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<Vander> re Ars
<Kane-GM> re Ars
You are now known as Jalil
<Jalil> 're all
<Kane-GM> Aris: You gonna be playing tonight, or merely observing?
<Aris_TGD> GM: Mmmm... good question.
<Jalil> chad chad chad
<Aris_TGD> Okay, I'll play Chad. :)
<Vander> Pale: Do you have my BESM manuals?
<Palentine> hey van: why not drag out the other jedi?
<Kane-GM> Pale: But starting with a 5th level character?
<Vander> Pale: Becausethe whole reason for this session is for Vander to get the 
base set up
<Jalil> cause the hobbit is essential for tonight's plot
<Palentine> no I returned all your books
<Palentine> 'k
<Vander> Pale: OK
<Aris_TGD> GM: Catch!
Aris_TGD is now known as Chadrick
Palentine is now known as Snaga
Chadrick grins sharply and throws a mocking half-salute at the assembled. 
"Chadrick Gaelim, at your services."
<Kane-GM> Snaga: I'll be a needin' your charsheet
<Stranger> I'm all set.  GM: the obvious stuff's stashed elsewhere, of course.
<Vander> *to Chadrick* "Then grab that farking hammer and gimme a hand reroofing 
this building!"
Chadrick frowns at Vander. "... why?"
<Vander> *to Chadrick* "Then get off my ground!" *points shotgun at you* :)
<Kane-GM> Please tell me this isn't already IC action?
Chadrick blanches, conjures up a hammer. "Hit where, sir?"
<Chadrick> GM: Nope. :)
<Vander> Kane: Nope :)
<Vander> Chad: :)
<Vander> And get out of my head or start paying rent
<Stranger> <OOC> <voice = "Fuzzy Lumpkin"> Git offa my property!  </voice>
<Vander> Stranger: Nope. The Groundhog
<Kane-GM> Vander: And before we begin, I need to know if you were recruiting or 
more concerned with getting the base online
<Vander> Kane: getting the base online. Recruiting would be nice, but not 
planned just yet
<Jalil> Myself, I'd only planned on one recruit... me. %)
<Vander> Jal: And you're being pressed into service, or hitting the bricks. 
Lousy squatter! :)
<Kane-GM> all righty then
<Snaga> GM: incomming
<Kane-GM> Snaga: That's all right, I got it.
<Kane-GM> --- Game starting line -- "Everywhere there is oppression, there must 
be conflict." ---
<Snaga> so we starting now?
<Vander> <OOC> Snaga: Patience
<Kane-GM> All righty, Vander... we start rolling film with you puttering around 
in the barracks, making it fit for a king. Or at least a fledgling merc outfit.
Vander starts by getting all the barracks hooked up to the generator
<Kane-GM> Give me a roll against Basic Electronics
Vander wields unholy dice
<Vander> 66%
<Kane-GM> errr, check that, against Electrical Engineer
<Kane-GM> needed more than a 66?
<Vander> Less. Failed
<Kane-GM> by how much?
<Vander> 16%
<Vander> Wait. 6%
<Vander> Looking at the wrong skill
<Kane-GM> the second floor and the outside lighting on one barracks building 
aren't working
<Kane-GM> ok, then just the second floor is still in the dark
Vander looks at the dark windows on the second floor. *shrug* "Good 'nuff."
<Kane-GM> Vander: Now what do you do?
<Snaga> brb
Vander think about the trailer, and puts his tools away before heading out to 
get it towd here
<Vander> +e
<Jalil> I figure I'll be returning "home" from a "house call".  Ironically, 
"home" is the base Vander just bought.
Vander hops the Hog, and heads into town
<Kane-GM> Ok, roll pct dice one more time, call high or low?
<Vander> Kane: Percentiles?
<Kane-GM> *nod*
<Vander> 39%
<Kane-GM> Vander: You fail to notice anything unusual as you get on the Hog and 
head out.
<Vander> <OOC> Does Jalil sleep in the infirmary, or the barracks?
<Kane-GM> Jalil: You get "home" and notice that the lights on the first floor 
have been left on.
<Jalil> <OOC> prolly the barracks
Snaga , <OOCly> eats his dinner. Cold Spighetti and ambroja <sp>
<Vander> <OOC> Snaga: Blah
Stranger decides, for plot purposes, this is a good time to show up.  Rolling 
Surveillance... 8% passed.  I'm watching from the shadows in a building across 
the way.
<Kane-GM> Snaga: you're eating this repast in the side alley of the Worth diner, 
near the dumpsters.
<Jalil> "Looks like I have a new person living here."
<Kane-GM> Stranger: You're watching this goblin dig in, and it seems to comfirm 
everything you've heard about DBees... ;)
<Snaga> can I add dumpster diving to my skill list?
<Vander> <OOC> Snaga: :)
<Kane-GM> Snaga: <OOC> You know, we oughta come up with that skill as a subskill 
of Find Contraband. %)
Stranger is *seriously* trying to pay attention to the goings-on at the merc HQ.  
I saw Jalil arrive, I suppose... saw the DB midget leave?
<Snaga> or wilderness survival.
<Vander> <OOC> Cityrat skill :)
<Jalil> <OOC> count it as Wilderness Survival
<Stranger> <OOC> yeah... "urban wilderness."  I could see that.
<Kane-GM> Jal: <OOC> I suppose you're the final authority on whether or not the 
base is in town.
<Jalil> <OOC> it's about 30 miles outside town.
<Vander> An easy 3 minute drive :)
<Jalil> correction... 20 miles
<Vander> OK 2 minutes :)
Snaga notices Stranger down the ally
<Stranger> <OOC> Err... well... I mean, I passed a surveillance roll... anywhere 
to hide a pickup within walking distance?
<Kane-GM> Stranger: By how much?
<Stranger> I rolled 8%, needed 49%.
<Jalil> Snaga: no, you don't
<Stranger> Snaga: Looks like I'm outside of town, I mistook my position.
<Kane-GM> Stranger: You found a clearing about a mile outside the base, and you 
somehow managed to get inside the base's perimeter if you ARE in a building.
<Snaga> ok
<Stranger> GM: Not inside base yet.  Just watching comings and goings.
<Jalil> Is anyone riding in the van with me, by any chance?
<Kane-GM> so all you saw was the midget leaving and the other guy coming in.
<Stranger> 'k
<Chadrick> Jal: Me?
Vander checks on the trailer, making sure it hasn't been tampered with
Chadrick <OOC> quickthinks for coming up with a reason to be here.
<Vander> <OOC> Chad: You want your MTV
<Vander> Midget Television :)
<Chadrick> <OOC> *thwack*
Snaga gets on his motorcycle and heads out of town
Stranger heads back to the truck, drives it in towards the base.
<Jalil> "Looks like we have a new neighbor, Chadrick.  A handy fellow, if he 
managed to get our lights working."
<Kane-GM> Vander: It hasn't been disturbed, except for some kid writing the 
legend "WASH ME" on the back door.
<Jalil> *chuckle*
Vander leaves the scrawl as it is, agreeing with the sentiment
Chadrick scratches his left arm around the cast. "Heh. Don't know if that's a 
bad or a good thing..."
Vander looks around for someone who can haul the trailer back to the base
Stranger leaves it to the GM to determine the moment he pulls up to the front 
gate, or whatever.
Chadrick <OOC> now IC has a broken left arm. Neat. ;)
<Kane-GM> Vander: where are you looking?
<Vander> Kane: Went into town looking for a towing service
<Kane-GM> Stranger: Are you being cautious?
<Jalil> "Either way, I am certain things are going to get interesting."
<Kane-GM> Vander: A quick survey of the phone book reveals a listing for 
"Monster Joe's Truck & Tow."
<Chadrick> "Isn't that an Injun curse or something?"
Snaga is wondering if the GM is letting him ride his motorcycle in the right 
direction.
<Jalil> "Chinese, actually."
Vander gives Monster Joe a bang on the can
<Kane-GM> Jal: About this time, you see a pickup truck pulling up to the main 
gate.
<Jalil> "I am wondering if this is our new neighbor." *nods his head in the 
pickup's direction.
<Kane-GM> "Monster Joe's Truck and Tow, this is Gabriel, how may I help you?"
<Stranger> <OOC> Of course, this is what the player had in mind... comedy of 
confused identities.  For a while, at any rate.  :^)
<Chadrick> "Let's hope he doesn't have very good aim."
<Kane-GM> Jalil: Did you close the gate behind your van?
<Vander> "Oi, kid. I need a semi trailer towed. What's th' charge fer a 20mile 
haul?"
<Jalil> K: Nope.
<Stranger> Figure I'm in the quad, or whatever, then.
<Jalil> quad...
<Kane-GM> "What's the haul?"
<Stranger> J: open area between buildings
Jalil looks to see if he still has the base pic up
<Vander> <OOC> Kane: The haul is a seni trailer :)
<Kane-GM> Jal: The truck is pulling up next to your van... what do you do?
<Vander> -n +m
<Chadrick> <OOC> *You* are the driver. What would *you* do in *this* situation?
Kane-GM @d'ohs, tells Vander to check the last statement.
Stranger is looking around, noting everything possible.
<Jalil> v
Jalil waits for the newcomer to say something.
<Kane-GM> "Hmmm, 20 miles... should run you about 125 C-bucks."
<Stranger> J: Can I see you yet?
<Jalil> yes
<Kane-GM> Str: You're right next to each other, vehicle-wise.
<Stranger> "Err... hello?"
<Vander> "'K. How soon can ye be here?" *gives the kid the location of the 
trailer*
Snaga pulls up on the the general area of the Base.
<Jalil> <OOC> http://dagwood.sandwich.net/pics/base.jpg
<Kane-GM> "Hmmm... about 15 minutes away. We'll be there in 10."
<Jalil> "Good day, my good sir."
<Vander> "Roit. I'll be waiting."
Vander gets back to the trailer
Chadrick watches the stranger.
<Stranger> "Umm... hi.  I was told this is the base for the..." he consults a 
piece of paper.  He appears to be sounding out something.  "N...  S...  C?"
<Jalil> *whispered to Chadrick* "Keep your eyes on him at all times."
<Vander> <OOC> But must "...remain a Stranger."? :)
Chadrick nods slightly.
<Kane-GM> Vander: The phone hangs up.
<Snaga> GM: where am I in proximaty to them?
<Jalil> *to newcomer* "I do not know what you are talking about.  Yet.  I am 
Doctor Jalil Lalarun, this is my associate, Chadrick."
<Kane-GM> GM: About 20 miles away.
<Kane-GM> err, Snaga
<Stranger> "I'm Jacob Dietz."
<Chadrick> <OOC> Chadrick Morden, at your service. *duckrun*
Stranger is now known as Jacob
<Jacob> "Am I at the right place?"
<Snaga> gm: have I been heading in the right direction?
<Jalil> "I do not know.  We have been living here for a while, and have never 
heard of this 'N.S.C.'"
<Jalil> "How long has it been, Chadrick? Six months? Seven?"
Jacob is internally *not* happy.  Tries Empathy on Jalil, while speaking.  "Uh, 
shoot.  I was told there was a merc company just bought a place.  *Somewhere* 
around here, anyway."
Chadrick nods. "Something like that. The leg healed, then my arm broke... then 
the *other* arm got broken... yeah, seven."
<Kane-GM> Vander: About 8 minutes later, a tractor truck pulls up next to the 
trailer.
<Jacob> GM: Basically to see if there are indications he's lying, or has 
possibly seen through me.
Vander flags down the truck's driver. "Oi! Over here!"
<Jalil> "One probably has. I have not yet met anyone from a merc company."
<Kane-GM> Vander: The truck pulls over to the front of the trailer, and a 
swarthy Hispanic man jumps out of the passenger door and goes to attach the 
trailer to the fifth wheel.
<Jacob> "You're not with them?"
Chadrick: DCC SEND chadskillz.txt (209.30.190.22)
<Jalil> "Not officially, no."
<Vander> *to truckdriver* "You Monster Joe?"
<Jalil> "Give me a few days."
<Kane-GM> "No, I'm Jesse. Monster Joe's on another job."
<Jacob> "Oh.  Oh!  So then they'll be here?  Or... maybe they're gone for a 
while?"
<Vander> *to Jesse* "Roit. Yer c'n foller me t'the base."
Jacob suddenly gets Ideas[tm].  <IC>ly.
Kane-GM is going to the little GMs room. BRB.
<Vander> <OOC> JR's going to Albaquerque? :)
<Jalil> "Someone might be back later."
<Jacob> Jalil: Roll to save vs. psionics.
<Jalil> 7... failed
<Jacob> What's your general emotional state at the moment?
<Jalil> Calm.
<Jacob> Suspicion, hostility, anger?
<Jalil> Nope.
<Chadrick> Probably curiosity tho, mm?
<Jacob> Thanks.  The rest should probably wait 'til the GM gets back.
<Jalil> Surprisingly calm, and yes a bit curious.
<Jalil> "Come into my office while I fix up Chadrick."
Jalil leads both Chadrick and Jacob into the base infirmary.
Jacob is <OOC>ly waiting until JR gets back.
Chadrick shakes his head a few times. "Honestly, I *don't* know how he managed 
to pour the acid into the cast."
<Chadrick> "Maybe that last crack was a bit too much... you can never tell with 
some of those Crazies."
<Jalil> "I have been telling you to be careful for several months now, Chadrick.  
I am feeling that you are reckless."
<Chadrick> "Reckless? I?"
<Jalil> "I may have to replace the limb, if the acid did much damage."
<Chadrick> "Eeesh. I'll stop scratching."
Chadrick stops scratching, looks carefullt over the offending limb.
<Kane-GM> Back
<Chadrick> "It... doesn't look too bad..."
<Vander> <OOC> re GM
<Jalil> "Looks are the tools of deception."
Jacob follows in Jalil and Chad, listens to the convo.
<Kane-GM> Vander and the trailer are heading out of town. Meanwhile, Snaga 
finishes with dinner and sees the convoy driving by.
Jacob can't suppress a snicker at Jalil's comment about the tools of deception.
Jalil grabs a laser scalpel, and opens up the cast (skill roll?)
Snaga gets on his motorcycle and follows theme
Chadrick misinterprites. "Hey, buddy, you wouldn't be laughing if it was *you* 
with this bum arm."
<Snaga> -e
<Kane-GM> Jal: Not really.
<Jalil> Okay, I get the cast off Chadrick's arm... Medical skill roll for the 
amount of damage, or is it that visible?
<Jacob> "Uhh... sorry.  There's just a girl back home.  She likes her makeup, 
but she don't fool nobody.  Looks, deception, ya know?"
<Kane-GM> Easy medical roll.
<Vander> <OOC> This skull looks malignant. We'll have to amputate." :)
Chadrick shakes his head. "Sure, amigo, sure."
<Jalil> rolled a 50, needed 60.
<Jalil> passed.
<Kane-GM> The limb's about 70%
<Chadrick> <OOC> Wohoo!
<Jalil> how bad is the damage done by the acid?
<Snaga> brb
<Jalil> "I have seen worse."
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<Vander> <OOC> Oi, rob!
<Jacob> Oi rob.
rob` hides.
<Chadrick> "That's nice to know, doc. Have you *fixed* worse, though?"
<Jalil> 'lo rob
<Kane-GM> 13 SDC
<Kane-GM> oi rb
<Jalil> "Yes, I have.  Usually had to replace the limb completely.
<Snaga> bak
Chadrick blanches. "Um."
<Kane-GM> wb Snaga... I figure you're trailing about a mile or two back, and so 
far Vander and Jesse are just trucking along
<Jalil> "This time, I just need to apply a little old-fashioned surgery."
<Kane-GM> Hey Snaga, roll me a 20 sider and tell me what you get
<Snaga> 18
Chadrick sighs. "Thank the Powers That Be. I'll remember not to tick off any 
Crazies next week, doc, just for you."
<Vander> <OOC> Snaga wields unholy dice
<Jalil> (rolled an 89, needed 50... horrible failure)
<Kane-GM> Jesse looks at his rearview, mutters to himself for a second, then 
shakes his head in a dismissive gesture.
<Chadrick> ... is that a bad thing?
<Snaga> gm: what happened?
<Jalil> Chad: depends...
<Kane-GM> Jal: For some reason, the burns now look deeper than you thought.
<Kane-GM> Snaga: Nothing that you can see.
<Jalil> "This is going to take some time.  Hold still."
<Chadrick> "Holding."
<Jacob> "'Scuse me.  Is there a visitors' bathroom around here?"
Jalil takes a sample of the acid-burned flesh for later study.  "Down the 
hallway, second door on the right."
<Chadrick> "Down the corridor to your left."
<Kane-GM> Chad: you feel a sharp stab of pain as the doctor scrapes away at the 
burned skin, accidentally taking off a layer or two of healthy skin along with 
it!
<Chadrick> <OOC> Oops. ;)
<Vander> <OOC> I haven't wired the outhouses yet :)
Jacob thanks Jalil, heads out.
<Jalil> Okay... scratch the directions... 
Chadrick winces. "Right. Yeah, right, that's it. Ow!"
<Jalil> "There is an outhouse in the back."
Jacob still thanks Jalil, heads out.
Jalil curses in Gobblely
Chadrick curses in Espanol.
Jalil attempts another surgical repair.
<Kane-GM> Jacob: As you're walking out the door to the outhouse, you see a loud 
mini-Hog coming in through the gate with a tractor trailer truck in tow.
Jacob picks out a couple of bugs and intends to "get lost."  Begins quickly 
searching for the front office.
<Jalil> ah... good roll... 34, out of 50
Vander directs the truck to park near the motorpool
<Jalil> Kane: the outhouse I pointed him to are behind the infirmary... can't 
see the gate from there.
<Jalil> though I'm sure he could *hear* them.
Jacob didn't go to the outhouse.  Got "lost" and went to look for the front 
offie.  Did I find it?
<Kane-GM> Vander: As you're driving in, you see a pickup truck and a van parked, 
both of which were NOT there when you left.
<Jacob> offie -> office
<Kane-GM> Jacob: Depends on which way around the infirmary you took
<Jalil> Vander: The van has a pre-Rifts medical symbol on it.
Vander has the truckdriver wait for a moment and goes to check the strange 
vehicles
Snaga stops about a mile away from the gate.
<Vander> "What the farking snad is this?"
<Jalil> the front reads "Ambulance", only written backwards.
<Jalil> and has a set of lights on top
<Kane-GM> Jal: <OOC> If I see "TransCon Medi-Vac" on the side door, it's Obelisk 
Time. %)
Vander opens the door to the ambulance, and blows the sirens
Jacob headed vaguely back towards the front.
<Kane-GM> You walk right by the ambulance, just as the midget in the front seat 
works the siren!
Jacob yeeps, stumbles backwards and secretes the bugs in a pants pocket.
Chadrick jumps, managing not to move his arm somehow. "What the..."
Jalil hears the siren go off, continues working. "I am to be believing that our 
new owner is home."
<Kane-GM> Jal: ICly, remove 5 SDC from that injury,
Vander shuts off the sirens and gets to a position where he can see who comes 
out of wherever
<Kane-GM> Most of the healing's going to come later.
Jalil sets to work resetting the cast, after applying a protein healing salve.
Jacob addresses Vander.  "Are you with him?"
Vander whips out his shotgun and points it at Jacob. "Who the fark are you, and 
what're ye doin' here?!"
<Kane-GM> Vander: You see a guy call out to you from about three feet away.
Chadrick twiddles his fingers, manages not to wince audiably.
<Jacob> "I'mlookinferabunchcalledtheNSCdontshootme!"
Snaga RIDES UP TO THE FRONT GATE.
<Snaga> damn caps lock
Vander scowls at Jacob. "Whu...? Slow down and speak up before I blow yer head 
off, freak."
<Snaga> QotN
<Kane-GM> And you also hear a motorcycle working its way to the front gate.
Jalil finishes his work, and goes to see what the commotion is about.
Chadrick cradles his arm to his chest and follows Jalil.
<Jacob> "I'm looking for somebody called the NSC.  Are you with them or with the 
guy in the sickbay?"
<Chadrick> <OOC> ... sickbay?
<Vander> "??? Who's in the infirmary?!"
<Jacob> <OOC> Chad: Hey, I don't have to know the technical names, I'm a rural 
dude.
<Jacob> *to Van* "The kind of guy you usually find there.  A doctor and a 
patient."
Chadrick blinks at Vander's outburst. "Jalil... I'm thinking maybe we should 
go."
<Kane-GM> Vander: Right about then, you hear a motorcycle idling, and two men 
coming out the front door of said infirmary.
<Vander> "Knew I shoulda got the security bots working before I left!"
<Jalil> "I am thinking that you are right."
<Vander> *to everyone who isn't supposed to be here (by my reckoning)* "Who the 
fark are you people?! Speak up before this moof's head gets ventilated!"
Jacob graciously thanks Vnader internally for mentioning the security bots, 
notes for later.
<Jalil> "Please, put down that gun, my diminutive friend.  The opportunity to 
prove yourself a hero is long gone.  I am merely a humble doctor, left over from 
the previous mercenary company to own this place."
<Snaga> gm: can I see anyone from the front gate?
<Jacob> *to Van* "Well, I was looking to hire mercs.  Are y'all mercs or not?"
<Vander> *to Jalil, still keeping an eye on Jacob* "Roit. You got any ID?"
<Kane-GM> Snaga: You can see EVERYBODY.
Snaga pulls up to the croud.
<Vander> . o O (Shoulda hired a grunt squad while I was in town!)
<Jalil> "Of course I do."  *reaches into his coat pocket, pulls out a wallet, 
tosses it on the ground next to Vander.*
<Kane-GM> All of you see this goblin ride up on a motorcycle.
<Vander> *to Jalil* "Cute, buddy. Real old trick." *moves around behind Jacob* 
"Pick it up, and show me the money."
Jacob picks up the wallet.  Shows Vander the credit chit.
<Vander> *to Jacob* "His ID, ye twit!"
<Jacob> <OOC> Heeheeheeeeeeee.....
<Vander> <OOC> :)
<Kane-GM> <OCC> *snicker*
<Chadrick> <OOC> >%)
Jacob puts back the chit and pulls out something with Jalil's photo on it.
rob` giggles insanely.
<Snaga> <OOC> Crorttle
<Snaga> -r
<Snaga> +h
Vander takes a quick look at the ID card, puts away the shotgun
<Jalil> (Worth driver's license, CS citizenship card stamped "EXPELLED", and a 
CS CyberMD license stamped "REVOKED")
Jacob puts back the card, tosses it to Jalil.
Snaga gets off the motorcycle and walks up to the Hobbit.
Jacob notes the name on the citizenship card for later research.
Chadrick glances at the goblin
<Vander> "OK. Now, what about that booger over there?" *thumbs in the goblin's 
direction
<Vander> *
Snaga looks up. "how's the weather up there."
<Jalil> Jacob: "Jalil Lalarun"
<Jacob> Jalil: You told me.
Chadrick decides to let Jalil do the talking.
Vander wrinkles his nose at the goblin. "Get yer ass downwind, lumpy!"
<Jalil> "Never seen him before in my life."
Jacob sighs, wonders whether the goblin is with one of the other two or a third 
team.  And what's Jesse doing during all of this?
<Kane-GM> <OOC> And Vander is his usual scintillating, hospitable self. %)
<Chadrick> <OOC> Seeing as Jalil's MA is just shy of being twice mine... ;)
<Vander> <OOC> Of course :)
<Snaga> *pour pathetic look* "please sir. Could you possibly spare a room for 
the night. I can work to pay for it."
<Jalil> *in Gobblely* "No."
<Vander> *too all assembled* "You people don't move. I gotta take care of 
som'thing."
Vander gets back to Jesse
<Kane-GM> About this time, Jesse comes out and says, "Ok, the trailer's in the 
motor pool. I'll be having the rest of the money. <OOC: The split was $50 in 
advance, $75 upon delivery>"
Snaga scratches his nose.
<Jalil> *in gobblely* "What do you want?"
Vander pays Jesse, and lets him know he may need his services in the future
<Kane-GM> "Ok, be seeing you. You have a good one!" And on that, he boards the 
truck and leaves by the gate.
<Snaga> *in American* " All I want is a place to stay. A hot meal. and A 
shower."
<Chadrick> <OOC> What do I want? I'll *tell* you what I want! I want Ken Ralings 
to walk in here *right* now and say 'Pam Short's broken both her legs, and I 
wanna dance with you!'
Jacob obligingly notes the Jalil appears to be proficient in a nonhuman 
language, which really only properly certified CS translators should be, unless 
of course they consort with such folk commonly.
Vander gets back to the folx
<Vander> "OK, one at a time. I want your names, occupations, waht you're doing 
here, and get that piece of Morgul-spawned trash off my property!"
<Snaga> "What trash?"
<Chadrick> "Chadrick Gaelim, drifter, healing, be glad to if I could move my 
left arm."
Vander notes Chad in his readcorder
<Jacob> "Jacob Dietz, Wilk's Certified Reseller up in Shadow Grove, and I'm here 
because Shadow Grove needs a mercenary company."
<Jalil> *to Vander, in American* "I am Doctor Jalil Lalarun, Medical Doctor in 
Cybernetics, formerly of the mercenary group Maggie's Marauders -- before they 
got wiped out -- and currently running a free medical clinic for the people in 
the Kingdom of Worth."
<Snaga> Snaga,Vagabond,Looking for a place to stay, a  hot meal and *sniff 
underarms* a shower."
Vander makes note of the possible job for the NSC in his readcorder
<Jalil> <OOC> Goblins don't normally mind stench, IIRC
Vander makes a note to end that 'free ckinic' stuff as soon as the base is 
operational.
Vander continues to scowl at Snaga. "What? You still here? BEAT IT!"
<Jalil> *in Gobblely* "I am not a violent man, but I will throw you out myself 
if I have to."
<Snaga> <OOC> jalil: thanx alot. you gave me a character that nobody likes.
<Jalil> <OOC> chalk it up to predjudice.
<Vander> <OOC> Of course nobody like you! You're a goblin :)
<Kane-GM> Snaga: <OOC> It's called racial prejudice. You gotta make them like 
you, son.
<Snaga> <OOC> I don't know how.
<Jalil> <OOC> well, start with killing the begging.
<Vander> <OOC> Snaga: Be more pathetic than your chars usually are
<Jalil> <OOC> *ow*
<Vander> Sorry. That was uncalled for
<Jacob> <OOC> Snaga: Offer to help instead of begging, would be my suggestion.
<Kane-GM> Vander: Yeah, just a little too harsh.
<Jalil> *to Vander, in American* "I am to be assuming that you represent the new 
owners of this place?"
<Vander> *to Jalil* "You got that on the first shot. And I'm the sole deed 
holder of this patch o' ground
<Vander> ."
Jacob looks at Vander in wonder.  "You *run* it?"
<Snaga> well we have doctors and drifters and  other people that can do things 
for the team. the only thing I can do is pick pockets and cook.
<Jalil> <OOC> MESS HALL!
<Jalil> %)
Kane-GM will assume Snaga didn
<Kane-GM> grr
Kane-GM will assume Snaga didn't say that aloud.
<Vander> *to Jacob* "The North Stars? Nah. I'm their grease monkey and general 
maintainance guy."
<Snaga> no that was <OOC>
<Kane-GM> thought so
<Jalil> <OOC> MESS HALL! %)
<Kane-GM> About this time, the sun starts to slip below the horizon.
Jacob looks crestfallen.  "Oh.  So you couldn't take a job for them?"
<Vander> *to Jacob* "I could, but I'm not. Yet. Still gotta get the base in 
order."
Chadrick raises his eyebrows. "Job?"
<Jacob> "Yeah."
<Snaga> *to Hobbit* "hey tall fellow. I can cook. and I need a job."
Vander looks very annoyedly at Snaga. "You? Cook? What, bad Chinese food?"
Jalil shudders slightly at the mention of Goblin cooking.
Chadrick smirks. "Maybe you could use him to clean out the ducts."
<Snaga> "No. You name it and I'll cook it.
<Jacob> <OOC> Snaga: you're a *thief*.  You think a merc company could use 
someone that can sneak around and escape notice?
<Jalil> *thoughtfully* "That he could.  And this place *does* need some fixing 
up."
Chadrick doubletakes at Jalil. "I was joking, doc."
<Kane-GM> <OOC> And the Detect Hypocrisy spell goes off. ;)
Vander gives Jalil a "Thanx for all the farking help!" look.
<Snaga> <OOC> Jacob. Yell at Jalil. He made this character with absolutely no 
useful skills.
<Jacob> <OOC> I thought he was a thief.  Nothing thief-related?
<Jalil> <OOC> all skills are useful... just gotta know how to use 'em
<Vander> <OOC> Snaga: Read Jac's suggestion again and *use* it!
<Snaga> <OOC> jacob: that's it. Not to useful in a group like this.
Kane-GM <OOCly> @obelisks the chip on Snaga's shoulder.
Chadrick <OOCly> helps the GM.
<Jalil> <OOC> Pick locks, pick pockets, streetwise, *several* WPs
<Kane-GM> Snaga: Think. How do you apply the skillset you have to the task at 
hand? Improvise. Adapt. Overcome. Do not whine.
<Jacob> <OOC> Maybe I can make it plainer.  It is useful to a fighting company 
to have someone small who can avoid notice and get in and out of places like a 
thief could.  Offer these skills in exchange for room and board.
<Vander> <OOC> Snagga: Do I have to get obvious? Thief == SPY
<Jalil> <OOC> not to mention his natural tunnelling abilities
<Snaga> jalil: but no tech skills
<Chadrick> <OOC> *clankage* I don't believe this. Snaga, *I* don't have any tech 
skills.
<Jalil> <OOC> tech skills are not necessary for menial grunt work
<Chadrick> The highest tech thing I know how to operate is my motorcycle.
<Vander> <OOC> High tech is good for one thing only. CONSTANT REPAIR!
<Snaga> chad: I think I can operate a still
<Kane-GM> The sun is setting even more... only a few rays of sunlight remain...
<Jalil> "Perhaps we should take this conversation into my office?"
<Vander> *to Jalil* "OK, you think you can use the booger, get him cleaned up."
<Jalil> "Chadrick, please close the gate."
Chadrick shrugs, closes the gate.
<Vander> "I'm going to go get at least two of those bots on-line."
<Jalil> "I will assist you after I clean up our diminutive 'guest'."
<Jacob> "I'm *still* looking for that bathroom.
<Jacob> +"
<Chadrick> "Any way I can help? ... and you never mentioned your name, short 
stuff."
<Kane-GM> Vander: Ok... 
<Snaga> *to hobbit* "I could dig a trench around this place for ya."
<Jalil> "Outhouses are back behind the mess hall."
<Chadrick> <OOC> In this case, that's Vander. ;)
<Vander> "The rest of you, if you don't live here, go away and come back in the 
morning. Otherwise I might accidently put a few rounds on people."
<Jalil> *to Snaga* "What's you're name?"
<Jalil> s/you're/your/
<Vander> -on +in
Jacob heads in the general direction of what looks like the mess hall.
<Snaga> Name's Snaga. That's it. just Snaga."
<Snaga> "
<Vander> <OOC> Snaga = slave in Tolkien Orcish :)
<Jalil> *in Gobblely* "You *do* know what your name means?"
<Jalil> <OOC> Jacob: you catch that URL earlier?
<Jacob> Is Tolkien Orcish == Gobblely?
<Jacob> Jalil: Yeah.
<Snaga> "yeah I was given it as a chid servant."
<Jalil> <OOC> AFAIK, yes.
<Vander> <OOC> Given that Tolkien's the only one to ever make a real attempt at 
developing a language for them, it might be
<Jacob> <OOC> Jalil: In case you haven't noticed, I'm not actually *trying* to 
go to the bathroom, I'm trying to find highly-trafficked buildings.
Vander heads over to the motorpool and starts on the first guardbot
<Jalil> <OOC> you sure picked a bad time to try it. No-one's here.
<Jalil> %)
<Kane-GM> LOL
<Jacob> GM: Mess hall might work, actually.  Can I pass through it on the way to 
the outhouse?
<Jalil> look at the map...
<Snaga> *yo Jalil: "so what's your name?"
<Jacob> Jalil: i.e., is it unlocked.
<Jalil> "I am Jalil Lalarun.  You can call me Jalil."
<Jalil> GM?
<Snaga> s/yo/to s/:/*
<Kane-GM> You could, Jacob.
<Snaga> "nice to meat ya."
Kane-GM <OOCly> is headachin' but trying to stay on top of this.
<Jacob> GM: I do so.  Inside, I - actually, step one would be to check it I'm 
visible from anyone on the premises.  Am I?
<Jalil> "Come, let us get you cleaned up.  Then you can crawl up this duct and 
clean out the air filter.  It seems to have something up there."
<Kane-GM> Jacob: Roll me a Surveillance check.
Jalil dumps a bucket of hot water on Snaga, followed by a bucket of cold, then 
hand him a pair of screwdrivers, a hammer, and a flashlight.
rob` is away [autogone:30/l:on]
<Jacob> Woohoo!  19%!
<Kane-GM> Jacob: Nobody can see ya.
Snaga digs a small hole in the ground just outside the fence area to sleep in.
<Jalil> Snaga: uh-uhn... I'm putting you to work.
<Jalil> or didn't you catch that?
<Jacob> GM: Did that roll include hiding a bug in an inconspicuous place or is 
that a separate roll?
<Snaga> I didn't catch that
<Kane-GM> seperate roll
<Jalil> well, read the scroll..
<Jacob> 51% needed 49%.  Rats.  Effect?
Snaga looks puzzled at the tools. "what's this for?"
<Kane-GM> You look over the bug placement, and it looks hidden to you.
<Jalil> "Were you not paying attention? I need you to clean out a bird's nest in 
an air duct."
Jalil opens the ventilation cover.
<Jalil> "In."
<Jalil> "Follow this to the top."
Vander looks over the guardbot's programming before activating it
Jacob heads out to the john for appearance's sake and returns to the scene of 
the action, presumably the infirmary.
Snaga turn on flashlight. "ok. how far is the nest?"
<Jalil> "I do not know.  Keep going until you find it."
Snaga climbs in
<Snaga> brb
<Kane-GM> Jacob: Yes, over by the infimary. You hear the sound of clanking 
around in the air ducts.
<Vander> <OOC> "Did I say 'bird's nest'? Oh, I'm sorry! I meant the high-powered 
suction fan!" :)
<Jalil> Vander: Triax DV-15 Sentry-bot
<Vander> Jalil: Yeah
<Jalil> correction... DV-12 Dyna-Bot with the black market combat programming.
<Vander> <OOC> Jal: What's the difference?
Snaga tries to fight the urge to sing hiho hiho... it's off to work I go.
<Jalil> <OOC> Well, the Dyna-bot is a multi-purpose bot that has been sold in 
the Americas... the Sentry-bot is more specialized, and hasn't been sold here.
<Vander> <OOC> 'k
<Jalil> <OOC> Same basic sensor package and laser rifle.
<Jalil> <OOC> You will have to imprint your image and those of the rest of the 
team into it.
Jalil heads over to the motor pool.  "Pardon me, but I do not believe I have 
caught your name."
Vander looks up from his work on the Dyna-bot. "Eh? Vander Took."
Snaga reaches the birds nest. and cleans it away.
<Jalil> "Pleased to meet you, Vander Took.  Do you need assistance?"
<Kane-GM> Snaga: That depends. Do you break it up and toss it out the airduct, 
or do you try to fish it out intact?
<Vander> *to Jalil* "Not unless you've worked with advanced robotics."
<Jacob> <OOC>  Jalil and Vander are at the motor pool.  Snaga is in the ducts.  
I am near the infirmary.  Where is Chadrick?
<Snaga> is anything in it?
<Chadrick> <OOC> With Jalil and Van, I suppose.
<Jalil> "Advanced robotics, No.  But I am skilled in electronics and mechanics, 
as well as cybernetics and bionics."
<Jacob> Then Jacob is... alone.  >:^)
<Jacob> <OOC> Jalil, what was that URL again?
Chadrick is completely lost by this time, pulls out his harmonica and starts 
playing.
<Snaga> GM: Is anything in the nest?
<Chadrick> 36% out of 40%.
Vander stops working on the bot, and looks at Jalil. "Then you might be of use 
here. We got a Juicer in the Company."
<Jalil> <OOC> http://dagwood.sandwich.net/pics/base.jpg
<Kane-GM> Jacob: That he is.
Jalil looks over at the trailer.  "I am to be assuming that the rest of the 
company's belongings are in the trailer?"
<Chadrick> brb
<Snaga> GM: I'm gonna fish the nest in one piece
Vander goes back to working on the bot. "Sort of. It's stuff we picked up on our 
way back from whacking a vamp intellegence hanging out in Ixthotz."
<Jalil> "Impressive."
<Kane-GM> Snaga: Hmmmm....
<Jacob> Okay.
<Kane-GM> Snaga: Gimme a PP roll
<Jalil> Jacob: the still ain't there yet
<Chadrick> <ooc> back
<Vander> "Oh, yeah. Just so ye know, there's probly a vamp or two hanging out in 
town looking to get even with our little group. If you got anything that'll kill 
a bloodsucker, keep it handy for the next few night."
Jacob heads out of the infirmary, around the back of the mess hall, and tries to 
be in sight of the motor pool as little as possible in the short bare space 
between there and the back of the Barracks, to which he is headed, looking for 
used places.
<Snaga> gm: do I want high or lower the my pp
Chadrick frowns at this piece of news. "Great."
<Jacob> + quickly
<Kane-GM> Snaga: You want low
<Snaga> 2
<Snaga> out of 11
<Jalil> how many of the three barracks buildings have power to them?
<Kane-GM> Ok, you get the bird's nest out.. But there is still the matter of 
getting the nest down with yourself when you get out.
<Kane-GM> Jal: Vander's only done one.
<Jalil> okay... and that one's not completely restored, right?
<Vander> <OOC> And the top floor still hasn't power :)
<Snaga> gm: that's not the only nest?
<Jacob> So I head for the lit one, checking windows to see if any of the spaces 
look recently occupied.
<Kane-GM> Snaga: You've got a a near vertical drop to get down to the ground.
<Kane-GM> Only one room looks "used", Jacob.
<Chadrick> GM: You mean two?
<Snaga> how big is the nest
<Kane-GM> Snaga: Are you going down? (it's the size of your IRL hand)
<Jacob> GM:Is it locked?  Also, is it in view of Vander & Group?
<Kane-GM> Chad: D'oh yeah.
Snaga puts the nest in my backpack.
<Kane-GM> Jacob: Call odd or even
Jalil grabs one of the spare tool kits left over from the previous merc company, 
and heads over to the lit building.
<Jacob> Even.
<Kane-GM> The door you try is locked.
<Snaga> gm: is that the only nest?
<Jacob> Is there another one?
<Kane-GM> Ok, you gingerly try to get the nest in the top of the backpack as 
best you can
<Kane-GM> Snaga: Yes
<Jalil> jacob: was that door the side door, or an end door?
<Jacob> Jalil: Meanie.  You know what you're trying to do.  ;^)
<Kane-GM> Jacob: yes.
<Kane-GM> Jal: I'm ruling Jacob's already inside the building.
Jacob tries the other one, fishes for his lockpicks if that doesn't work.
<Jalil> ah
Snaga climbs down the air duct as carefully as he can.
<Kane-GM> The other one opens, and you're treated to... Vander, describe your 
room at this time, please.
<Kane-GM> Snaga: Roll me a pct.
<Jalil> *whee*
<Snaga> 33
<Vander> The room contains a single made cot and an open footlocker with several 
of my person effects therein
<Vander> The rest of the cots are folded and stacked against a wall
<Kane-GM> Snaga: You lose your grip halfway down.... roll me a 20-sider, please!
<Jacob> That's pretty bare... Jacob rules out this room as a place to hide a 
bug.  Slips back into "casual looking-around" mode and walks back towards the 
infirmary.
Jalil opens up a small access door underneath the building, crawls over to where 
the circuit breaker is.  Then I shut off the incomign power.
<Snaga> 15
<Jalil> Using the flashlight for light, I work on rewiring the circuits leading 
upstairs.
<Kane-GM> you land on your back with a sickening crack!  Take 4 SDC damage.
<Kane-GM> Jal: Roll it for me?
<Vander> <OOC> Kane: Don't forget the bird's nest :)
<Jalil> rolled a 4 on Electrical Engineer
<Kane-GM> Jal: 04?
<Kane-GM> Vander: <OOC> In due time.
<Jalil> dicerollprogram.
<Jalil> 4
<Kane-GM> Snaga: Do you check your backpack?
<Jacob> Okay... ethics question.  I rolled a Surveillance roll in anticipation 
of Vander's description of the room, and failed it.  Yet, when I heard his 
description, it did not appear like an appetizing place to put a bug.  GM: 
Please rule on character's actual action.
<Snaga> yeah
<Kane-GM> Jacob: You couldn't find a good place to put one.
<Jalil> how long would Snaga be out of breath?
<Chadrick> 1d4 minutes?
<Vander> <OOC> Long enough to think he was on the Jerry Springer show? :)
<Jalil> a fall like that takes something out of a person.
<Kane-GM> Snaga: You open your backpack after a couple minutes of attempting to 
force air back into your lungs and find a mess of straw, egg shell, and egg 
white everywhere.
<Jalil> <OOC> *oops* so much for breakfast. %)
<Jacob> <OOC> Will that be Egg Drop Soup or Bird's Nest Soup?
<Kane-GM> <OOC> More like the Hot and Sour.
Snaga turns his bag inside out and brushes the goo off it.
<Jalil> <OOC> In this case, definitely Egg Drop
<Kane-GM> There's egg yolk all over the stuff inside as well.
<Jalil> (not that he has much)
<Kane-GM> Point
<Snaga> "scrambled eggs anyone?"
<Jacob> <OOC> Heh.
<Jalil> *chuckle*
<Jalil> <OOC> nice save.
<Kane-GM> Snaga: Nobody's around to answer you, with the possible exception of 
Chadwick
<Chadrick> GM: Chad*rick,* please.
<Jalil> Oh, what happens when the power goes out on Jacob
<Jalil> ?
<Chadrick> And I'm... elsewhere.
<Jacob> Yeah, had I left the building yet?
<Vander> <OOC> Kane: Did I get the first 2 bots working
<Kane-GM> Jacob: You're almost to the stairwell when the lights go out
Snaga goes to find Jalil.
<Jacob> *Fucktheyfoundme.*
<Jalil> (as I am *under* a building, finding me will be difficult)
<Kane-GM> Vander: Roll me an El-En at -10%, or Robot Mechanics if you have it.
<Vander> 45%
<Jalil> my job takes a good fifteen minutes, jsyk
Jacob gets as quiet as he possibly can and tries to continue his way towards the 
door he came in at.
<Vander> Needed under 50%
<Kane-GM> Vander: you did get them working
<Jalil> Do I hear his footsteps above me?
<Kane-GM> it takes a round or two of time before your eyes can get used to the 
light
<Jacob> Stealth roll, I presume?
<Kane-GM> Jacob: roll me a prowl?
<Jacob> s/stealth/prowl
<Jacob> Coming...
<Jacob> Yeaaaahhh... 31% needed 34%.
<Kane-GM> the light comment was directed at Jacob
<Kane-GM> Jalil: You don't hear anything on your end.
<Jacob> Before exiting, I check to see if obvious activity is taking place 
outside the door.
<Jalil> after Jacob has left the building, I turn the power back on.
Vander leads the bots over to the infirmary, looking for the doc
Snaga goes to check the conditionof the mess hall
<Kane-GM> Jacob: Nothing obvious near the door
Jacob exits "calmly" and without fuss.
<Jalil> Kane/Snaga: I do believe that Snaga would best be suited by replacing 
"Brewing" with "Prowl".
Chadrick follows Vander, having nothing better to do.
<Kane-GM> Jal: Noted.
<Kane-GM> Jacob: after about two minutes of your leaving the barracks, the 
lights come back on
<Snaga> still at +10?
Jacob heads back to the infirmary, tries to decide whether there'
<Jalil> Snaga: prolly not.
<Vander> *to Chad* "Where'd the doc go?"
<Jalil> <OOC> lemme check
<Jacob> s a front office here or not, and if not whether the motor pool or the 
infirmary would be a better place for the remaining one.
<Kane-GM> <OOC> You'd be at +2% as opposed to +10%, Snaga/
<Jalil> Snaga: 25% =2% for Rogue...
<Jalil> s/=/+/
<Jalil> so that'd be 27% for Prowl
Kane-GM wastes Ars's shift key with his longbow
<Jalil> Jacob: there is a front office to the infirmary... Jalil's office, 
basically.
<Jacob> Jalil: Thanks, I meant for the merc company, where presumably they'd be 
discussing business.
<Jalil> ah... best place for that is wherever Steve decides to place his office.
<Kane-GM> Jacob: You didn't see one in the Barracks, and you don't see one in 
the infirmary other than what Jalil just showed you
<Snaga> GM: What's the condition of the mess hall/ kitchen?
<Kane-GM> Looks hardly used, Snaga
<Jacob> And the infirmary would be regularly cleaned thoroughly, too, they'd be 
likely to find it... Jacob decides to plot for the Motor Pool at a good 
opportunity.
Jalil crawls out from underneath the barracks building, looks up at the second 
floor.
Jacob wanders over to the motor pool nonchalantly.
<Jalil> Any new lights up there?
Vander goes looking for Jalil, the bots in tow
<Kane-GM> Snaga: By Goblin standards, that is.
<Kane-GM> Jal: Yes, both floors are lit now.
<Jalil> "Much better."
<Snaga> it in working condition?
<Jalil> Do I notice Jacob?
<Kane-GM> By human standards, the mess hall looks like a Rift opened in it.
Chadrick grins at the barracs. "Wll, now."
Jacob waves to Vander.  "Hey!  Can I put my truck in here?"  [points to the 
motor pool]
<Vander> *to Jacob* "I thought I told you to come back tomorrow!"
<Kane-GM> Snaga: You might be able to salvage something, you reckon.
<Jacob> <OOC> If you did, that got lost in the scroll.
<Kane-GM> Jal: You see him heading towards his van, but looking toward the motor 
pool.
Snaga starts cleaning the kitchen,
<Jalil> umm... he's got the pickup, I've got the van
<Kane-GM> Snaga: Roll a 20-sider.
<Kane-GM> Jal: <OOC> wot you said. *more braindeaditude*
<Jalil> *in Gobblely* "I do not trust that man."
<Jacob> <OOC> Vander: when did you tell me this?
<Snaga> nat 20
<Vander> Jacob: When I was getting everybodies' names
<Kane-GM> Snaga: roll again
<Snaga> 19
<Jacob> Okay, I'll RP like I actually didn't hear you.
<Snaga> well gm?
<Kane-GM> Snaga: While you're cleaning out the kitchen, you knock a can over. As 
you go down to pick it up, you hear something crunching under your feet.
<Snaga> ok
<Snaga> I look at what the sound was from.
<Jacob> *to Van* "You did?  Oh, that!  Well... what about the job?"
Jalil heads over to where Vander, Jacob, and the bots are.
<Kane-GM> It came from right where you're standing, bent down to pick up the 
knocked over can
<Vander> *to Jacob* "We'll discuss it later. I've got other things to take cre 
of right now."
<Snaga> what caused it?
<Kane-GM> You pick up your foot to look at where it's digging into the sole, and 
from what you can tell, it looks like a bunch of miscellaneous debris.
<Jacob> *to Van*  "Oh.  Well, when a town needs a merc company, they usually 
need 'em pretty soon... I guess I'll try to be back tomorrow morning then.  You 
might be able to save me a trip if I could ask a coupla questions... you know, 
price, what you guys can do, and that sorta stuff."
Snaga dusts his foot off and keeps cleaning
<Kane-GM> Snaga: About the size of a quarter if you stuck it on a railroad track 
and let a train run over it.
<Snaga> ok I start pulling out pieces of debree
<Kane-GM> roll another 20-sider?
<Vander> *to Jacob* "We have a fully stocked APC, a Juicer, and a Hover Tank in 
the field right now. We can handle anything from mundain escort ops to scouting 
missions in the Magic Zone. For that matter, that's where the Company's at right 
now."
<Jalil> *to Vander* "He should return in the morning."
<Snaga> nat 20
<Kane-GM> Roll that 20-sider again?
<Snaga> 16
<Kane-GM> Yep, it looks like some piece from a junk stove clock, Snaga...
Vander <OOC> counts a Juicer as Mecha? %)
<Jacob> "Okay.  Well, if they got a job now, I should probably go find someone 
else then, we're kind of in a hurry.  Thanks anyway, fellows."  Jacob gets in 
his truck and leaves.
<Kane-GM> <OOC> It's Trent. It's justified.
<Kane-GM> %)
<Jalil> *after he leaves* "I do not trust that man."
<Vander> *to Jalil* "Yah. Now I'm gonna hafta sweep the place for bugs. And I 
was looking forward to a full night's sleep."
Chadrick glances at Vander. "You trust him that little?"
<Vander> *to Jalil* "By the way, I need your image print for these guys." 
*points to the bots*
<Jalil> "As you wish.  Chadrick's too, as he is recuperating here until he finds 
employment."
<Vander> *to Chad* "When you've been forced into slave labour by the CS, you get 
paranoid of everybody."
Vander has the bots recognize Jal and Chad as 'People not to shoot at'
Chadrick shrugs. "I was gonna say, I agree with you."
<Vander> "Hey, who's watching the booger?"
Chadrick starts. "Umm..."
<Jalil> *gobblely curse*
Jacob mulls over while driving... fully stocked APC, Juicer, Hover Tank...  
currently on a mission in the Magic Zone... at least one D-B on the team, 
possibly another hired... not particularly organized... Triax sentry bots for 
protection... one bug placed, doesn't seem to be transmitting... not a total 
failure.
<Jalil> "I will check the infirmary. Chadrick, check the mess hall."
<Jalil> "Let us hope he did not fall into the outhouse."
<Chadrick> "Gotcha."
<Chadrick> "... could he smell *worse?*"
<Kane-GM> <OOC> LOL
Jalil heads over to the Infirmary, notices a lack of sounds from the ventilation 
ducts.
Vander sets the bots to patroling the grounds with orders to shoot at/sound an 
alarm if anything larger than a badger gets withing 1000 feet of the base
<Jalil> Do I notice his Egg Drop backpack?
Chadrick heads into the mess, blinks at the scene.
<Kane-GM> Jal: I'm ruling that he took it with him
<Jalil> 'k
<Chadrick> "... what are you doing?"
Jacob is now known as CS-Lt
Jalil checks the place, then heads out and knocks on both outhouse doors.
<Snaga> *startled* "I'm cleaning the kitchen... Or at least trying to."
Chadrick looks around. "... good luck." Heads back outside. "I found it!"
<Kane-GM> Jal: Nobody answers you
Jalil heads over to where Chadrick is. "You did find him?"
<Chadrick> "Yeah. In there." *points* "Be prepared."
<Vander> *to Chad* "OK, the bots are patroling the perimeter, so keep that 
goblin inside, or he's likely to get shot."
<Chadrick> "That's a bad thing?
Jalil sticks his head into the mess, recoils.  
<Kane-GM> Jal: You see a pig sty in the process of being cleaned up.
Vander shrugs
Vander gets to sweeping for bugs
<Snaga> gm: When I say cleaning up. I mean in human standards.
<Jalil> *in gobblely, to Snaga* "You can sleep in here tonight, after you finish 
cleaning."
<Snaga> "thank you sir,"
<Kane-GM> Snaga: I know. Did you start cleaning up near the door, or the 
kitchen?
Vander goes through every building before heading to his cot
<Snaga> the kitchen, but I'm gonna start on the dinning hall now.
Jalil heads over to the others.  "I will be seeing everyone in the morning. Good 
night." *proceeds to say Good Night in Dragonese and Gobblely as well*
Vander reminds Jalil to keep a stake or to nearby
Chadrick shrugs. "Sleep sounds good. 'Nite."
<Kane-GM> Jal: roll a 20 sider just to be on the safe side
<Jalil> 8
<Vander> <OOC> Kane: Next morning?
<Kane-GM> <OOC> I think we'll end up calling it for tonight.
<Kane-GM> That is, after Jal rolls pct. dice
<Vander> OK 
<Jalil> 77
<Jalil> (what skill, btw?)
<Kane-GM> Jal: your eyes sweep over the kipple as you leave... but all you see 
is kipple.
<CS-Lt> kipple?
<Jalil> kipple?
<Chadrick> *blink*
<Vander> He means 'kibble'
<Vander> :)
<Jalil> ah
<Jalil> :)
<Vander> Later folx
<CS-Lt> GM(s): IC, the Coalition will now have access to the information in Lt. 
Law's report.  I'll write one up and e-mail it to anyone who might be GM'ing an 
NSC sesh and want to know that.
<Kane-GM> nites Vander
<CS-Lt> nite Van
<Jalil> Will: that'd be me next, methinks.
You are now known as Arsenal
<CS-Lt> Figured at least Ars, yeah.
CS-Lt is now known as Will
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<Snaga> ga2go
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Chadrick is now known as Aris_TGD
Arsenal gets a kick out of this...
Aris_TGD sets mode: +o rob` 
<J-Rock> So.... how'd y'all think I did with minimal (read: none whatsoever) 
prep time?
<Arsenal> The television in the bar flickered, and the face of Emperor Prosek 
appeared on the screen.  He waited a few seconds before talking.
<Arsenal> "Good evening, citizens of the Coalition.  You will be pleased to 
learn that I have just signed a decree that forever outlaws the city of Lazlo.  
The bombing will commence in five minutes...."
<Arsenal> Cheers erupted in the bar.
<Arsenal> "Sir!" someone yelled from off-screen.  "We're live!"
<Arsenal> JR: good.
<J-Rock> Ars: LOL
<Aris_TGD> *cackle* >%D
<Arsenal> reminiscent of Pres. Reagan's Christmas Eve speech. %)
<Aris_TGD> Yep. :)
<J-Rock> Ars: I got sent the wav of that speech
<Arsenal> cool
<Aris_TGD> What did Regan outlaw?
<Aris_TGD> JR: GIMMIE!
<Aris_TGD> >%)
<Arsenal> Communism.
<Will> JR: /dcc that?  I'd like a copy.
<Arsenal> JR: same here. %)
<Aris_TGD> Ahh. %)
<Arsenal> or was it the Soviet Union.
<Will> "Russia," I think he said.
<Arsenal> either way, he ended the sound test with "The missiles launch in five 
minutes."
<Will> Ars: Whatcha think of the rest of that?
<Arsenal> Will: the enhancements look good.
<J-Rock> Ars: the USSR
<Arsenal> although I'm not quite sure the people cheering in the bar would be 
appropriate, given the setting I'm planning on using.
<Will> Ars: I would presumably run a CS records check on Jalil Lalarun.  What 
would I find?
J-Rock: DCC SEND reagan.wav (209.163.199.98)
<Will> And if anyone can remember, was I present when Vander Took uttered his 
name?
<J-Rock> Will: Dunno. I'd have to look over my log
<Arsenal> Will: no, you weren't.
<Will> 'k, thanks Ars.
<Arsenal> Will: Jalil Lalarun graduated with top honors from the Chi-Town 
College of Medicine; minored in Engineering.
<Aris_TGD> brb
<Arsenal> He turned down an offer to work for the Chi-Town Hospital, instead 
opening up a clinic in the Downside.
<Arsenal> According to records, he was caught operating a "body-chop-shop" by a 
Psi-Stalker and his Dog Pack; what really happened was that he refused to pay 
the Stalker's extortion fee.
<Will> "Cybernetics Professional, license revoked after operating illegal 
cybernetics establishment."
<Will> is what it will say, anyway.
<Aris_TGD> Neat.
<Arsenal> he was stripped of his citizenship during his trial, disappeared from 
sight not long afterwards after spending a few months in the Burbs
J-Rock eyes his lucky Nod soldier mini (it's easily as tall as my index finger 
is long)... you know, if this wasn't a collector's edition, I'd take it out of 
the blister and play with it,
rob` looks up, laughs himself silly. %D
<Will> rob`: which part?
<rob`> the "bombings commence" bit. :)
<Arsenal> I don't think I made L2 tonight. :P
<Aris_TGD> Ars: :/
<rob`> You know, nuclear war starting on that premise would be funny as hell, if 
there were anyone around afterwards to appreciate it.
<J-Rock> --- Game ended a while back -- "Godseye control offline. Downloading to 
archive... done." ---
<Arsenal> BTW, you *will* be seeing this speech in it's entirety... maybe in 
Queenston, maybe back at Worth
<Aris_TGD> >%)
<Will> Oh.  I thought this was a personal piece of Rifts-fic, not part of the 
storyline.
<J-Rock> LOL
<Arsenal> Will: it's both.
<Arsenal> after all, it's based on what the NSC did in the First Season.
<Will> Ah.
<Arsenal> I'll probably be taking this someplace else, but at least some of the 
team will be in the bar.
<Arsenal> ...
<J-Rock> okee
<Arsenal> How did Meeth do tonight w/ Snaga?
<Arsenal> Other than whining about his lack of "good skills"
<J-Rock> The scrambled egg bit was about the only good thing
<Aris_TGD> *nod*
<Arsenal> yeah... he came across as too human to be a goblin
<Aris_TGD> Ayup.
<J-Rock> Well, he got the whipped slave bit semi-right some of the time
<Arsenal> *nod*
<Will> I am *seriously* worried about the possibility of faked rolls.  The basis 
of the game relies on that honor system.
<Arsenal> 2 nat-20s in 3 rolls tests the credibility of his dice
<Will> The phrase "Do I want to roll higher or lower than my PP" tests the 
credibility of his dice.
<Will> I mean, duh.
<Aris_TGD> Ya.
<J-Rock> Will: *NOD*
<Arsenal> hell, I know my diceroll program gives extreme rolls at times (I've 
rolled a 20, 1, 17, 3, in that order), but 20, 19, 20, 17?
<Will> Suggestions: 1.) GM makes more rolls for him.  2.) More opportunities to 
screw up by giving him blank rolls he would want to roll low on.  3.)  Not 
telling him what the roll is about if he can't figure it out.
<Arsenal> odds are quite against it
<Aris_TGD> Yah.
<Arsenal> no telling him higher or lower.
<Will> Well, it's not just that, I mean I had three weeks of failed skill rolls.  
For me, it's the rest of the behavior, really.
<J-Rock> Will: I was using suggestion 2, but my latent niceguy-itude was letting 
him roll again after the nat 20...
<Will> I noticed that when you told me how he would rather have wnated to roll 
low.
<J-Rock> of course, having to roll under his IQ of 5 is a tall order
<Arsenal> *nod*
<Aris_TGD> %)
<Arsenal> at least he was playing kinda in character tonight..
<Arsenal> *chuckle*
<Arsenal> it's kinda hard not to with these mental stats
<Arsenal> (at least for him)
<Will> It's 2:00.  Good night, all.  You did well, JR.  Ars, I'll send the 
report in when I'm done.
<Arsenal> IQ: 5, ME: 14, MA: 3
<Arsenal> %)
<Arsenal> PB: 6
<Arsenal> Cya, Will.
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hunting me.)
<Aris_TGD> %)
J-Rock DESTROYS NewBork
<Arsenal> we were treating him accordingly, methinks.
<J-Rock> yeah
<Aris_TGD> *nodnod*
<Arsenal> he was stupid, ugly, annoying...
<Arsenal> short, and scrawny
<Arsenal> he shoulda been talking Gobblely a bit more, tho... 's his native 
language
Aris_TGD keeps agreeing. ;P
<Arsenal> you think he's gonna keep the slave, or stick with Rick?
<J-Rock> Ars: Rick
<J-Rock> Anyway, I'm going to chundernet for a few, followed by either sleep or 
Tiberian Sun, then sleep
<Arsenal> cyas
<Arsenal> I'm gonna crash as well, cyas
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