outside for the remainder of the process. hrrm... Oaky... As opposed to Piney or Cedary? anyways, it's Steve, Trent, Vander, and Rick at the Royal Palace? PAy attention. *runhides* *RUNS* Vander grabs a hapless Hershey's Kiss, tears off its armour, rips away the loin cloth, and devours it raw! "Nummy" Ars: Yes *to Ch`Dith* "Where's everybody else?" Ch`Dith looks at Anya and Will's retreating backs. Sighs. Walks into town Erf, scratch that. scratch prev *snicker* Anya OOCly smiles. "I do not know. I could ask." Trent stands in front of the Palace thing, a brown leather jacked over a black t-shirt and a faded pair of blue jeans. His vibroknife is sticking out of it's usual place in his right boot. SteveM decides to send Rick back to get some breakfast first. ...None of this looks like it's new, but all of it looks well cared for and clean. Will shrugs. "Figure they'll come back with details. I could use breakfast, but I'll wait here for now." Vander stands next to Steve, wearing his riding jacket, a clean t-shirt, jeans, and (WOW) shoes Anya gets dressed in fresh clothes, makes a note to ask Ch'Dith what exactly is going on, cleans herself up, and steps outside. Ch`Dith . o O (*to Steve* The Seeker nearly lost her mind from a nightmare. Situation under control for now. Where are you?) -shoes +riding boots "well ok. if you say so." *goes back to the hotel cafe.* As you approach the Palace's "visitor entrance", a woman asks to see your identification. . o O (At the Palace.) Ch`Dith . o O (Understood. Call on me if you need me. I will be in town.) Vander is also wearing his toolbelt, as always Vander hands her his Hobbiton drivers liscense *to J. Random Guard* "Captain Steve Mitchell, Lieutenant Trent Harris, and Mechanics Chief Vander Took of the North Star Company. We're here about the Magic Zone run. No, we don't have an appointment. +" "Wait here." Vander fiddles with more stuff on his readcorder Trent nods as Steve says his name, smiles coldly. Anya blinks in the morning sunlight a bit, then thrusts out her hands to absorb the rays. "Range, range. Gotta be a way to get better range on this thing." she talks into a small phone for a moment, then turns back to you. "The Duke will see you now, Captain Mitchell. Follow me." the woman leads you into an office. Vander puts away the 'corder, follows Steve sitting behind the desk is a man who reminds you of Boss Hogg from the Dukes of Hazard. SteveM follows Ars: :) fat, bald, wearing an inordinate amount of rings, and chewing a cigar. Ch`Dith opens his eyes again. "They are at the palace, inquiring about that job." Trent [KillJoy@obica-1-58.mdm.mkt.execpc.com] has quit IRC (Ping timeout for Trent[obica-1-58.mdm.mkt.execpc.com]) "I'm going out now... Call upon me if you need me." SteveM waits for the Duke to get the first words in. Anya quits absorbing sunlight and looks around. "Will? Ch'Dith?" Vander absentmindedly pulls his pipe out of his mouth for a moment "Howdy. I'm Duke Ryan, Chief Advisor to King Macklin. Susanna tells me you're interested in the Queenston run." Kasia wanders into town to get something to eat. "That we are, sir." Vander dips his pipe for a fresh load Rick enters the hotel cafe and sits at a booth. Ru`ach is gonna have to go now. Cya all whenever. Later Ru Trent [KillJoy@obica-1-153.mdm.mkt.execpc.com] has joined #Rifts re Trent cya, Ru Ciao Ru. ...that sucked. "Please, sit down. No smoking, though." bye, Ru "And if my sources are correct, you are the one we would be ferrying to Queenston." cya, Walker. Vander puts away his pie and sits down *to Anya* "The dragon's popping out. You interested in breakfast?" *to Vander, low voice* "You heard the man." nites Ru-chan -pie +pipe Wanna let them play the palace scene sans a simultaneous one? Steve: Morning. It's 8 here. %) They search us? Ru`ach [hilap@p59.sharon2.actcom.co.il] has quit IRC ("Sin is like gravity." -- Victor Hugo) ah Anya nods. "Didn't eat anything last night...and I need to talk to someone." "The cafe, then? If this place is secure without anyone else around, that is." "Word travels faster than light around here. That I am. By my projections, it'll take us two weeks to traverse the distance from here to Queenston, if we make a beeline for it." "That works." "And what method of conveyance will you be taking?" Ch`Dith walks out and around the town, too preoccupied by thinking to even bother with the ape suit. "What do you have available?" ars; actually, there are research projects under way that suggest that "information" can be treated as a wave not limited by lightspeed. "Well, we have this APC we acquired 'used'..." fnord; Where are you getting your physics? "I like to travel well-protected, but we can't spare any of our own military vehicles." Trent constantly scans his gaze around the room, looking for threats. will; I make it up on the fly. Not bad, eh? Anya: "Shall we go then?" "We shall..." "It just so happens that we have a bona fide military vehicle on hand." Will keeps quiet, waits for Anya to bring up whatever is was she wanted to talk about. "So I see. What kind?" Or on parking lot... those things get heavy. Steve: Want a listing of vehicles we have? :) Anya smiles shyly. "First, thanks for your help this morning. I owe Ch'Dith...and I think Kas, thanks too, but I'll find them later..." *walks and talks* Van: the Asset Listing is on the site Ars: 'k The hobbit takes too long to answer. You are all shot with plasma blasters. ;) "That's my job. Damsels in distress, and all that... besides..." he starts to smile, starts to blush, trails off on both. Rick wiped himself out at the wedding. going to bed Cya, Rick Rick [K75bhsh@bngr216-37-173ppp93.epix.net] has quit IRC (ga2go) Later Meeth Arsenal wonders if Steve is lagging Arsenal sets mode: +o Trent "A CS Mark V transport. +" Ch`Dith remembers something. pulls that letter Anya wrote out of his armpack. stares at it, wondering whether to open it. Ch`Dith does so. "Mark Five, eh? That's a nice piece of hardware. I won't ask how you acquired it." Anya sees will blush, and smiles, and then starts to blush herself. "Well, uhh..." "And it's in excellent shape." "The job pays one million, half in advance..." Trent grins. Will looks at Anya, laughs. "For a couple of teachers, we're communicating very well." "And expenses." "Expenses are paid at completion." "Very well. Would there be a return trip as part of the assignment?" Ch'Dith: it's just a quickly jotted note..."if you're reading this, I'm either dead or in serious trouble. I suspect something deeper went on in Mexico, but I don't know for sure. Anyway, the journal's probably useful...if I'm dead, I want Ch'Dith to have it. My other stuff can go to the team. Anya" Anya smiles s'more. "Yes...but just because we're scholars doesn't necesarily mean we're any good at social situations, y'know?" "Depends on how long the conference lasts." Ch`Dith stares at it for some time, oblivious to the stares of people wondering why there seems to be a dragon standing in the strret reading a letter. "Of course." "I'll probably be negotiating that in Queenston." Ch`Dith finally folds it up again and puts it back in his armpack "Do we have a deal?" "And what kind of opposition can we expect to meet on the way there? I'll ned to know what to pack." "What would be the window for departure?" Trent starts to wish Steve would have pushed the negotions harder. "Today." Anya looks down at her feet. "Anyway, you're prolly wondering who Rodger is..." Vander begins to agree with Trent on a non-telepathic level [they reach the cafe, sit down] "Yes." (no more is deliberately forthcoming - she may sense that I'm trying to let her lead the convo) "I'm already a week late in leaving for this thing. All the safe routes are way too long for me to make it in time." "Hmm... rush job on the departure, that's going to need a little more consideration. Two million." "One of my friends. A renegade Dog Boy. We lived in El Paso for a while, he saved my life when I was just a kid..." "Well, not a kid, but just ran away anyway." Better. ;) "Two million? That's... that's..." Kasia finishes eating, heads back to the APC Much :) Will Listens[tm]. No, the highway robbery is what the other guys will try to do. This is Ye Basic Negotiation. "Him and Alexi Barishnikov, a friend of mine when I was growing up...the three of us hung around in El Paso for quite a while, playing chess and discussing Mexico." Trent smiles pleasantly. Or not so pleasantly. "It's what?" "I don't think Alexi ever believed there were vamps down there..." "That's ... what you'll get paid. And the contract is, half in advance." "Boss, I think we may want to pack a bit more firepower than usual. This much of a rush job's gonna be ugly." Will 's face darkens as he thinks where this is almost certainly going... "What about arms supplies for the trip?" Trent nods, keeps smiling unpleasantly. Showing teeth. "We found a cyberknight...a guy by the name of Daikus. He was up for vamp hunting, and the four of us set out to go to Mexico City." *almost, but not quite, to himself* "Gonna have to see about TW weapons for this one." "That's... expenses." Vander starts noting things on his 'corder "We were damned stupid. Packed not an ounce of silver, or a single toothpick." "I was meaning sources and selection." Will winces. Anya nods..."Until this morning, next thing I knew, I was living in Mexico City..." "Boss, this looks like it's gonna be pretty expensive." "Whatever you have on hand, plus three Northern Gun railguns with ammo from the local military." Vander continues punching phoney numbers on his 'corder. :) Anya takes a deep breath, swallows. This is obviously hard to talk about. Van: Try not to drool. What do I look like? A goblin? "NG-101's or 202's? +" "In addition to qualified operators of said weaponry?" "Daikus drove ahead, I was driving behind. Alexi was next to me, and Rodger was spread out over the back seat..." "202s. Consider them part of the expenses payment." SteveM nods. "Still doesn't answer the question about the people wielding the railguns." Will takes a couple glasses of water, waves the waitress off. Hands Anya one. Trent turns to Vander. *whispered* "Can I borrow that thing for a sec?" He shrugs. "We have no one able to lift them." "We heard Daikus scream, came over the rise, and found him surrounded by vamps. Rodger immediately leaped out of the vechicle and started growling at the vamps. Alexi took his gun and started walking towards them. I stayed behind, with my energy rifle trained on the vamps, cursing ourselves for being so stupid..." Vander hands Trent his 'corder, seeming to being wanting an opinion about something technical. Written on the screen is, "Think we can talk a few bits of TW stuff off him?" "Don't get me wrong, I don't want to headhunt from your personal guard... I see." Trent types. "Maybe, can't hurt to try. If nothing else, we can mount the railguns on stuff." "Anything I ought to know about, Lieutenant?" Vander nods at Trent, then shuts down the 'corder. Anya chews on her lip, remembering the next part. "Alexi walked up and jammed his gun into one of the vampire's ribs. I don't think he believed. Not until the vamp lashed out and killed him." *out loud* "See look, we don't have enough stuff to deal with possible undead." "And then there's magickal beasties and what-not." "I concur, Lieutenant." *to Steve* "I was just going over some of our inventory with Vander. Frankly, we don't know what we're going to be facing. Sir." See if we can hire Fred :) *LOL* "Well, that's your problem, isn't it? You want to be the escort through the Magic Zone, right? You're the mercenary unit, right? Just keep me safe, and I'll make sure you're paid. How you keep me safe is up to you!" Don't push it, guys. ;) *to Trent* "That's why they pay us the big bucks." That oughta be plenty. We're pretty well soaking him as it is :) Anya closes her eyes, winces... "Daikus was surrounded and taken down easily...I saw one following Rodger, I screamed desperately for him to get away, but the vamp was on top of him before my cry finished." *quietly* "Let me go over this with Steve." *takes the 'corder, types "I think that's as far as he goes." "I believe that should cover it. What time do you want to leave by?" "Next thing I know, I awoke in Ciudad de Mexico, with the world's worst headache." "Noon." fnord ponders the world's best headache. "That soon? I'll have to get started on modifications to the APC ASAP. " ..orgasm. fnord: smoke some pot. Rob: Nah. The one you're not suffering. "Will...have I gone crazy or something? Vander kills rob +" fnord dies happy. Ars: and it's what time now? Steve: 9-ish Bingely bingely beep! Good. 3 hours to fiddle with the missile rack on the Hog :) "No. I must admit, a lot of people would be after that kind of trauma, but you've seemed stable enough. May I ask... when did you leave Mexico City?" "Very well, we'll be back at noon. Pleasure doing business with you." Shouldn't you be thinking of more immediate problems, like, say, repainting the COALITION APC? Trent smiles. "A few days before I met up with the gang." Kasia: That too Vander puts his pipe in his mouth on the way out "I'll meet you at Gate Three with the money, weapons, and ammo." "Any particular reason? Getting out to see the world, whatnot?" Anya thinks about it. Say, what are our colors? "Not really." *nods* "We'll find our own way out." *stroll* Kasia: Blue and silver Not blue and gold? O:) Go Bears! Bl;ue and silver looks better Van: Go Bears. Blue and White... Go Bruins! Just... accept it. Trent strolls out. "Vander, how close to in one piece is my bike?" "Okay. My take on it is this: You did a pretty dumb thing, and survived. This occasionally happens." Vander: Make it a stripe along the side... "But how? Why was I the one lucky enough to survive?" "Or have you started yet?" *to Trent* "It's ready to get dirty." i.e. he hasn't started. Ars: No. It's ready to get dirty (battleworthy) "And the scary part of this all, Will. What I've just told you? I did not remember until this morning." Van: the modifications were gonna take a few days. "I don't forget things." Ars: Thought that was done already No, you just worked on the design specs. Ars: OK "If I knew, I'd feel a lot better. According to the account of your encounter with the vamps, you didn't attack. They might have spared you for other purposes. Erin Tarn says they keep people alive sometimes. As for the memory..." (next line) *to Trent* "Never got the chance to get the parts retooled, so yer stuck with it as it is." *to the Duke* "One last thing. Do you have someplace where we can secure some things?" Trent nods. "Well, it'll do until we get a chance." "The Black Market runs a shop in the main square." "I meant storage." "Quite easy to spot... 'Bandito Arms, Inc.' I think it's called." Will spreads his hands. "I know a fair amount about various beasties, but vamps seem to be a blind spot for me. I have no idea what they might do to someone's mind - it might be as simple as an organic memory loss from a head concussion. I just don't know." (next) "Oh, storage? Nope. We're on a budget right now." After what yer paying us.... =) "Ha! Ha! Ha! A government that sticks to a budget?! That's a good one!" *snicker* "That's understandable. See you at noon." "If you're beginning to remember things, I think that's a positive step. I think..." He pauses. Don't push it. %) cue: King of my Castle Don't push it any more that is, right? ;) "I think, it's best to let it proceed at its own pace, not try to force anything. Memory returning can be traumatic enough without trying to rush things." . o O (We just got a countdown clock on freeing Anya. If she remembers this stuff, she's dead.) *radioed sotto voce to Ch'Dith* "We'll need some place to store what's in the trailer." "Hell Steve, I think I can find a place." Anya nods. "Yeah, I guess so. So why is everybody tiptoeing around me as if I was a bomb at which the merest jostle could explode?" *LOL* Ch`Dith hath no radio any more. Got lightninged to slag, remember? Vander gets back to his Hog, sets about buying paint for the APC and looks for some place to buy TW weapons *to Trent* "Do it. We don't have much time." *chex out Bandito Arms* Ch`Dith . o O (*slight edge of sarcasm* Terrific... ) Trent tries to find a place to store the trailer, rolls Streetwise. Vander: Vix volunteers to help repaint the APC... 09...need 32... Will smiles easily. "You gave us a good scare this morning, and last night you were pretty moody, too. Don't ask me about the runt's weirdness, but by my lights I prefer to handle such emotional situations delicately, especially when I'm a relative newcomer." Vander gets the paint and starts on covering over the CS emblems and markers with Random Military-looking Stuff Ch`Dith resumes walking. If I had a WIMP env you'd be seeing an egg timer spin like mad Ars: *please* say it doesn't come out tie-dye. Ars: How much for paint? Trent ponders the van from Scooby Doo for that much paint.... that'd be $100 Ars: 'k Anya nods. "Okay, that makes more sense." and no, it doesn't come out tie-dye. . o O (Whew!) *whew* darn. Vander finishes the paint job, then reloads the Hog's missile rack Good. because if it had, you'd be dead. GM or no. Steve: Bandito Arms has nearly anything you can think of, including a number of SAMAS. CS and otherwise. Vander then heads out to bandito Arms It's ... Malik! Kas: *chuckle* Ars: Quick question: Where do I find to store the trailer, or should I roll streetwise some more? Ars: What do they got in the way of TW and heavy weapons? Anya smiles, thinking of more pleasant memories. Steve: you have Fed of Magic? Heavy weapons: CS and NG railguns, missile launchers, plasma guns, etc. Will sees it, returns the smile. "That's better." *waves the waitress over, rattles off a big breakfast order* also a good supply of PPE-Clips for TW handguns... also a wide selection there. Ars: Vander will be staying in Worth, getting a permanent base set up for the team. Ars: I don't have FoM Okay... lemme pull it Kasia needs to go... sleepage. Later Aris Anya plays with the silverware on the table s'more. Ars: can we decide on what to get over the course of this coming week? Steve: yes. Buenos nachos, Aris 'nite! Kasia [aris@p99.amax12.dialup.sjc1.flash.net] has quit IRC (o/~ Man, can't they see the world's on fire? o/~ - Safe In My Garden) in fact, let's pick up here next week. cool by me. Ars: 'k Fine. I'm good with that. Ars: You stopping by tomorrow? Trent hehs, is probably one of the only ones of ye who doesn't need to buy more wargear. -s Trent is now known as KillJoy Vander: I forbid the sentient psycho jungle cat from being the Runt's replacement. Vander is now known as UpLink SteveM OOCly is suddenly Very Glad he didn't take his shoes off. SteveM is now known as J-Rock Ars: I'm going withe Bahlaki Anya is now known as katster KillJoy introduces his Typist to Mr. Claw. *SPLAT* fnord sighs at something. fnord is now known as rob` I'll need the Aliens Unlimited manual Will ponders, could use a new staff and some ammo, but that's... actually, probably pretty darn important. Makes note. KillJoy ponders trying to find some more Naruni Plasma Cartridges. Scorpions on your floor are no phun. "Well, later, after firing a few, he decided to play his own game of chicken with his friends. So they started, by putting lit M-80's under their armpits. Well, needless to say, they blew up. Killing all of them. This was in the morning radio news the following day.ÿó" JR: Ew JR: Erk! Ch`Dith is now known as Shadur rob` ...... katster hehs, that was fun. rob..... Darwin award. JR: umm... ouch. Arsenal looks over the list of TW handguns... Firebolt Pistol, Jammer pistol, Shard Pistol, Starfire pistol, Shock pistol, Disrupter rifle, Nova rifle, Fireburst rifle, Force cannon, Storm rifle, sonic rifle, Starfire pulse cannon, dragonfire flamethrower... KJ; darwin *nominee* I don't know about everybody else, but I was charactering like mad in the latter half there. kats, has that been part of your story the whole time? Later folx rb: NOD Will: Yeah. "dragonfire flamethrower" ? rob: Ah, suspected as much. Buenos nachos, UL UpLink [uplink@pm3std2-41.uplink.net] has quit IRC () Starfile pulse cannon? err, Starfire.. shad: mystic flamethrower shaped like a dragon's mouth... JR: It's a bigass heavy weapon. Shadur probably takes exception to that. JR: heavy weapon, on par with railguns. Anya's got one hell of an interesting story if I can ever get it down on paper. :) here's a guy who went trainsurfing on a network that converts to an electric line halfway through. Suddenly, you're standing under highly electrified cables. Oh dear. kats: pull it from the logs once we get it out. http://www.officialdarwinawards.com/1998/darwin98.html, by the way. Will: All the backdrop that I need to get wrote...hang on. rob: You do know that the urbanlegendage on those pages approaches 100%, don't ye? Ars: figured as much KillJoy *CRANKS* Home. here's the deal... anything you want to get is available at Bandito Arms... shad; *nod* a good percentage. Still, the darwin *awards* only go to the ones that get verified. depends on how much cash you have on hand A lot as it stands, they're entertaining. remember, you haven't been paid the million yet. Shadur ponders hoggy's reaction to Ch'Dith. kats: The pause speaks eloquently enough of the amount of material. I think some commercial used the home movie of the JATO bottle incident KillJoy probably just wants about 150 plasma cartridges. That shouldn't be more than about $100k Ars: No, but Trent and the Runt have means. Less, probably. katster has half of it wrote down in a quick and dirty fashion. another one about someone who torched his van for the insurance money. And accidentally set it off while inside. KJ: what's the going Naruni price for the ammo? Ars: I'd haveta get back to you on that... think it's about 50 bux a shot, though. Will: actually, that scene in my head didn't become all that specific until I sat down and played with it. :) cause Bandito prolly only has 100 cartridges, and they'd be 200 bux a pop. Will: if you're interested, I can toss you what's done of quickdirty.txt $20K in other words? ...that's doable. cheap compared to trying to find plainclothes armor. Arsenal notes that one of the railguns could be mounted on Anya's jeep... kats: /dcc away. katster nods, prolly so. :) and the NG and CS railguns use the same ammo... katster fscks. KillJoy was thinking that same thing, strangely. so the four drums of ammo in the APC would come in handy. Will: is there another way I can send you? I dunno how well the net out is right now. Shadur could prolly wield one in his hands. Until they get that router fixed, I'm really unable to do much more besides irc and mail. e-mail, wjk150@psu.edu. s/hands/claws and the third railgun could go to Trent. %) Shad: Probably, plus they do decent damage. 1D4x10 MDC per burst nifty. Ars: Bah, sissy's weapons. There's a reason I'm getting about 100 more plasma cartridges. Although.... KJ: *cackle* rob` [rbos@herring.sandwich.net] has quit IRC (Leaving.) KillJoy ponders a combi-weapon of a railgun and his Uber Rifle... now *THAT* would be intimidating. =D that it would... %) hrrm... you think Vander has the $300K needed to set up house someplace? Inefficient and hard to carry on my bike, though. I was kinda planning on doing the forward scout schtick. probably... Jetpack? Shad: Bike. katster tosses. Well, and jetpack. The jetpack though... it only goes 120 mph. Too Damn Slow [tm] . o O (Oh dear, I think I've adapted to Trent's mindset a little too closely.) The Plow only goes 100 mph Shadur does 112 the APC is even slower, methinks erf, that's kph JR: That's why forward scout. Yes, we need to do speed, armor, and main gun for Rifts-tech VHTs APC goes 90 JR: Erp? KJ: That's a long range plan of mine. JR: Very long range, I'd think. Guaranteed to own Coalition UARs or triple your money back. KillJoy was thinking on eventually planning on having Trent's long range plans extend more than 4-6 years into the future. oh, that guy elrond was talking of possibly joining... he was talking either an elven wilderness scout or a wolfen headhunter JR: Err.. by the time ye got that running, UARs'd be obsolete. So if a CS UAR toasts you you get triple your money back? Shad: LOL katster waits to see what Will has to say about quickdirty. :) KJ: I did get the tech specs from the Titan Katya: um, gimme pwease? kats: Taking a little time to read, it *is* 2:22 A.M. here. Couple more minutes to peruse... Shad: sure, I have to toss mailwise, hang on. :) We got those, we got Vander, and I'm sure Golden Age or Iron Heart would love to bankroll such a project. JR: So... this Merc company does have an end goal. Interesting. shadur@sammich oops. KillJoy ponders having Trent learn how to use the Glitter Boy eventually, ya know for if he detoxes. tossing to dwagon.sandwich won't work? or Tolkeen, or Lazlo, or FQ, or anybody under the Coalition guns. JR: Or all of the above? J-Rock ponders teaching Trent how to drive a Riftstech VHT KJ: one thing at a time. ;) ...Yeah, point. KillJoy ponders mounting a Boom Gun on a Riftstech VHT. Arsenal starts looking at his varied charsheets... If I refuse to let UL have his Bahlaki, I'll toss him one of these. "never even happened." Distinct. :^) hrrm... toss him Huevos? KillJoy wonders if we accidently averted the Siege of Tolkeen by reporting on the Vamps. yes it does. Ars: maybe Y'know, if Rick dies, we'll need to find someone who can drive that APC. not gonna be easy. ...or maybe they just won't believe us. *shrug* I just got a sick idea. Twin Boom Guns as a R-VHT loadout. JR: *ow* that *is* sick Read it. Well-layered, with more adventure hooks than a crocheted sock. JR: Yer going to need one HELLUVA shock damper on that puppy. Ars: to take the place of main gun and secondary battery for game balance, but yeah. JR: Actually, it wouldn't work. Think about it. KJ: The recoil problem, I know.. Will: And a pretty interesting life story to boot. :) katster ponders, glances at her charsheet again. JR: Yeah, you can't exactly anchor a VHT to the ground to shoot. I am now more than halfway to level three. I'm gonna need two skills. Which shall I pick? :) KJ: But what if you dampen the recoil on the Boom Guns using a sliding barrel system like they have on 20th century tanks? Will the physicist wonders if shock balance would be required for two diametrically placed Boom Guns, electronically synched. Well, the white noise would still be a problem. Hmm... ...though you could use it to get going really damn fast. ;) kats: Pilot: Tank and APC, and Weapon Systems. %) Shadur [shadur@catv6150.extern.kun.nl] has quit IRC (Ping timeout for Shadur[catv6150.extern.kun.nl]) JR: It's the same total impulse, just the duration is lengthened. Ars: Actually, can't do the latter without another skill I don't have. KJ: Ah ohyeah... Read Sensors... :P kats: Read sensors KillJoy dohyeahs, wonders if there's any Jihaddi still going to Iowa State. well, take the piloting one anyways. KJ: Don't think so. Sam graduated, and Nick dropped out. KJ: Sam and Zaph, but they've gradded and gotten married JR: Although... if you spread the duration out long enough, and worked in special boosters, it might be possible to not go flying backwards. Ah well, that's what I thought. Charcharadon Jambavan is still goingthere, isn't he? I'm not sure... *shrug* Just going there in October for a campus visit thing, so I figured I'd ask. Ars: Good Question #246: Assuming Trent survives to undergo Juicer detox, what are the odds that he can change to Glitter Boy? KillJoy sees if he can predict the answer I might as well ask over the hfront@iastate.edu mailing list, I'm expecting comments back on the final (Yes! Final!) chapter of HomeFront when Alex gets them done. Will: Cool, thanks. Arsenal eyes this list of "available" characters... Gronk, Zarquon, a nameless ronin, Kirsten Komraus, Jill Nothstein, Jethro, John Dobash, Bailout, Bob, Jar Jar, Dannel, Asineth, and Ash... Jar Jar? Sicko. KillJoy likes the pie-girl. ;) KJ: depends on whether or not Vander can fix up the one you guys shredded. Will: Human nobility from the Palladium world. %) Ars: *blink* Surprised me there. KJ: that'd be Jill... katster glances at the book, sees it's not in the list of approved OCC's, but would be inclined to grant it if I were GM'ing. Jah, I have her charsheet over here. Will plonks into bed. G'nite, all. kats: so would I, if he had one to pilot. nites Will Will [William@tnt1-38-123.cac.psu.edu] has quit IRC (Must be off, time is hunting me.) Cya, Will... KillJoy chuckles, can think of some "improvements" to make to the GB. Arsenal ponders... which of the above list of characters to toss at UL as his "replacement" ? ...anyway, I'll burn that bridge when I come to it. For now, I should be off. Good night! Cya, KJ KillJoy [KillJoy@obica-1-153.mdm.mkt.execpc.com] has quit IRC ("Life is a stewed peach... in a lot of syrup." Tachibana Ukyo) Arsenal ponders UL as Jethro... *cackle* katster blinks, and shakes her head some more. J-Rock helps Ars katster has a hard time forcing her mind to go back into the 20th century. kats: OCC: Vagabond. RCC: ... Mutant human Natural abilities: Lightning bolt from his hands. two instruments: tin whistle and banjo. %) Ars: Do it! No combat skills, per se... Insanity: Obsessed with Destroying Small Furry Rodents. %) Ars: The Bahlaki are his alien race that negate both psionics and magic, isn't it? kats: I don't think so... Okee... they're the cats that are heavy into trade with others... And what would one be doing on Rifts Earth? the psi/magic negation was UL's Jihaddiverse character, IIRC And shoot anybody that raises their hands in the "Don't Kill Me" Gesture. Arsenal eyes Jethro's stats... below average ME, low PP, PB, and Spd, high PE. IQ, MA, and PS are average he's an ugly, slow klutz who can't handle stress. %) katster tries to think up titles for last week and this week. Tonight's title: Closing the Deal Heh. sounds good.. and last week's? Arsenal prints out a few charsheets to take up to UL's tomorrow... katster prays she doesn't get killed for this one... Nightmares of Futures Past ? Interview with a Vampire... *run!* JR: ... that works. Definite Uncanny X-Men rip-off, but it works. katster waits to get thwapped. %) Ars: exactly J-Rock watches his modem chunder through two uberdownloads Arsenal prints out a shitload of charsheets, killing several trees in the process Arsenal watches Zarquon not have any armor... no need for it. I'm gonna tell UL "no" on the big cat. definitely gonna take all the books with me tomorrow. well, g'nite, all nites Ars J-Rock decides to leave as well *** Log file closed: 8/22/99 3:04:03 AM