*** Log file opened: 10/2/99 9:09:37 PM Arsenal [tabrock@du214233.str.ptd.net] has joined #Rifts [Arsenal] Run for the hills, the GM's had an alignment change. Prozac sets mode: +o Arsenal oi hey Ars. Arsenal sets mode: +ooo Ch`Dith Rick rob` ars: what setting are we using tonite? Arsenal ponders rolling up Sally as a "new recruit" for the NSC... PDeSanto [uplink@pm3std1-20.uplink.net] has joined #Rifts PDeSanto is now known as Vander OI! hey runt tonight, even though KJ is out, we're gonna try and get as close to Queenston as possible Ars: Puplic relations? Ars: OK, so I'm playing the Duke again? -p+b ifn't ye want... Trent's character is available tonight, too Or are we running into the Wilderness Scout I rolled up? I could play Trent no thanx Ars: Fire his charsheet over Arsenal heads up to Wawa for munchies... bbiaf You are now known as GM_Away Vander follows Ars' example, runs down to MrZ's for snax Vander is now known as VanderHid I just saw a DM/D&D starter kit in Waldenbooks. Rick raids the fridge. Rick sets mode: +o VanderHid You are now known as Arsenal 're all wb Ars katster [katster@wasteland.Reshall.Berkeley.EDU] has joined #Rifts Prozac sets mode: +o katster [katster] Still crazy after all these years... ay, katze katster is now known as Anya hey Kat VanderHid is now known as Vander re Will [William@tnt1-97-196.cac.psu.edu] has joined #Rifts 'lo Will Moo all. Oi, Will Vander sets mode: +o Will hey Will Ars: Fire over Trent's charsheet Thanks Van. Van: sure... Vander gives Will a sideways glance. "I am not a GMC product!" Vander: Walls! Will: :) Vander looks at all the soda cans stacked up in the comproom. "Heh. I haven't had a pile like this since college." :) moof. I could wall myself into the room with all of these :) Anya idly ponders the 24 jolt bottles for eigteen bucks. UL: catch And still have enough left to build a chair :) Rick looks at the pile of munchy wrappers on his floor. "I haven't had a mess like this since last session. Rick: :) anyone out there? I am. Ground control to Major Tom Ch`Dith moos Will is out there, with The Truth. Having a cuppa. Vander looks at Ch'D, sharpens up the steak knives, fires up the barbeque pit anyone have offspring's "the kids aren't allright" in mp3 format? Ch`Dith carves the runt up and puts the remains on the iron Anya whees, has fun with typing... Called up a local radio station that ran its ad as "...playing the best songs of the '80s and '90s." and requested Pac Man Fever. They had it, but refused to play it van: They had taste Rick: You're too young to even know which song that is van: B104.1 refues to play Yankovic on my birthday. Rick: That's 104. They suck anyway Aris_TGD [aris@p15.amax11.dialup.sjc1.flash.net] has joined #Rifts Baa Aris Aris_TGD is now known as Kasia Kasia checks her watch hey aris Vander sets mode: +o Kasia Yankovic will be playing the local auditorium. I've decided to attend what I believe is the first such concert of my life. moo Will: Bootleg copies! :) 'lo aris moo, Dwagin/Melter Will *does* have a microrecorder, but, sorry, believes copyright law is a major principle. Will: What Vander said. Will: *shrug* ***snap*** Darn!!! Will: Do you own any mp3s? ;) Kasia: :) A few. But I don't share them, and on occasion go and buy the CD. Bah. Kasia: I do CDs are amazingly overpriced. Rick: Yeah, but you don't argue for copyright laws. rob` buys CDs, but it's impractical for him. :P Vander listens to a radio ad refer to pidgeons as 'One of the most stable things in Manhattan." %) true Kasia: Do you have offspring's "the kids aren't allright" in mp3 format? copyright laws are a Good Thing. It's just that they don't apply particularly well when you can make infinite copies for something for $0. Kasia will under no circumstances record or go steal an entire CD as soon as it's released, but *will* go search for a certain song if she happens to really like it. Ship showing up tonight? Rick: I don't believe I have *any* Offspring. Ars: She should be Ars: She's in #tjab Ars: Well, maybe if you were on Undernet, you could tell her the game is on. Vander is now known as FauxTrent But seeing as you haven't shown up there, she may very well be assuming, as I was, that you weren't here. Kas: she was there when I left undernet For tonight only She knows. Kasia ohdears at UL. *shrug* Sowwy. I'm a little unfocused. Was driging around since about noon with mom. Driving. Yeah. Kasia: Ah Kasia buffs the wrapper on her Shiny New Red Dwarf tape. :) Anya: Any objections to a non-book OCC for your UberMunch game? Kasia: :) ars: are you gonna go over what happened last time we ran the convoy scene? FauxTrent should start taping those before Chan23 takes it off the air Rick: Logs Ch`Dith @hrms. Steve showin' ? bbiab, getting stuff WhtStar2 [whtstar2@212.150.0.38] has joined #Rifts Kasia sets mode: +o WhtStar2 Well...sure. hey WS2 moo Anya: when do you run the Munch game? Anya looks up and answers Trent. Sure. But I reserve the right to think of even more munchkiny ways to kill it off. ;) Rick: When my hand heals, for once. :) your hand? oi, Ship Rick: Yeah, one of my hands is in a brace right now. Anya: Fair enough :) but what day would it be? FauxTrent rolls up the Great Oozelfinch Rick looks over his Jedi. Kasia will use... huh. Mm. Anya: Made a decision on the time-traveling TW yet? It's simple, yet a severe change, to have to replay five minutes of a scene when a player decides to change something... rick: Dunno, that's something that needs to be talked over. is a jedi ok? Will: remind me again? School went and decided to kick my ass the last time I talked about this... Rick: What I said above applies. YOu can be anything you want, I just reserve the right to kill a char off in even more munchkiny ways. ;) almost 10:00 here. FauxTrent ponders a character that has only one skill. WS2: what time is it there? Basic character a TW, except he can travel up to five minutes or 500 yds in any dimension, including time, at will. That's it, nothing else. The time travel preserves all rolls except his own, and he's the only one with any memory of it. No further back than 5 min. from "present." He can Summon[tm] a rain of anvils :) FT: In your case, it would prolly be the flaming fart. Will: Fair enough, well thought out, I think. Kasia: Thbbt! :)= supercalaflatulence(sp) WhtStar2 looks up. Rick: 4am yikes Rick: Hey, this *is* europe I know o/~ Say your prayers / little one / don't forget, my son / to include everyone o/~ o/~ Come with me, and you'll see a world of pure Japanimation. o/~ Rick listens to 4 chellos play Metallica's Unforgiven. Rick: :) FT: smile at what? Rick: The cellos oh ok rob` [rbos@herring.sandwich.net] has quit IRC (changing computers) Kasia ponders that London Symphony Orchestra Plays Queen's Greatest Hits CD she saw at Media Play. SteveM [slider@ktc4-134.ktc.com] has joined #Rifts 'llo WhtStar2 sets mode: +o SteveM Kasia: They aired that on TV a few months back :) Ch: What's the song? Hey, Steve -Ch+FT Will: ??? Kasia: looks for a CD called Apocalyptica. Uh? o/~ Come with me, and you'll see a world of pure Japanimation. o/~ it 4 cellos playing Metallica songs okay, we're missing only Vix, right? Will: Oh, that. An adaptation of one of the songs from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. :) as far as I can tell yah Will puts on his CD of the London Philharmonic playing New Age non-word lyrics and such. Ars: XP? I'm gonna be just a little disappointed if A&M pulls this victory out on field goals Ch: gotcha covered... And another thing. As for the VCR. Mom STILL is not done with it. :P Everyone ready? Dwagon is Go Flight Ars: Yep Kasia ohyeahs, finally got to watch the entirety of What's Up, Doc. Was worth the overdue fine. >%) Okay... all systems are go! XP listed is for the two weeks I GMed... Ars: I'm set. Panzerboy is Go Mission JR: you got the XP for last session? Ars: Neg nope okay, we can do w/out SteveM CURSES RANDY MCCOWN AT GREAT LENGTH! Kasia still hasn't calculated XP for that one session *she* GMed, so give Steve a break. ;) Steve: 550 Listed where? Vander: 100 Trent: 425 ah, nm Kasia: 375 Ru: 125 Ch`Dith: 600 Anya: 500 Rick: ... I'll get back to ya in a minute., Vix: 375 *choke* Will: 275 Duke Ryan: 350 Rick:... -25 Oh yay. :) Ars: That's just HARSH. You could have given him at least 1 XP Steve: that's the way it came out after I docked him 100 for lousy RP and Bad Ideas[tm] one more skill roll, and he would have broken even ok that hurt. But oh well. Ars: Still, that is harsh Rick: You'll make up for it this week, so don't worry too much. I would have been in the fight that time but everyone was in my shot Kasia: I'm not worried Rick: *nod* well let's get this party started. okay... we ready to start? Yeah... Ars: Have been for the last 15 minutes Ready. WhtStar2 is now known as Ru`ach lemme quick-check to see where we left off... Will is now known as Will. ;^) Camp site after those two critters bought it. Hehehe. I was in the APC's command room Me'n'Anya were taking samples of the weirdos. Ru`ach was... where was I? And me and Kasia were in the Plow looking for a river to get giant gore off it. ru: sleeping, I think so who wandered off? "zzzzzZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz," then. :) Okay... Hadn't somebody suggested changing campsites? Ch`Dith is definitely helping Steve and Kas look, wanting this stuff of his snout and claws NOW. Will: they had... Will: Not that useful. This entire place is ubermagic. and the nearest river is the Ohio... you were camped on it's banks./ Anya yawns s'more, having been just woke up. Ch`Dith walks up to the bank, hops in Ru`ach yawnstreches. *SPLASH* Rick keeps an eye out for any more creatures in the forest. SteveM OOCly curses Randy fuckin' McCown some more. GAWD-DAMMIT! -forest +area As you keep moving, you notice that it's snowing again. FauxTrent stokes the campfire (if it hasn't gone out), and makes some Holy Caffiene what campfire? I missed something from the last session, didn't I? SteveM walks into the river, and gets back out after a few minutes, ordering everybody to keep moving north. first off, it's late night The fact you're covered in gore. OK Anya looks around, sees white flakes, and sighs. "More snow." Ru`ach grumbles. Eyes around for her book collection. FauxTrent joins the other Gore-Soaked Children in becoming Ungored Will looks up, packs away the kit for later. Hears Steve telling people to keep moving. "In snow? At night? In the Mgic Zone?" +a Aha! Anya shrugs. "Steve may have his reasons..." Ch`Dith , once clean, hops back out again in time to hear Will's comment. Rick checks the radar for any more creatures in the area. "The learner is right in one respect: no part of this forest is likely to be any safer than any other." Rick: roll for RSE "Not like we have a whole lot of choice. You saw those giants. You think they'd complain?" 8 need 45 FauxTrent gets dried off and starts up his cycle Ch`Dith OOCly boogies to Cyborg Mermaid SteveM transforms a few times to make sure the Plow is dry before settling on Battloid for the journey. Rick: Radar shows several bogies, but nothing coming near. Will sighs, realizes people seem to be going. Packs up the kit. Ch`Dith keeps his senses online and listening Anya helps Will clean up. ars: is the APC gored? *to Steve* "Want I should ride a perimeter sweep?" SteveM keeps one eye on the radar for the trip through the forest. Rick: Hardly matters Rick: you can't tell, being inside *to Trent* "Negative. Stay within sight of the others." *to Steve* "I hear ya, Cap'n." as you head farther north, the snow gets heavier. And the wind's picking up. FT: yiou still riding the MOtorcycle? "Keep your eyes open for any caves. We'll camp in one of those." *radioed to the APC* "Hey, Rick. Ask the scholars if al this snow is normal up this way." Ch`Dith walks for now, but spreads his wings to let the wind dry them Anya stays awake, brooding s'more. it's Ohio in the winter... what do *you* think? %) But Trent doesn't know that, being from central Tex :) *to the crew* "Is it ussually this snowy up here?" More like the Rio Grande Valley Anya looks up. "Will might know, he's from up this way..." OK Southern Tex *radioed* "More than likely." Will sighs. "Just wait. That Plow will earn its name before the week's out, I shouldn't wonder." *to Trent* "you hear that?" FauxTrent grumbles as his cycle's tires start to slip and chunder on all this white crap. *to Rick* "I heard. Open the damn doors. I'm coming in." *to Trent* " I think you might wanna bring the bike in and ride with us." Anya pulls the glass shard out of the pocket she stuck it in, eyes it. forget last line. Rick opens doors. Rick: Good call, tho FauxTrent rides his bike up the back hatch into the vehicle bay On the move, a la Knight Rider. Will: Yep :) Rick closes door FauxTrent shuts down the cycle, and goes to a storage locker for a towel Rick drives the APC in the plow's tracks to reduce sliding. Isn't battloid mode the bot? Yes roll for pilot he wasn't in plow mode?" ch: still a good strategy tho 34 out of 54 Anya falls asleep in her chair in the control room, hanging onto that shard s'more. Ars: yeah. Will checks in on Duke Ryan. Will: snoring and talking in his sleep FauxTrent takes a seat in the passenger compartment, starts field stripping his JA-11 while whistling 'Renegade' off key Ru`ach yawnstreches. "What's go*yawn*ing on?" Will politely refrains from listening to him talking in his sleep again. Rick checks radar for incoming nasties. Are we out of the forest yet? Kasia has been asleep. For a while. Steve: not yet Ch`Dith , once dry, takes back to the air *to Ru* "We're being attacked, go back to sleep." failed role Anya mutters something in Russian in her sleep. 46 out of 45 "*grumblemutterthat'sjustlikementhrowblanketoverheadgrumblemutters'moreIcould've helped y'knowtrytosleep*" Vix [fnord@dialpool0436-pri.voicenet.com] has joined #Rifts Ru`ach sets mode: +o Vix 'lo Vix fnord Okay, by this time, the snow's become a blizzard *chuckle* Hey Vix better late than never Ars: how's vision? Rick: Better a communist than a dead communist. Rick: Offclaw, I'd say nil for humans. Will walks up to the front compartment. *radioed* "Hey Steve, just how far are we going?" Rick: terrible... you can't see two feet in front of you FauxTrent looks out a gunport at the blizzard. "I am *not* getting out and digging a path through this crap." We're in the APC in a blizzard, roit? *to steve* "I can see two things. Jack and shit. can we stop to wait out the snow?" Vix: *nod* Ch`Dith flies on, buffetted by the storm, keeping track of the rest through TP triangulation *radioed* "I can't tell without looking at the map... "Nobody's found a cave yet?" Anya mutters something else in Russian, still fast asleep. rob` [rbos@herring.sandwich.net] has joined #Rifts *radioed* "Low visibility... we keep driving, I smell an accident happening." re Ohio's rather flat. *to Will* "At the very least." KillJoy_ [KillJoy@pern-1-159.mdm.mkt.execpc.com] has joined #Rifts Ru`ach , while pretending to sleep, conjurs up a Ley Line Observation Ball to try and see what's going on outside. KillJoy_ is now known as Trent Ru`ach sets mode: +o Trent Eep! It's the real Trent! Ay. Rick checks a map. *hide * 'lo Trent FauxTrent is now known as UpLink *radioed* "We might as well stop here. NOTHING would be out on a night like this!" Rick stops Trent: quick update... you're in the APC in the middle of a blizzard Miss much, did I? And in comes the Snow Devil pack! Ch`Dith . o O (We are. ) not really Ru`ach waves at KJ. Notes that UL managed to get Ru pissed at Trent. :) you're in the APC Ru: ^_^ Ru: Oooh, fun. Remind me to hurt him. O_;] My pleasure. :) Okay... UL is good at playing annoying people, isn't he? Vix walks into the main compartment, his hair standing up (more than usual, anyway) on the left side of his head, and looking fairly dissheveled. Anya OOCly munches a hole in Trent's halo. C five hours pass before the blizzard lets up rob` patches it up with duct tape. OOC: Hey, I needed that! Ch`Dith lands beside the APC when they stop and curls up Ars: er... noo vision on the Observation Ball, then? -o *radioed* "Ok, we'd better find a cave or something--*YAWN*" ars: hows radar? rick: a few blips, nothing moving Anya spends the whole five hours curled up in a chair in the APC control room, muttering random things in Russian. Once we stopped, Will slept. Rick checks a map for any close caves. ru: the observation ball just shows a lot of snow Trent probably fumes semi-silently in the cabin of the APC. Various mutterings about rather being on his bike. Ars: Whee. :P And Rick finds Mammoth Cave, in KY! ;) Ru`ach looks at snow. Ponders the statement "all men are jerks." Vix hits his head on the wall, still not fully awake after five hours, and several cups of coffee. "Must... not.... sleeeeeep... awake..." Trent: What, no chatting with everyone's favorite mage? Trent OOCly really wishes he knew what UL did. Rick finds the Cave of Happy Crunching [tm] No caves... Hey, this ain't a cave, it's a dragon's maw! Trent: Ru asked what was going on, after waking up. I told her we were under attack, and she should go back to sleep :) rob` ponders seeing the word "maw" used in regular speech She woke up, asked what was going on, he said "We're being attacked. Go back to sleep." UL: Yeah, she told me in the other chan. You're all being redundant. ;) rob: "Hey, Maw! Come here and check out what Paw's doin'!" Kasia: And repetitive :) is there an echo in here? SteveM gets to work trying to dig the APC out of the snowdrift it's in rob` has Will killed by a $20 hitman Kasia wakes up. "What's up?" Will kills the $20 hitman with a $20.01 hitman. Anya yawns and stretches in her chair. "The tail end of a blizzard.." *yawn* rob` yawns.. damn you Trent sighs, starts wandering. Seeing as how the APC's not to damn big, this takes him into the main compartment. Anya OOCly yawns IRL. Ch`Dith ignores the snow mound that by now covers him completely. "Oh." *pause* "Anything I can do?" Rick kills both of you with a $20.02 hitman. "Short of bringing me back to life, not that much." Ru`ach OOCly kills Rick with a $20.03 hitman. rick; $20 EACH. :) Anya feels the edge of something sharp sticking in her hand, opens it up to find the glass shard. Puts it away and ponders quietly. Will ly gets out of the APC and stands there looking at the plains of gleaming snow in the early dawn light. For some possibly unrelated reason, gets an urge to be standing in front of a class of folks learning to read, or do math, or *something* to expand someone's world. "What, you turn into the abominable snowman?" Rick blows soda out his nose. rob` wraps duct tape around his head and hides in a couch somewhere. "I don't know about me, but Ch'Dith, on the other hand..." Ch: you're prolly covered in snow UpLink watches an Oozelfinch kick rob out of the couch rob: You are stunned and afraid for your life upon finding out that you have hidden in the dwagoncouch. Ars: any idea what the date is? Ch`Dith . o O (I heard that.) Ars: I know. rob` peers out from the cushions. Shrugs. Hides deeper. Ru`ach gets up, grabs her book, walks outside. (All while carefully avoiding Tent) rick: January something-or-other Anya walks outside, looks at the winter wonderland. Didst I offend? :) Ch`Dith is now known as Snowmound Anya picks up a handful of snow and tosses it at Will's back. UL: YES! Snowmound sits unmoving, covering the dwagon completely. Will appears to fail to notice. "SNOWBALL FIGHT!!!" Will notices that. Anya looks at Will strangely, sighs. Vix looks about the apc, trying to find something to waste time with. Ru`ach picks up snow. Makes a ball out of it. TKly guids it down Ricks shirt. Trent blinks, watches her go. Follows. "Ru...? What did I do this time?" Will turns at the sigh. Looks as questioningly as possible with an unworded expression. +at Anya. Ru : a little hard concidering I'm inside the APC. Anya smiles at Will. "A credit for your thoughts." Anya: Cheapstake :) Rick: Oops. :P I need to wake up. "TKly"? "All alone... in the middle of alot of fluffy white stuff... without hope... without salvation... without even a decent joint, because I'm out of paper." *grumble* ars: do we have a fire hose on the APC? TeleKinetically Ru: Don't feel too bad, pplz are being pretty vague with their place descriptions. SteveM settles for returning back to transport mode and falling asleep in the Plow's seat Rick: nope. me occlt ponders a snowball flying in the door, through the APC, and down Rick's shirt. Decides to go for it. >%) "I'm in a quiet mood. I haven't spent so much time away from an academic environment for a while. Was just wishing for a student or two, I guess." yow. :P Ru`ach occy ponders a snowball flying in the door, through the APC, and down Rick's shirt. Decides to go for it. >%) +l There. Better. Rick dumps a bucket of water on Ru`ach from out the command rooms wndow. smart snowballs? Rick: you now have a snowball down your shirt Kasia manuvers herself around the interior of the Plow and somehow manages to curl up next to Steve. Rick: the APC windows don't open rob: telekinesis. Trent steps out of the APC door, into a snowdrift, and down to about his knees in snow. "Shit! That's cold." Anya looks over the snow-covered landscape. bah, what's fun about that Trent: s/knees/waist/ Rick: ...are you trying to give her hypothermia so she can die, or something? Whoo, great joke. ;) "Still cold?" Trent [KillJoy@pern-1-159.mdm.mkt.execpc.com] has quit IRC (Read error to Trent[pern-1-159.mdm.mkt.execpc.com]: No route to host) *to Will* "Yeah, I can see that. It'd be fun to find somebody who just wants to learn...but I guess those types are few and far between, nyet?" Rick: Common sense, please. KillJoy [KillJoy@pern-1-159.mdm.mkt.execpc.com] has joined #Rifts Ru`ach sets mode: +o KillJoy Grr... 're KJ KillJoy is now known as Trent SteveM somehow posesses enough consciousness to hold Kasia close to him. "A little..." Vix grumbles, stands up, and eyes the door to the apc. He opens it, gets a running start, and takes a running leap out into the snow, letting loose a loud "Wheeeeeaaaaaaaooowwww!" as he flies out. Kasia kisses Steve on the forehead, then uses a little bit of a nudge to make him fall asleep. SteveM @zonks anyone with telepathy can detect a stray thought off to the north Trent gets hit in the back by a flying Vix? Snowmound gets barrelled into by Vix, turns out to be a little harder than snow. Anya blinks. Will smiles. "You can throw a brick back home and hit one. But the real fun is going out and finding them elsewhere, where they want to but don't know how. 'S why I signed up for field work. And now I'm escorting a dignitary through the Magic Zone. Makes perfect sense." Rick steps out the door gathers the snow from his shirt and throws it at Ru`ach. *runhides* Kasia looks up from Steve's now-comatose form and frowns at this incoming thoughtblip. Vix ughs, and stops in midair due to loss of momentum (in turn due to hitting a dragon). Snowmound suddenly twitches and a scaly head emerges from one end. Trent , still in shorts and a t-shirt, tries to dig himself out before his toes start turning colors. *yells* "Eew. That's disgusting!" Kasia notices Trent's predicament, starts a small fire in front of his feet. "Well...better than just running away and trying to learn yourself because the government you grew up under didn't think learning was anything special or even anything to be proud of..." *sighs* In the snow? Snowmound tries to focus where the thought came from, what it came from and what it entailed Vix gets up, and erks at Ch'Dith. "Uhn... sorry." "Gahh. Why I started up with this concious thing, I'll never know..." Ru`ach notices that, and, (using the book) puts it out. -, Trent: Yah. Snowmound is concentrating on the stray thought, ignores Vix for the time being Anya ponders that stray thought from elsewhere, but doesn't say anything. Kasia blinks as her project gets snuffed, shrugs. "Whatever." "Or worse yet-" and here Will gets slightly angry, for I think the first time he's been in the game - "someting to discourage and hunt down." ...and pretends she didn't do it. Let his toes freeze. Anya nods, doesn't say much. Vix eyes Trent. "Oh, is hypothermia one of your hobbies, too?" Rick checks radar again just to be safe Trent grimaces, grabs onto the ledge of the APC door and pulls himself out. Walks inside and returns, this time wearing boots. Rick: Several things on the move, but headed to where you killed the beasties . o O (zzzzz. zzzzz. zzzzz. zzzzzzz.) ars: the weather still bad? UpLink is now known as Issachar btw, those w/ TP can detect thoughts of "Freezing!" Rick: weather's cleared up... it's just a lot of snow this morning. Snowmound frowns, then erupts, sending snow flyinig everywhere. Snowmound is now known as Ch`Dith Kasia frowns at this. "Mmmm..." Glances at Steve, glances at the snow, glances at Steve... Trent steps back outside, and again sinks in up to his knees. He flings a snowball at Vix before trudging through the snow and trying to find Ru. "What the hell..." Ru`ach starts getting cold. Levitates a few inches above the snow. Keeps on reading. Ch`Dith folds his wings back in. Will realizes it's morning, and he's hungry. Shortly thereafter gets sprayed by Ch`Dith. Vix gahs as he gets covered with snow, vanishing underneath it. Ch`Dith . o O (I will be back shortly.) *to Anya* "What?" is the dragon laying in front of the APC? Ch`Dith then teleports to where the thought came from without further comment 66 Kasia shrugs, catching Ch'Dith's thought, and curls up around(and on top of) Steve. *muffles* "Wutta fugg ih dijj? Gebbe owdda eer!" -S+D "There's someone out there...and whatever it is is cold." Doh. Scratch that, starts walking fast, jumps, flies. +tries again in 30 seconds. "But I think Ch'Dith is going to see what it is. +" "how do you..." Will blinks. "You're a teep?" Shakes his head. "Never mind. I... which way?" Distance? about 1000 feet away, I'd say Anya points vaguely to where the thought came from. Will looks in that direction. correction... 2000 feet away "And yeah...I'll explain later..." 660 meters, in other words? yeah about Vix tries to knock the snow off himself. Anyone watching would see a wooden staff poke through the surface of a small vaguely vix-shaped mound of snow, and proceed to shake around until most of the snow is off. so are we gonna go find the person out there? Ch`Dith tries again, rolls a 6. Stands next to whatever is freezing. +" Trent stops near Ru. "Uhh.. Ru?" Anya starts charging through the snow in that general direction. Will runs after her. Ch: you find a man in a snowbank Ru`ach looks down at Trent. Then back at the book. Will pauses, thinks about a weapon. Decides, "Naah." Continues. Vix watches Anya go, follows her, catching up after a few seconds. "Where;s everyone going?" "This way..." Ch`Dith puts a claw into the bank, pulls the guy out. Vix ahhs, shrugs, and continues following. do hovercycles work on snow? Issac: description, please? Rick: they work good Anya continues running, falling every once in a while in the snow... the APC has a worse time in snow than hover vehicles Rick grabs a hovercycle and follorws Anya. Ru`ach ohyeahs. Rolls 07 for literacy. Ch`Dith . o O (Found him. Have warm blankets ready in the APC.) -r Anya comes to a halt. . o O (Great...will do.) Starts running in the other direction. Will blinks, watches Anya run back past him. Trent ICly tries to think back to what he did, OOCly wonders if he'd be able to guess. *shrug* Vix blinks, spins around, follows Anya in the other direction, going past will. Ch`Dith looks around, notes that this guy can't hold on to his back and he sucks at walking three-clawed, sighs, humanforms *to Anya* "Where you goin'?" <--- Curled into a tight ball to conserve as much bodyheat as possible. Wearing a heavy backpack of tanned leather and buckskins covered with furs for winter use. A bolt action rifle slung over his back and a Wilks LP on his belt with numerous knives and other gear "Ch'Dith found him, need warm blankets! Pronto!" Iss: Yeah, but what does he *look* like? Trent: roll under IQ? ;) "gotchya... Hop on." Could work. Grab dice, I must. Kasia: Won't be able to tell that until he straightens out. Face is occluded Ru: I'd say MA, but... %) Will decides he isn't awake yet. If he can't see where Anya was headed, goes back to the APC. If he can, heads to the guy and Ch`Dith. Ch`Dith hoists Inco Gnito on his shoulder. .oO(*to freezingguy* This may be uncomfortable...). Starts running Damn Fast. Kas: MA would've been to not piss me off. :) Anya hops on..."Go!" Rick goes back to the APC. Healing Touch would be pretty useless against hypothermia, neh? Ch: yeah Ch'D: More like heavy frostbite Trent rolls a d20, fail to make it under his IQ. Damn. Vix blinks as Anya leaves on a hovercycle, shakes his fist at Rick as he leaves. "Well screw you all too! I *LIKE* walking in the snow, of course!" ch`dith: you a fire breather? Vix trudges back to the apc. Rick: he wants to gently heat the guy, not fry him. Rick: Here's a tip. Don't use a nuke as a space heater. Rick: Oh, sure! Go from ice cube to charcoal briquette in seconds! ... Or a microwave to dry a puppy. Ch: yeah, but to *start* a fire, I think he means. ars: styart a campfire with local braches. "Erm... whatever I did... ah shit. Could you at least tell me so I can apologize?" +what I did. Will: Tried that. I tend to vaporize wood, not set it ablaze. Ch'Dith still needs to learn some control. ok Ru`ach moves herself higher up. Rick arrives at APC. Ch`Dith runs on, leaps over a meter-high fallen treetrunk without slowing down. Ch`Dith keeps an eye on his directions with TP Will supposes, what with the exodus, that one way or another he is at the APC or headed back there. Will: at the APC Anya hops off, goes running into the APC to get blankets. *mumbled* "Take it easy, Rraal. Too bouncy." *to ANya* "you grab some blankets and I'll ride you back. Speed attribute of 22. Methinks this won't take more than a minute "I guess that's a no. Fine. I'll just sit here, then." He sits down in the snow and crosses his legs, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he's still wearing shorts. And oblivious to common sense too, but that's normal. Ch'Dith: Through snow? Ch: it won't. *to Rick* "Hang on..." *to Ch'Dith* . o O (I've got the blankets, you want them ran out to you, or waiting here?) Vix arrives at the APC, spots Rick, walks over calmly, and hits him firmly in the back of the head with his staff. "Dirty rat bastard leave me out in the snow to fscking freeze my ass of while you all go back and live the life of luxury in pampered elegance in the old tin can i wish i wasn't a peaceful man so I could ring your neck with my bare HANDS!" Kas: Dragon strength doesn't give a damn about snow. Ch: you make it back to the APC by the time Anya thinks to you Ch`Dith arrives back in the clearing. Trent keeps trying to think. Anya blinks at Vix. "Vix: 'twas an emergency." Ch`Dith . o O (*to Anya* Here will do fine.) ... still over my IQ. Damn. Kasia looks outside, sighs. "Wheedamn." "Great." How long has it been since I made Steve snooze? *to vix* "hey man the bike only carries two and Anya was going for Blankets for the man out there." + Will gets over to the new guy. Uses Paramedic to check for hypothermia or frostbite. 87%. Nope. Anya picks up the blankets, brings them to Ch'Dith. Will: roll Kas: about an hour Vix sighs. "Ah. Sorry... I'm irritable after twelve cups of coffee." Issachar mumbles incoherently. "I guess Anya's gonna run it. *to Vix* hop on." Kasia sighs, hopes Steve won't be *too* mad, and wakes him up. Vix gets on the cycle. "Very well. Gun it." Rick: He's here. At the APC. Rick heads towards the rest of the group. *snort* "Wha?" Trent glances up at Ru ignoring him, sighs, and tries again to think of what he did. Rick: you're already there, too scratch that. oh Very well. Ungunit. "Sorry, hon. The dwagon seems to have dragged in someone out of the snow. Looks human, from what I can see." Ch`Dith helps Anya wrap the guy in blankets, then walks to the edge of the clearing. Selects a tree. Kicks it in half, away from the clearing. Takes the top half back into the clearing and starts smashing it up for firewood. "I thought you might like to know... if you don't want to deal with it, I can put you back to sleep." *yawn* *blinkblink* "I guess I'd better have a look." *switches on his armor's heater before leaving* Kasia armors up, follows Steve. the Duke wakes up, and comes into the main room of the APC. "What' Arsenal drops an anvil on his typoist Anya nods. Vix walks into the APC, comes tearing out after a minute on another hovercycle, and heads off, following Anya's footprints. "What's the delay?!" Rick walks up the the man. "so.. How is he?" Kasia watches Ch'Dith's actions for a few seconds. "Firewood?" "Frozen. We're trying to fix that." Vix: umm... Anya's at the APC. Ch`Dith nods as he piles it up into a, well, pile. "Please stand back." "You sure?" ....oh, screw this. I'm mighty confused. Lemme idle for a minute and get some coffee, IRL. ;) Vix: n/p Kasia concentrates for a sec so she won't get charred. Trent blinks, thinks he figured it out. "Ru?" "'cause I could just, you know, start it..." *to the Duck-- err, Duke* "Would you rather he froze to death?" Will thinks of something. "Ch`Dith... there was nobody else around, was there?" "You can heal him while underway, can't you? "mumblemumbleRraalmumblecoughlodge." Ch`Dith covers his mouth with his hands, inhales and hawk-COUGHS a flaming spitball that will hopefully ignite the stack without exploding it. do we have him inside the APC? rick: yes Ru`ach doesn't even spare Trent a glance. Anya works on keeping the guy warm, while Ch'Dith and company make a fire. Kasia shrugs. "Guess not." ch: roll percentile Ch`Dith tries to recall whether there were other snowmounds that could have been people. Does a TP scan ov the area where he found 'im 97 Ack. Rick gets the man some coffee. "Ru, I'm... I'm sorry." the pile explodes in a furious fireball. %) Back. "It is a possibility, but we are stopping here on the grounds that I am not ready to continue this expedition without a good night's rest." Ch`Dith winces. "I need more practise with this." Ru`ach glances down. Descends a few inches unconsciously. Anya feels the heat, watches the snow melt around the fire. "Good Night's Rest? It's eight AM!" Ch`Dith looks sheepish as burning bits of wood rain down around him. SteveM sees the explosion. "Remind me to never let you start up a charcoal grill, 'Dith." Kasia sighs, cups her hands and blows over them. Kasia watches the falling bits of flame whoosh out of existence. Rick give the coffe that was for the popcycle to Steve. Kas: the CVR-3 armor is environmental, when the helmet's on -y+i "And how do you suppose we got here from our old campsite? You had me watching." *smug* "You want me to try, next time?" Ars: Do I sense anyone else there? Ars: I have Impervious To Fire. I'm fiiiine. ;) Will , not getting an answer from Ch'Dith, turns to Steve. "Suggest we see if the guy had companions. On foot, most likely, near where he was found. I'll go, for one." Ch`Dith glances at Kas with a rueful smile. "That might be for the best." And I'm not wearing my helmet, so it's probably a Good Thing, too. %) Ch: you sense no one "*to Will* If there were... we were too late." "Trent, Will, Rick: Go check out where this guy was found." Kasia TKly gathers up the wood that was thrown away by the explosion and lights it. "If there's bodies there, the least we can do is give them a proper burial +." "yes sir." *grabs a hovercycle. heads out the the rescue site*. Anya moves the guy a little closer to the (now under control) fire, looks the frozen one over for frostbite. (52, needed 60) Kasia then fuels it to a nice, cheery bonfire. Will shivers, and not from the cold. Decides to take Steve's direction just in case. "Lemme pick up some stuff, just in case." Heads in to the APC, picks up his L-20, and his duffel with a blanket in it. . o O (That's a start, at least) "I'm... ergh... ah hell. What I said was idiotic of me, and you deserve better. Anyway, the boss is calling." He gets up, and starts walking after Rick's 'cycle. Anya: frostbite is starting to settle in on... Will heads to the site, following Ch`Dith's tracks. Steve, you know that I'm sitting crosslegged in the snow in shorts and a t-shirt, right? "Henkerton. Wait for the others first. You really should relax more, you know." Anya nods, takes a hand, begins rubbing it briskly to get warmth back into it. Kasia joins the other group. Actually, I don't. I just woke up, myself. Anya: ... right leg "other group"? Oh. Woulda thought ye'd have noticed. Vix watches the others from a distance, then lies down on his back in the snow, staring at the sky. Which other group, Kasia-chan? Rick stops to pick up trent Kasia frowns at Trent. "You're out of uniform, Lieutenant." The ... larger one around the fire. The one that isn't me and Ch'Dith. :) continues to mumble in delerium Anya nods...looks over, pulls off a shoe. Curses, and starts working on that. Trent grimaces evilly at Kasia, keeps walking. "Relax, Kasia. We couldn't agree on uniform codes before we set out anyway." *to trent* "let's get you some close before you freeze>" ah Kasia chuckles to herself, shakes her head. "I'm joking. Seriously, I think I should have let you sleep." Rick grabs typist by the throat and throws typist in to the Cave of Happy Crunching. ***crunch...crunch...crunch...*** It having been a couple of minutes, Will waits at the snowbank with an Issachar-shaped hole in it for Rick and Trent. SteveM looks up, sees Trent's state of undress. "Maybe you should have." "Rick, I'm fine. Leave me alone." Kasia nearly chokes on her laughter. Ru`ach waits until Trent is safely out of sight. Lowers herself back down into the snow. "ok let's go." Trent mentally shrugs... only a half mile or so. It's not that cold. Anya tries to roll up the guy's pant leg to check... does it go far enough or do I break out the knife? :) BRB break out the knife Rick rides off to the human popcicle shaped hole. Anya: I'm wearing buckskins Trent breaks into a run. Okay, no matter how long you look, you'll find no one... Anya pulls her survival knife off its belt loop, undoes it, and starts cutting the pant leg off. Kasia is getting this image of Bruce Willis in buckskin saying, "Ah, negative, I am a meat popsicle." Kas: >%) Trent searches around in the snow with the others for about half an hour. "This is futile." Will reads Ars' statement, decides to agree with Trent. + +, respectively. Ru`ach walks over to the fire. Takes a seat. *radioed to Steve* "Sir, We can't find anyone else out here. headding back." Anya: roll on Paramedic again 34. pass/fail? *radioed to the partrol* "Acknowledged." Definite pass. "See you 2 at the camp." 'k any ministrations you give are successful Trent runs back through the snow to the camp. Rick hops on the hoverhog. "you want a ride back." "Sure." "No thanks." Anya nods, just attempts to warm up the leg gently and slowly. Looks to see if he's coming around. *to himself* "he's gonna get frostbyte like that. Vix ooc afks. phonecall. *mutter* Rick rides off to the APC. Trent [KillJoy@pern-1-159.mdm.mkt.execpc.com] has quit IRC (Read error to Trent[pern-1-159.mdm.mkt.execpc.com]: No route to host) Gak. KillJoy [KillJoy@pern-1-159.mdm.mkt.execpc.com] has joined #Rifts Grr... wb KJ 're're KJ Ch`Dith sets mode: +o KillJoy KillJoy is now known as Trent This is not fun. Anyhoo... the Duke starts pestering again for continuing the trip Issachar ceases mumbling and slips into a feverish slumber Trent returns, wanders over by the campfire. Rick pulls into the APC. "how's the Popcicle?" Anya looks up. "I think we've got him a little further away from death's door." Kasia glares at the Duke. "Give it a rest." Rick looks at him. "he's passed out!" Kas: Sleepydoze 'im Ru`ach gets up and tries to walk away dignified. Trips and falls face down in the snow. "No, I will not give it a rest! "I know...he's got some sort of fever." "I need to be in Queenston by tomorrow night at the latest!" "Right, we continue until we hit the next town, then I find a hotel and die." Trent walks over to Ru and helps her up. Back. "I don't need any help, thank you." And walks into the APC. "But we need to get him warm first before we can do anything to stabilize that." Vix hears the duke's voice, slowly matches it to the emotion "irritance", and then picks himself up out of the snow and locates the duke. "Hiya, dukey." does the APC have a shower? Rick: no Trent sighs, walks over to the APC and punches it full force. It didn't a couple sessions ago. Still doesn't. Trent: roll for damage... To me or the APC? yes Trent: Can you punch MDC? 29 SDC. Scratch one hand. trent what's that in MDC IIRC, I can do a power punch to do 1 MDC, but that's it. Rick: Nil. I think this'd be a power punch... anyone speak Wolfen? Anya looks up. "I think we can give him a bunk in the APC and watch him in there. Would probably be best, too." can I role damage to his hand? Rick: no. damage to the hand is the 29 SDC... he busted his hand. damage to the APC is the 1 MDC Trent winces at the pain, is kinda glad he used his left hand. *to Anya* "I think I might have an electric blanket in the back somewhere. Or did you get it?" basically, he leaves a nice-sized dent next to the door Anya looks for somebody to help me carry the guy into the APC. Will is found by Anya, helps. SteveM sees this new exchange. "Aw hell." Rick grabs the guy's legs. "you get his arms. Kasia "mmm"s at Trent. +" Trent sighs, walks over to the campfire. Vix sighs, and walks over to Trent. "..what the hell did you do that for? Let me see the hand." Vix: roll for First Aid and OOCly docks the 29 SDC. "It's fine, really." Ignoring the fact that there are probably bones sticking out. Anya pulls him up, keeps him level. "Okay, guys, gently. Poor guy is a little worse for wear." Uhm... 90. Well, that sucked. yeah "Dammit, I suck at this medical crap." Trent: as a Juicer, your bones are strong enough not to pop out. Oh, just shatter then? ;) three fingers need to be reset. Rick attemps first aid on the frozen guy. Rick: roll Vix grumbles. "Trent, find someone who knows what the hell they're doing medical-wise. I think something's wrong, but it's not my forte." "Unless, of course, you'd rather be maimed." 9 out of 50 "No, it's fine, really." He flexes his fingers, ignoring the fact that it hurts like a sonofabitch. Anya gets the guy to a bunk in the APC, lets Rick do his stuff. Ru`ach sprawls on a bunk inside. Ponders six times nine a bit. ;) trent: you have first aid? "You better let me have a look at that." Ars: Nope. Probably rely on biocomp anyhoo. Ru: fifty-four? Kas: *whap* 42. Rick: his temperature goes down a bit... but not many SteveM looks at Trent's hand, attempts to relocate his fingers But... six times nine is 54! SteveM rolls a 6 [6] Ch'D: Whap, that's 6 * 7. :) steve: you reset the fingers.... needed a 54 Aris! I'm ashamed of you! ;) err, 74 "well that didn't help." Bah, you cultural barbarians. Kasia *chokes* What do you get if you multiply six by nine? I don't particularly like HHGTTG, and even *I* knew that scene. Oh, phew. That woulda been too weird. Okay, I forgot. :P And /roll has much yaga tonight *sigh* Never MIND, people. Will: HHGTTG? "Rick, I think we need to let him be..." Rick: Hitchhiker's trilogy. Arsenal gets Rick: Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Arsenal drops an anvil on his typoist Arsenal gets "distracted" :P thanx Trent grimaces. "Thanks... Vander's going to have my head about that dent." Trent: *nodnod* :) Tammy, get away from 'im. Please wait another two hours, then ye can have 'im. 'Kay? "Tell him it's payback for the 'Mitchell's Marauder's' bit. And next time you have an urge to punch doors, wear your damn gauntlets." Rick oocly ponders 6 times 7. finds it to be the answer to all the world's questions. Vix hrmms, and walks into the APC, and heads to the cabin. He eyes the radar inquisitively, deep in thought. Anya looks, to see if Will's still around, watches the new guy... Ars: Incidentally, are there any pretty flashing red lights on the radar? ;) Arsenal gets un-distracted *finally* Arsenal scroll-reads... Tammy leave him alone. Will is standing next to Anya and watching the guy in the bunk. Okay... "Will?" Vix: Yes. "Yeah?" "Heh. My body'll take care of it quickly enough. No big deal." He walks back to the APC. "I'm sorry I didn't mention the one thing earlier..." SteveM heads back to the Plow, checks the sensors SteveM rolls a 34 [34] needed 75 on the Sensors Kasia follows Steve back to the plow, ditches her armor, relaxes in the back seat again. Steve: you detect predators on the move "Hm? Oh, that. I grew up around 'em, don't worry. In my circles, I was almost odd for *not* having some extra-natural power." Towards us? "Does it bother you?" Rick tries something else on the frozen guy. Steve: Yes Vix uhhmms at the radar, not familiar with it at all. "Dammit. Uhhh. Lights... red lights.... dammit, Father Bastardchild said something about radar. Ohwell." Rick: like what? Ru`ach pretends to sleep. first aid. *radioed and loudspeakered* "Heads up, we got company!" 41 to first aid out of 50 Anya smiles. "Well, I was the odd one out 'cause I *did*" And nah, comes in handy when I need to quote chapter and verse on Tarn." Trent wanders into the APC, dons his armor and gear, and goes up to sit on top of the APC. Rick: he's sleeping off his fever, Anya's applied treatment for the frostbite what else needs to be done? Kasia sighs. "Not again..." SteveM converts the Plow to Battloid and tries to scout out a path to the north, to the nearest clearing Ars: If he were at Pocono? Tie a DOA tag to his ear :) and you're needed to drive the APC Vix blinks, and sprints out of the cabin and climbs up on top of the APC, surveying the horizon for anything looking remotely predatorish. Rick runs to the command room. Checks radar. how far are these incoming? roll RSE Trent watches for preadator things / broods. 7 to RSE Anya spies Vix, hears the announcement. "Shoot." SteveM rolls a 52 [52] Issachar mumbles something in his sleep *to Anya* *Nod*. Okay, you both detect beasties incoming from behind you, about a mile and a half back Vix gets out his pistol, and eyes Trent. "See anything?" Vix ohs, as he spots them. "Shit. Nevermind." Vix: You're sitting up here too? Yeah. Ars: How fast are they closing? Look up about twelve lines. Anya goes running for her rifle, goes to climb up on the roof. Steve: slowly Party on the roof! Will was gonna do the same as Anya, still will (+armor) if there's room for two up there. the APC could outrace 'em doing 40 *to team* "they're about a mile and a half away." Issachar bolts upright in the cot, and babbles something in a language other than American Ch`Dith leaps up into the air, hovering. Trent nods to Vix. Never mind. There ain't. Iss: what language? Ars: Wolfen anyone speak it ? "Let's keep moving north!" ars: how many or can't I tell. "Bark bark awoo ruff ruff bark"? ;) Will might recognize it... Lore: Demon roll appropriate? Will: nope Wolfen is a D-Bee, not a demon Anya coasts to a halt, having run by Iss when he sat up..."Uh oh..." Well, "Demon and Monsters." But okay. Trent uses his right hand to chamber a round for his big gun while holding it between his knees. Ch`Dith flies out a bit to encounter the predators. "Rick! Fire up the weapons on the rolling ammo dump!" Ru`ach pops the observation ball outside again. ars: how many creatures on our backs or can't I tell. you can't tell.. o/~ Dragon! Dragon! Block the dragon! Dragon Ball Z! o/~ :) Rick fires up the rear guns. 2 blips! Trent then braces the weapon against a turret and aims it one handed behind them. Anya takes a deep breath. *to Iss* "You feeling alright?" Ch`Dith tries to scope out how many different minds he spots incoming. thing is, the creatures are moving slowly.. plodding along, really... you guys can easily outrace 'em SteveM shifts the Plow to Tank mode... should be an extreme range shot on the main gun. Issachar looks at Anya groggily, continues to speak Wolfen. he sounds frantic Ch: 4 Ch`Dith does a flyover, sees what they're like "I don't speak that language...Can you speak English?" Trent senses a hint from Ars, doesn't say anything. anya; speaking slowly and clearly, right? %) "Y habla 'merkin, baka?" Issachar blinks a few times *to Steve* " I think I'm still snowed in. Can you assist." Rick: have you applied power to the drive wheels yet? "Where am I? Are we still in the forest?" *to Rick* "I thought I cleared you a way out a while back." "No...we found you freezing to death inside a snowbank, we brought you back to our APC." Ars: do I have a direct line of fire to the creatures? If so, I use the zoom feature to get a look. Rick presses the gas a little to see if he moves. and does. "ok I'm clear. +" Steve: nope "We're in a vehicle?! How long ago did you find me? We have to get out of here! They'll be back in greater numbers any time now!" Ars: How long? Issachar glances around the room. "Where's Rraal?!" Trent braces the rifle between his shoulder and helmet, uses his right hand to adjust the zoom. "Who's Rraal?" SteveM converts the Plow back to Transport mode and zips by the APCs front end and peels out ahead as if to tell Rick to get a move on. Vix looks at his piddly little pistol, then at Trent and his weapons, then back at his pistol. He smiles maniacally, and flips his pistol from "semi" to "automatic" Issachar swallows hard. "Nevermind. If you didn't find him then he got away, or is dead." Rick pulls out as fast as he can without crashing. Anya: twenty-thirty minutes ago... maybe an hour "Anyway, we didn't find you all that long ago...maybe an hour at most." 49 to pilot APC. Issachar lies back down slowly pass Ru`ach chugs about 1L of water. *to Anya* "You have to move out of this area. At least five miles southward. Magebeasts." *Now* I roll, for what mage beasts are. Will: roll Anya nods. "Stay in bed...I'll go let the driver know." And a 96 says no. Ars: I'm doing a flyover on thost 4 critters. ch: they look similar to the critters you fought last night Magebeast = any monster enhanced by magic Anya runs to the control room. "Rick, we've got to get moving." Generic term Ch`Dith . o O (The same things we fought last night. Four of them ) *to Anya* "I'm going as fast as I can. + "Then we lose them." "Okay..." Ch`Dith . o O (Understood. On my way back.) Vix looks back, trying to estimate how far off the beasts are. Ch`Dith banks and heads back ars: we losing them? Ars: They gaining or falling back? Vix: they're so far back, you can't see 'em ars: how 'bout radar? Technically, I'd consider dragons as magebeasts, JSYK. Any Lore my char's learned was from tracking/hunting the critters *picks up her radio from where she left it, turns it on* "Steve? Our patient woke up..." Rick: RSE Roll? Ars: What's the distance anyway? Ch: up to two miles now fail 78 needed 45 *radioed to Anya* "And?" Kasia perks up *raidioed to Steve* "He's scared to death of something called magebeasts. I think those might be the critters we've been having troubles with." Anya clips her radio to her belt, walks back out to the patient. Trent sighs as the creatures fade into the distance. Three hours of driving later, the river banks to the south. Ars: Can I roll for Lore: D&Ms to see what Vix knows about magebeasts? Vix: sure ....12.. pass. "Well, chill him out. As long as we're rolling, we're all right." Vix: you recognize the term. SteveM turns north and heads up that way. Rick foloows -o+l brb poptartmaking Rick: bah, just eat 'em raw. *raidioed to Steve* "Affirmative." walks back to the patient... Trent sighs. *muttered inaudibly* "Maybe I should just stay up here for the rest of the trip." Vix goes inside the APC and walks into the bunk area. He spots Anya and the newcomer. "What's up?" "Nothing much. He's woken up." Ars: Should I roll to ID Plants/Fruits from the smell on Vix's clothes? :) if'n ye wanna "Oh. Does he speak english?" Anya turns back to the patient. "Sorry for not introducing myself earlier. I'm Anya. The new guy is Vix." bak "Yes." Will waves. "Will." 6 of 45 Passed Anya turns, smiles. "Sorry, Will, didn't see you come back in, or I would have introduced you too..." Arsenal munches on Froot Loops You'd smell various hallucinagenic herbs, as well as a hint of basil ;) *cough* "Good t'meetcha. You use mumble weed often?" Rick lights a cigarette to warm his body. Ru`ach gets up and wanders around the APC. Anya smiles s'more, lets Vix answer that. ars: where abouts are we? *to Anya* "Thanks for pulling me out of that frozen Hell. Shoulda been more careful out here this time of year." Trent sits on the roof of the APC, resembling a statue, brooding. "No. I use it constantly." rick: now you're heading up through Ohio Issachar chuckles at Vix's reply Will ponders a Buffy/Yohko-Devil-Hunter crossover. Decides to write it."Anything particular you were doing out there?" Shoot. "No problem. Is the least we could do. Do you have a name?" *to issachar* "Anything particular you were doing out there? Besides being frozen?" Ru`ach wanders into the control room. Watches the operations a little (and nearly chokes on the smoke) ars: are we almost there? "Issachar." not quite... rob` goes.. has lost track of where the plot was going. :P you just passed the ruins of Cincinnatti rob` [rbos@herring.sandwich.net] has left #Rifts "Issachar. Is a nice name..." "Issaverynicename." *grins wickedly* Issachar fixes Vix with an odd look. Rolling for venttriloquism and Imitate Voice Vix grins. "Whaaaaat?" Trent OOCly gets his by a branch, knocked off the roof of the APC. Rick oocly leaves Trent behind. Ven = 14 of 20 Passed it takes another four hours to get to the border of the Magic Zone 24 of 40 for Voice Passed Ru`ach coughs. *to Rick* "Can you put that out? I'd really like to learn a bit, and.." *cough* Issachar imitates the Duke's voice, seeming to be coming from the passenger compartment. "What is that stench?!" "And so we say farewell to the scenic Magic Zone. Not as bad as Zone Z, but nice in its own fucked-up weather way." Ru: since you spent so much time reading on this trip, I'll allow you to learn a new spell as you leave the MZ... Anya snickers. Ars: Woo! "well I guess it's mostly done." *puts the cigarette out.* *to Ru`ach* "So what do you wanna learn?" "Zone... Z?" *radioed* "We'll press on for another hour." "Well, I learn by watching, but there's a few points I think I need some explanation on..." And goes on to name them. *to Issac* "So, what were you doing out there, anyway?" Trent climbs down from the roof, stows his rifle and helmet, and wanders over to get something to eat. "The Zentraedi Control Zone. Where giant humans bred for war hole up, and ordinary soldiers were effectively cooked and eaten." *to Steve* "Can we speed up a little to make better time?" oh, btw, the snow is still there. Anya hears this, nods, sits quietly in the main room, just pondering and listening. Kasia blinks a few times. "Ah. Sounds... nummy." winter in the north... gotta love it *to Rick* "You're the man controlling the speed, Henkerton, I can keep up with anything you dish out." Rick shudders at the thought of his body being eaten. Rick: You're NOT in the Plow. ars: am I at full speed? Rick: No Kasia: I know *to Vix* "Checking my traps, tracking any magebeasts that might around, and trying to get in that last catch before the snows hit. Idiot that I am, I should've stayed in the lodge." Trent shucks his armor, walks into the main room and gets some... well, anything edible. "Not that the Zentraedi were cannibals, but they were VERY good at their job." Rick floors the gas pedal to make better time. Vix hrmms. "Magebeasts. Ah, yes. Common in this region, I would assume. Lodge, you say?" Will asks folks to bear in mind that it's been over 24 hours since the drivers got much sleep, if any. "Ahh. Yeah. I guess." Will ICly goes for some breakfast. Of whatever. *to Vix* "Yes. Mine and Rraal's lodge. Which direction are we heading?" Anya follows Will... *yawn* "Enough of your alternate history lesson for today, Kasia-chan." Will asks back to Issachar: "Hungry?" *shrug* "If you're sure. Stay awake, hon..." Will: 's why I said we'd press on for one more hour. *to anyone in he back* "Can someone get me a coffee?" Trent picks at his food one handed, getting increasingly frustrated. Will eyes Trent - sees the hand, yesno? SteveM pops a Quick Energy Candy (tm) from the ration pack on the Plow. Vix hrmms. "Not sure, really. I don't pay attention to that much, although Father Bastardchild would be irritated at that. He fairly drilled me on navigation." *to Vix* "Who is this 'Bastar Kyle'?" Will: It's probably sitting on my leg. *shrug* *to Trent* "Hand hurt?" Anya brings Rick a cup of coffee to keep him awake and moving...Is usually a good thing. *to Ru`ach* "could you go in back and get me a cup of coffee? +" Trent: now that Steve set the fingers, wouldn't the biocomp take care of the rest? including the pain? Trent glances over at will, asks in a monotone. "Why?" *to Issac* "Father Bastardchild was my mentor at the monastery. He taught me much of what I know." Ars: In a day or 2. Will would be worried if someone was injured. Anya comes in the door of the control room. "Did somebody order coffee? +" +,says so. If not, he'll leave it alone. *to Rick* "Get it yourself. If I wanted to be a waitress, I could've been, and then I wouldn't be here, suffering from the smoke of your disgusting addiction." *to Vix* "Oh. He was your father. Should pay more heed to a father's lessons. Very wise." Will brings munchies back to Vix and Issachar. "yeah, just put next to the other one." Ars: I've got a bit of damage to heal, BTW... even with my system. "No, not my father. My teacher. I never knew my father." Issachar drifts back into feverdreams Vix ahwells, and watches Issachar sleep again. Will listens with interest both to Issachar's viewpoints on family and Vix's history thereof. Will stops Okay. an hour has gone by Ars: and we see civilization?" Kasia watches Steve get more and more sleepy. -" yes, a small village Rick drinks one of the coffees. "Ummm... why don't we stop here?" for some reason, all the houses are up in the trees you notice a few high-tech weapons from the crosswalks above, too "Good idea." *radioed* "All right, we'll stop here." Rick stops the APC. Kasia looks up, ummms. Will steps out, peers up with interest at the architecture. A winged man flies down and lands nearby. "What do you want here, outlanders?" SteveM gets out and removes his helmet, stretching out and hearing joints pop. Ch`Dith dips, levels out at just under treetop level, stays right above the APC Anya checks on Issachar. Anya: snoring, his fever seems to have broke Issachar is mumbling softly in his sleep, still speaking Wolfen Vix steps outside, pistol and armor under his robes, now wearing red-tinted twentieth-century-style skiing goggles. Ars: Is he addressing anyone in particular? AFAIK, I'm the only one outside... Rick gets out gets away from Ru`ach and smokes a cigarette. no, he's addressing the group Anya nods. Relaxes. Decides to go outside. "Rest for the night." Trent walks outside, kind of out of a lack of anything better to do. *muttered* "Let's see who I can alienate today." Kasia sniffs her cup of coffee. "Juuuuust checking." "Rest. Maybe some supplies." Steve: It's morning. Ru`ach walks outside. still snow on the ground? "It is noon, outlander. You can stay, but do not talk to anyone." will: he's been driving all night. Issachar wakes slowly, looks around the cabin for his backpack Ch`Dith lands on top of the APC, eyes the winged guy. "May I ask why not?" Anya listens in interest and curiousity. Ch`Dith does a quick scan of the village. Any baddies around? "We have had problems in the past with outlanders. Some of my people harbor resentment." "Very well." *muttered to Kasia* "I've gotten warmer greetings in hot landing zones." Kasia nods a few times. "You know... sleeping in armor is uncomfortable, even if you *are* propped up in a seat. Trent shrugs, glances over at Ru. +" Anyone looking at the trees will notice that everyone in the village is a winged humanoid Issachar sights Anya. "Where have you placed my pack?" "That's a great shame. We mean you no harm, I assure you. Indeed, I for one would be personally eager to learn more about you, if this would be at all possible." Ru`ach manages to run down and up the stairs without incident. Returns with ice cream. :9 "Would those outlanders have been wearing black armor with a death's head motif?" Ru: :9 "Yes, they have." Steve: Let's hope so. Anya thinks for a second. "It got stuck under your bunk." *to Will* "It would be best if you do not. Please." "Figures. They hate everyone who isn't just like them. And I assure you that *we* are not like those that sacked your village." Will inclines his head. "Very well." *to Anya* "Thank you, Anya. May I, uh, ask you to please leave the room so I can, uh, dress?" . o O (Not like it'll convince them, but..) *pops a armor catch* *aside, to Will* "However, you can observe as much as you wish." Anya does, steps all the way outside, closing the door behind her. Will ponders the wisdom of telling the winged man that we're the black-armor- wearers' enemies, sort of. Kasia helps Steve out of his armor. Issachar dresses in his spare set of winter buckskins and drapes a fur-lined parka over his shoulders before heading outside. *weilds the Mallet of +15 Hentai Bashing* "Kasia, if I didn't know you better, I'd say you had an ulterior motive." I wasn't going to. Honest. Will brightens. "Observe? Thank you." "Umm... how close could I getwithout giving offense?" "Me? Ulterior motive? Surely you jest." Will pulls out his noetbook immediately. Issachar exits the APC. Ars: Do I recognize this place? Trent glances over at Ru, waits for a hostile reaction to being within line of sight of her. Inwardly cringing. Anya looks up, seeing Issachar. "Nice to see you doing well." Rick walks up to the unfrozen guy. Ru`ach isn't paying enough attention to notice Trent. He eyes the dragon. "I sincerely hope that you are not like the others who have been here." "I was. Kasia... let's... *yawn* go to bed." *to anyone else before they can say anything Issac: no *to Anya* "Thank you, I am feeling better." "We are not. In fact, their goals and ours are often diametrically opposite. methods, as well." Ch`Dith raises a scaly eyebrow. "Others?" "To get sleep." "Where are we? I don't know this place." *to unfrozen guy* "hi.. I'm Rick. I'll be your driver." "I'm not sure..." "You know... there's a *law* around here about not taking a straight line... but you're tired enough I'll let you slip. Err, sleep. Err, both." Issachar looks Rick. "Uh... hello, R'k." SteveM chuckles and lets Kasia guide him to the nearest crashspot. You two don't NEED me to get the convo into the gutter, do ye? "and you are?" *to Rick* "Issachar. You said you drive this machine?" the winged man flies up to face Ch`Dith... "We have been plagued at times by other dragons." "yeap" Kasia gets Steve to a bunk with relatively minor damage, makes him sleep right when he gets there. Not that he needs the encouragement... Issachar attempts to remember if he's ever seen anything like the winged guy Ch`Dith faces the winged man evenly. "Each of us chooses his own path through life. That is how it has always been." "Indeed. I sense that there is something about you that has been absent from the others. A wisdom none of them displayed." Issac: maybe once, you spotted someone similar at a distance Ars: 1) where are we? With relation to, oh, Cincinnati? 2) Are the wings feathered, insectile, or reptilian? 3) The village's size, and amount of visible activity? Issachar mutters to himself in Wolfen, going down the list of creatures (faerie and mortal) that he knows of. Will: northeast wings are feathered and the size is not readily available... looks to be about 30 tree dwellings minimal activity right now Ch`Dith acknowledges the compliment? observation? silently with a slow nod. "I am Ch'Dith." actually, you're close to Columbus, OH Kasia decides that she's not sleepy, practices swordfighting a little. "I am Aenthraecite." Issachar switches to Faerie Speak and goes down the list again ars: No! Not Aerolons! :) yes... Aeralons Rick thinks for a minute. isn't that a mineral. %) Anya listens idly at Issachar mutterig in languages she doesn't know... Anthracite is. Ars: ...that's soooo bad. Aenthraecite? Where's Baetouminaes? ;) Trent probably should sleep, is just too... not tired. Vix: says you, Vix Vappirub SteveM gahhs at this commercial. Bull... POKER??!?!! Bah. Arsenal notes that the half of the team that slept through the attack will be awake, while the half that was awake through it would be asleep Will got five hours of sleep while driving. Trent will, of course, be awake. except me. Issachar gives up trying to ID the winged guy's race while the APC was moving this morning, that is. Will: *nod* Ch`Dith is awake, finding some industrial-strength treebranch to camp out on Ru`ach will be awake no matter what. Ch: many of the winged people are giving you a wide berth Anya slept through most of the attack, is wide awake. Decides to do something with the downtime, pulls out her journal. Flips it open to page 1. how long do you want to "sleep"? *to Steve* "If you're not too busy could I tslk to you for a sec?" Will gets an Idea[tm] for attracting conversations from the folk. Smiles braodly. Rick: steve Issachar walks aroung the tree village, taking in everything and applying his WS skills to everything he can for later referrence Arsenal drops an anvil on his typoist Rick: steve's zonked oh ok nevermind Yeh might as well be talking to the wall. Ch`Dith doesn't mind. Alonesits. Ponders "the others" Will goes in to the APC, gets out his flute. Warms up until he sounds good, which I'll take to be determined by the number of skill rolls it takes to pass. Rick 's too jacked to sleep. All that coffee. Passed on the first roll, 13 of 35%! cool Ru`ach wanders into the control room of the APC. Sits down and studies the controls a little. Will goes up to the roof of the APC, sits crosslegged and plays a few tunes meant to attract attention. "Whispering Wind", the melody to "Voices", etc. Anya reads page after page filled with memories of El Paso. Remembers a lot of them. Wonders why she never did this before... Rick fixes his mandolin. and starts to play. Issachar listens to Will's fluting and attempts to mimic the notes (Imitate Voice) Rick: Please no. It's a solo act. 37 to play mandolin As a momentary favor, it's only temporary. Trent wanders around aimlessly. 48 of 40 Failed Will watches to see if anyone from the village is listening. Ru`ach decides the flute sounded better alone. TKly breaks the mandolin strings. Trent: you are amazed to find one of these winged people, a woman, wearing a bio-comp. Issachar tries again to mimic Will's flute playing 7 of 40 Passed Trent blinks a few times. "Excuse me, miss?" Rick plays his mandolin. Anya reads of the day Alexi showed up in town. Smiles faintly. Watch, she attacks me. ;) Kasia swipes her psi-sword through the mandolin's strings. Trent: they asked us not to interact. That's what I'm doing, inviting them to go first. Rick: No, you don't. "Yes?" She eyes you warily. "Oh, good. a non-squishy." (This is *after* Ru broke them, but...) passed 16 to play. needed 45. Rick: Yeah, but it's No More. Rick: Ru tkly broke the strings, remember? Oh good, she didn't explode Trent. Always a positive in first contacts. Rick: The Ladies have decided. A Psi-sword through the mandolin is nature's way of telling you your music is not requested. Domestic: Play Instrument: Air Mandolin? Arsenal notes that a mandolin does have a nice-sounding tone, tho. Trent grins. "Yeah, you seem to be the same." Bah, ignoring advice is part of the fun of being a preoccupied juicer. ;) Anya: *chuckle* Rick: I'm up on top of the APC, playing my flute. The likelihood of us knowing two of the same songs is small, and we don't want them to clash. "As the official Protector of this village, it was a duty." Kasia goes back to serious practice. Will watches to see if anyone from the village is listening. whos said I'm anywhere near you. Ars: OK Where's General Harcourt hiding? :) Will: a few have gathered. Issac: *BAP* "I see. Where did you have it done, or do your people have their own resources?" Anya flips ahead a few pages in the journal. Frowns. "Queenston. Wierd place." Issachar goes back into the APC for more rest. feels kinda wobbley Will smiles, puts down the flute. "It's always good to see folks that like to meet new people. I'm Will." He hops down off the roof. Later folx Ta, UL the people talk in their own language. they cannot understand you, nor you them. That's what the Pied Piper said in Hameln, probably. Nice starting line, Will. nites UL cya UL hasta, UL Cya, UL Issachar [uplink@pm3std1-20.uplink.net] has quit IRC () Will ahs, understands. Goes back to playing a melodies. Trent shrugs. "Never been there. So, I heard from the... greeter... that you have had run-ins with the Coalition in the past." Isn't it good that Aenthraecite and the Protector did, then? "Coalition?" + ;^) "Black armor, skull motif, not too friendly." Will: both have been out in the Real World. Ru`ach goes back to studying the controls. Anya flips ahead a few more pages. Frowns even worse. Begins to ponder the imponderable. "Oh, them. Yes." Ch`Dith OOCly watches the juicer roll a 01 on his Understatement skill It's a talent. "We have been fortunate, really. We defeated a few of them, and are now using their own weapons." Vix climbs on top of the APC silently, and, basically, appears next to Will. "What are you doing? That sounds like someone strangling a cat." Ars: The Portable Language Translator only works on the major languages of the Americas, right? CS doesn't take defeat well. Kasia sighs, shuts off her psi-sword, and sits down somewhere to meditate. They will be back. Will: right. it could learn a new language. Know that, I do. Trent: you notice she has a C-18 pistol and a Fire Breather What's it take for a translator to learn a new language? . o O (What *is* the sound of one hand clapping?) Will: a lot of exposure Anya drops the journal onto the ground. Kasia glances over at Anya. "You okay?" cl. Will turns to Vix, plays a couple of notes in a dissonant fall, several times. Turns back to his playing. "I hope you're prepared to face them again... once defeated, they have a tendency to return with more forces. Not too imaginative of a strategy, but effective." *to Will* "Don't make me yodel, melody-boy. I'll do it too, damn you all." "Our people have survived many attacks, and still live. We can defeat them." Anya curses, retrieves it from the snowbank it got dropped into. Looks up at Kasia. "Yeah, I think." Dares not voice the suspicion that's growing in her mind without a little more evidence. Kasia frowns. "You sure? You don't sound happy." . o O (Or *sound* happy, knowhatImean?) Ars: Do I see Anya from my perch? "I hope for your sake that you're right... any enemies of the Coalition are friends of ours." Will: no. Anya: That we're all living in a demented rpg? ;) "I'm telling you, it's nothing." Kasia shrugs. "If you're sure..." . o O (*zone*) Will: other side of the APC... you might be able to hear 'em. Ars: Not gonna deal with hearing them right now, not with the flute and Vix in my ear. Tryintg to ponder what I do with them now that they're here but I can't talk to them. Kasia meditates until she's back at full ISP strength. Will: one of your audience makes a noise that sounds a lot like your flute. Ch`Dith visits the little dwagon's room... bbias + Ch`Dith ICly sits and thinks dwagon thoughts Anya flips back through the journal, checking dates... Trent suddenly has the mental image of himself and the Protector walking into view of Will as he's trying to get the others to talk to him. Kasia visits the little dwagin's room and grabs a snack. Will hears him, makes a short pattern on the flute... C-F-G-A-C, a pleasant little phrase. *to Will* "Anyway, are you seriously TRYING to get us kicked out of here?" Will: he repeats the pattern Dueling Flutes! Will looks triumphantly at Vix, plays a line from "Simple Gifts." Trent: She cocks her head, listening to something you can't hear. "I must return to Aenthraecite." *flies off* Vix goeths. Unmoo. "Goodbye." Will changes the pattern to a repeating line, a series of runs in three chords, trying to invite a melody over them. Vix [fnord@dialpool0436-pri.voicenet.com] has quit IRC (Cheeeeeeezcheeeeeezeverywhereischeeeeeeeeze!) b Trent sighs, realizes he's probably completely lost. how long, ICly, are you plannng on resting? (For the musically uninclined, this would be the background to any number of kinds of songs.) Anya wonders how to get the evidence to add her suspicions together and know the truth. Whenever it is I eventually wake up Okay... after about 5 hours you awaken. Will , err, stopped a long while before that. Trent shrugs, flexes his hand a few times experimentally, and winces at the grinding bones. Trent has probably wandered back by then. Anya pulls the glass shard out of her pocket, ponders... Reed steps out of the APC. "I've been looking at the maps, boss. Looks like we're only three hours away from Queenston." Anya has prolly done lots of pondering about the problem, but is nowhere closer to a solution. Isn't saying much. brb - puppy's whining is heartbreaking. Ars: doncha mean stepped into? d'oh Rick looks for Steve. *to steve* " could you ask the leader of this village for some supplies?" Ru: it usually is. Eat it. *to Reed* "Betcha the Duke'll be pleased." lost track of where he was, actually. *to Rick* "Hold your water, we're about three hours out from our destination." Will was hoping to use the opportunity to make a new friend or two, maybe trade for some of the people's artifacts, or books/information storage media if they had them. Supplies too, possibly. Ars: Was there any success at this? *back to Reed* "Anyway, track down Kasia and see if she can get my spare clothes out of the Plow?" b "Om." Will: a little bartering... some food for the flute. Not trading the flute. Oh well. 'k... hrrm... Steve'd have to approve the trade of a weapon from the locker, I'd think. but they have shown an interest in the C-18s They could prolly use a couple. And we don't need 'em all. Was thinking about maybe one of my audio discs for something from their culture, a book or recording. oh, something simple... Anya sits on the stoop of the APC, lost in thought. Ars: we'll give them no more than two If they show an interest in weapons, however, I *would* indeed ask Steve. yeah. how's a mozart CD for a copy of their history. -.+ sound? *nodnod* Definitely. Trent eventually wanders back to the APC, gets some food. Is it in their language or a Terran? Will: yes. ? it's a roseta stone, of sorts. their language and in American Ch`Dith OOCly watches Will cuddle it and take it to bed. *ducks* Ch`D: Damn right. Will is happy for the day now. Anya keeps turning the problem over in her head, can't find any way to find a solution... Try to keep your feet touching the ground^Wbranches while you walk back to the APC Trent sees Steve be awake now. "Hey Steve, I found out a little bit about these people while you were out." Will bubbling like a schoolboy, bursts in on Anya. "Anya! Anya, check *this* out!" Anya *blinks*. Kasia goes "Om" a bit more. Anya attempts to focus on who's suddenly in the room... "Huhwhahuhwho?" ...or if he's not quite awake yet, I wait a bit. "oh... you were busy?" Rick checks the APC's radar for nasties. *to Trent* "What's the story?" "Just thinking. Wasn't important. +" passed 28 out of 45 rick: no nasties "Oh. Okay." . o O (Man, she's been brooding recently.) "Take a look at this." Shows her the book. "Well, I met their Protector... she was a Juicer, apparently in charge of defense. The have had run ins with the CS before, but they repelled them and captured some wargear. The thing is... I don't think they're prepared for another attack, even with the captured equipment." Anya looks..."Neat!" . o O (How much has she figured out? She's a smart woman, it could be going quicker than we think...) "What do you propose we do about it?" Will: Was that to me or to self? Anya looks at Will..."If you wanted to know something for sure, where would you go to look up things?" Self. That's the convention for things the character is thinking, right? Anya [katster@wasteland.Reshall.Berkeley.EDU] has quit IRC (Read error to Anya[wasteland.Reshall.Berkeley.EDU]: EOF from client) yeah Will: also works for Telepathic communication. remember that Anya could read those thoughts,t oo Anya [katster@soda.CSUA.Berkeley.EDU] has joined #Rifts Prozac sets mode: +o Anya 're kats Fsck, sorry, machine just segfaulted. Anya: hey, it happens Trent takes a deep breath. "Well... it seems to me that we have more weaponry with us then we'd possibly use. It would be possible to buy ourselves a bit of goodwill among the people, in addition to helping them." "Hunh? Well, back home, we've got a library, but then it doesn't have everything. Sometime you gotta go specific places to get what you want to know. Sometimes specific people. Sometimes you even have to visit the Real World." He laughs. "What kind of information in particular?" "Some things on Mexico." "What kind of advanced weaponry do they need?" Rick gets tired of hearing the Duke bitch about us stopping. *to steve* "Since we only have a few hours traveling to go. should we get going soon?" *to Rick* "In a minute." "From what I've seen, they don't have anything larger than infantry weaponry... C-14's, 18's and the like. And we do have those railguns sitting around..." Will lets out a low whistle. "Mexico... tough one. Best place would probably be Mexico. Barring that, the locals on the border. Outside of *those*, I'd say... that's tough. Let me think." "The rails might be nice, but can anyone here aside from the Protector actually use them?" Anya nods. "I'm not going back to Mexico City to get this information...so, forget about going back." Smiles. Reed, who happened to be listening in, mentions, "They could mount them." "I'd have to assume so... she'd not have been able to rout a patrol on her own, and she also would not have had a use for all of their weaponry." Was Reed going to ask me to grab Steve's clothes from the Plow? "Good idea. We can part with those and the drums of ammo we have lying around." Or did I miss the request? Kas: he did, I might have been out of the room. %P (all two of them) "Somebody who'd been there, I guess. Not a whole lot of those kind of people. You can probably find them in, oh, places where the *good* wanderers occasionally congregate. Wherever *that* is. What kind of information? Maybe that would help narrow it down." "All right... I'll see if I can find her again." "What's there. I've been there, but I don't remember a lot of it." Trent: finding her is no problem. Trent walks out, tries to find the Protector person, or someone who can lead me to her. you find her on the ground, along with Aenthraecite, heading your way. Figured as much... biocomps can't be too common. Will puts his chin in his hand and takes up a pose which, if he had ever seen it, might remind him of Rodin. Rick ,figuring this is his only chance to smoke another cigarette, lights up. Trent walks over, not interrupting anything they might be saying, but making his presence known. Anya watches Will, not knowing what else to say. You also notice that the town is more active now, as people appear to be coming home. "I've read some Erin Tarn that might indicate a spot of civilization in Mexico that's had contact with the outside world. A place called Fort Reid. But I don't know much else about it. They might know about the interior. They might be mythical." "[something in the native tongue]... perhaps they can be of assistance." "Fort Reid exists." . o O (Perhaps a good sign) SteveM waits for his fresh set of clothes... . o O (Next time I get them myself before nodding off.) Will shifts his shoulders, embarassed. "This world's got a lot of unknown territory in it, Anya. For America, Mexico is one of those places. Mostly." "I know Fort Reid exists. That's where I met everybody." Anya takes a deep breath. "Y'all've been there? Interesting. well, that scracthes that out." "Excuse me, I couldn't help but overhear something about being of assistance." Will OOCly headsmacks, remembers y'all talking about two of Reid's Rangers in the Ixzotz ep from last season he read. "Because I'm positive Mexico City was just a normal place. But all the rest of the evidence points to my memory being completely wrong." Uh. Oh. "Maybe there's something that could help. What evidence?" (Dangerous ground, I know. But I would prefer knowing how much she knows or suspects.) "My journal, for one. It doesn't vie with my memory." "Ixtotz for another...if Ixtotz really had vamps...Ixtotz was north of Mexico City..." "Yes," he replies. "We are, as you know, a small village. And the outlanders you call the 'Coalition' have been spotted nearby." to "vie" would be to contradict. Perhaps you mean "jibe"? agree. :) is what I meant. Will nods, listens. "Really. How many, and do you know what types?" *inwardly grinning, anxious for some violence* "Our scouts have said one war machine, a dozen men, and an equal number of the robots." "I don't know, Will...I sound completely paranoid. And that's silly." Rick climbs into the driver's seat. and falls asleep. "They also said that all of the men have those suits that fly." 12 SAMASii, 12 bots and another APC. Time to finish up that H2H:Airborne skill not necessarily an APC... Trent nods. "As I said, they seem to be returning in force. This is kind of ironic, in that I was already seeking you out to offer material aid, though now it seems you need more." "What kind of aid were you offering?" SteveM walks out in his funky-ass clothes, getting the new pair, and then he stops when hearing this. "I seriously doubt it. You are not prone to mental disorders, including paranoia. You have, indeed, a strong memory. If there is something amiss with it, it is an unusual problem and one that bears investigating. There is the possibility, in this line of work, of suffering some organic damage, of course..." he hesitates. "Om." "I know this is something very personal to ask someone. But could I see the journal?" "About how big were these robots? The size of a man?" Anya takes a deep breath. *to Steve* "Yes. " "We have a pair (?) of railguns... the NG-202 model if you're familiar with it. We are going to give these to you along with ammunition." trio Rick talks in his sleep saying some semi-rude things about some of his teamates. okay, trio then. Kasia "Om"s s'more. "I hesitate, for the simple reason that it is personal...but I did give Ch'Dith permission, and since you're trying to help me..." *takes another deep breath* "...sure." "How is your village laid out? Is there some kind of natural choke point we can lure these into to set up a killzone? "that would be appreciated." +" perhaps we'd best leave that for next week, eh? Anya hands over the book to Will. Trent grins, realizing that Steve has the same thing in mind that he has. Will lays a hand on the book, doesn't open it yet. "Let me take this some time when I can devote some time to it." "Fair enough." Ars: Got my vote. (gives me time to plan a layout of the village and surrounding area) "Give me Raoul or give me the night!" Ars: Yeah, perhaps. Ars: Ending here is good for me. same here Mee too...sorely need a reboot. Trent sighs... this is going to be my last session for a good... month. Damn. Sounds like a plan. Assume Steve changes his clothes in the meantime. Trent: I'm sorry. This in regard to school? Steve: Nah, let's not. ;) Trent: ... And just when the real fighting is likely to start? Arsenal has to decide which war machine, too Airborne APC? Ars: If it's a Death's Head, we shall beat you soundly over the head and shoulders. Death's Head Transport? not likely. *whew* I was thinking one of the IAR or UARs Ars: Wot, no Spider Skull Walker? Steve: Well... kinda. Next week's Homecoming, the 16th I'm checking out the campus of Minnesota Twin Cities, 23rd is a Megadeth concert, and the 30th I'm checking out Iowa State. C U guys next week. Rick [K75bhsh@bngr216-37-173ppp108.epix.net] has quit IRC (ga2go) Anya is rather iffy for next week too...have to go home. Trent awws, kinda wanted to take on a Death's Head. That would be convenient if we captured *THAT* That would be a hunting season for the NSC if we captured that. -a hunting +open No Death's Heads Will: Naw, there's already another Merc company with a Death's Head. 'course, they're different. Besides, capturing that intact would be difficult. I'll have to go over what's available. maybe something worth capturing, maybe no Trent: Semi-suck! s/no/not/ Naw, just blow open one of the eye's and have Trent go through the hole, into the cockpit, and shred everything living. No problem at all. >;] Steve: Yeah, semi. And then who would fly the thing? hrrm... given the terrain is forest... Anya: Well... it'd probably smack into the ground, yes. But it's durable enough to not need *TOO* many repairs after that. speaking of which...two new skills. :) And given they *know* that all their opponents are airborne... Anya: *whee* And we have no fast attack type stuff to winnow away their numbers before they reach the village... ch: which accounts for the SAMAS *throatclears* ...unless there's snow. We have a Juicer and a dwagon that can teleport. and a crazy And Reed. ohyeah Ah yeah.... tripnets, anyone? YES. Trent suddenly ponders monfilament nets strung between trees... hee. SteveM idly wonders what shooting out a SAMAS wing would do at attack speed anyone have Trap Contsruction? Steve: ever seen Return of the Jedi? %) Steve: Considering that we're in a forest... *CRUNCH* Ars: Of course specifically, the Endor scenes? Trent grins madly. yeah... Anya is away [TE/11:13PM] - rebooting. - [l/ON] Scrambled pilot, whether or not the suit's dead. hmmm, Sharpened Tree Trunk, anyone? %) Ch`Dith ponders teleporting into a squad of droids, grabbing hold of two heads, and teleporting out with the heads sans bodies. Ch`D: Sure, if you manage to teleport out on the first try. This is reminding me of what Tiberian Sun would be like in Warcraft 2's mapset. %) If not I'll just lay some smack down before trying again. And every strategem carries an element of risk It's Nod versus Humans? Trent idly boogies to Hell March (sort of) And some GDI stuff. Trent wonders what the Plow would be considered, for C&C purposes. Nevermind, I don't have TS. TS has APCs, but they're not armed. Arsenal is thinking either the Spider-Skull Walker, the Enforcer, or Hellfire A bizarre cross between the Hover Missile Tank, the Tick Tank, and the Titan (cross between a Urbanmech and a Hunchback) Hellfire? Oh, that's the thing on the CWC book, isn't it? No, that's the Hellraiser Trent blinks at Steve, only got the last comparison. Predictably. Hellfire is a lighter model Ars: Okay, then what's a Hellfire? Ah. Wolverines in TS are more like Protomechs than the 55-ton sweet things we know and love, KJ Trent: HMT is what it sounds like. Tick Tank is a Nod tank that can burrow itself halfway into the ground to become an instant gun tower. Trent hmms... if that's in CWC, it might not be appropiate to the timeframe we're in. *shrug* in CWC, pages 143-145 Steve: More like big elementals than small mechs. okay... hrrm... Steve: Figured that, I did. Wolverines are the armoured things, quiaf? +f Trent: Aff Skull Walker, Enforcer, or Abolisher (Abolisher was in Sourcebook 1) Ahh, okee. Tick Tank... that's kinda nifty. hrrm... and we've already thrown off the timeframe, remember? How so? KJ: Bread and butter armored unit for Nod. Oh yeah. Screw it, then. unfortunately it's kind of a sitting duck while it burrows or emerges. One would think. CWC == ? way I figure it, they're gearing up and making the stuff... why not have it out on a "field test"? Coalition War Campaign Shad: CWC = Coalition War Campaign Hmm.. point. Ru`ach suddenly ponders something really, really random. ahh Ru: Out with it. World Book 11 Ru: turbulence at a point? Trent: Out, out of my head, I say! Ru: Oh? Steve: Why, I don't take up much space. It's comfortable in here. Trent: *whap* Don't hit yourself, it's not healthy. Be advised that where you're sitting will be full of ASP notes in a week. o/~ In 20-something fourteen we took a little trip / Along with Captain Mitchell down the mighty Missisip / We took a little bacon and we took a little beans / And we faught the Coalition in the town of New Orleans o/~ might work... if New Orleans wasn't drowned out. Ch`Dith MALLETS Ru with the first thing that comes to hand. The tree he's sitting on. o/~ We... fired our guns and the Dead Boys kept a' comin / There wasn't quite as many as there was a while ago / Fired once more and they began a' runnin / Down the Mississipy to the Gulf of Mexico o/~ Arsenal ponders... anyone have WP: Lasso/Lariat? >%) Trent idly ponders picking up the Maximum Tech book someday. Kinda pointless though, when I'm the only one around here that I play BTech. Kasia looks up... Trent: You apparently have my problem with NetRunner. Trent: Nod. Cheesebook, volume 2 Will: Apparently. Will, Trent: And my problem with Battlelords. Anya is back [damned autoaway] [gone: 11m56s] Heh. :) I think it was... "We took along a dwagon and a stolen APC" neat default back on my soda acct. :) Steve: Yeah, I know. Still not as cheddary as some of the homegrown mechs that I was hearing about at Gen Con. Will: You play NetRunner? Kas: But that don't rhyme with New Orleans. :) Kas: I would if anyone else I knew did. Ru: Sure it does. Slant rhyme. I own a couple of each kind of deck and a sideboard. ;) Will: neat. You have adeck? Or more? Kasia has a bunch of cards... somewhere... A few decks. At least three of each. Trent: Remind me to tell you about the Heater IIC sometime. Trent is still kinda glad that there's people around here that play WH:40k And a stack of extras. That and the Trashman. Maybe we'll set up an IRC game sometime. It would take card descriptions over the channel, but it might be doable. Just to *play* the dang game, for once. Steve: Done. Oh, and ever heard of the Kitchen Sink? Trent: hould I have? Will: *nod* You wanna be Corp, or Runner? SteveM steps on his typist. With a Kingfisher. Either, I've played exactly thiiiis much. 'kee. I need to go... sleep. hrrmmm... lasso a SAM around the neck at high speeds, the other end tied to a tree... *boom* Steve: Probably not... it's a 2-300 tonner that was created by one of the MoBsters. Omni. *snicker* It's kind of atmospher-y to play this particular game over IRC, dontcha think? Ars: Flying dragon bodycheck at 100+kph on each side. KJ: The Heater IIC was designed with one thing in mind. To kill my previously unkillable Kingfisher. 'nite Kas. Hee. Tataa, all. cya, Dwagin nites Kasia-chan other dragon would be? Cya, Aris ('course, that'd hurt me as well -- but I regenerate a hell of a lot faster. Ars: Dragon-to-SAMAS ah Kasia [aris@p15.amax11.dialup.sjc1.flash.net] has quit IRC (o/~ One moonless night we'll make it right / Vanish in the dark of night! o/~) The fact that it took a homebrew Clan mech to kill a Kingfisher speaks volumes about its fortitude. Will goes, nite all. Indeed. cya, Will nites Will Will [William@tnt1-97-196.cac.psu.edu] has quit IRC (Must be off, time is hunting me.) SteveM is now known as J-Rock Trent is now known as KillJoy JR: Ever hear of the Piledriver? KJ: introduce them to the Glitter Wolf. %) KJ: Superheavy? Ars: Oh, *THAT* thing. JR: No, the piledriver's only a 100 tonner. Battle value of over 10k, though. it's a freakin' beacon on the battlefield... it *screams* "KILL ME!" KJ: gaaah Glitter Wolf... well, it started out as a Timber Wolf Refit. KJ: ended up as a complete overhaul to compensate for the armor Prime variant of the Pile has ~4 ER Large lasers, and 2 ER PPC's. Can fire all 4 of the lasers without generating any waste heat. Gaaah Ars: Yep. I actually did an honest design of it, too. 'Course, that's not for the Rifts-tech variant. >;] Anya laughs, remembers... Oops, there goes Malik! Anya is now known as katster kats: *cackle* *LOL* Ch`Dith has an Annihilator in MW3 that can fire quad medium and two large Pulse Lasers in sync fire without overheating kats: that's the Sam that got beheaded cause he got clotheslined while going at top speed Neat... I think I'm going to have to get that game sooner or later. No, I don't have it yet. with no helmet J-Rock still wants HG2 If I aim right I can take out a leg joint with a sustained blast at long range. and I gotta split... cyas cya, Ars. *** Log file closed: 10/3/99 2:35:43 AM