*** Shadur (shadur@catv6150.extern.kun.nl) has joined #Rifts *** Prozac gives channel operator status to Shadur [Shadur] Don't you hate lengthy info lines? *** Shadur gives channel operator status to Aris_TGD *** DarkSide (darkside@cz-cblk-150-12-73.cyberzone.net) has joined #Rifts [DarkSide] It's DarkSide! Wai! *** Prozac gives channel operator status to DarkSide Wai! This one you won't believe... If you specify an empty REALNAME field in xchat's config it fails to log into the server. ANY server. *** kurt (kurt@herring.sandwich.net) has joined #Rifts uh fnord. *** kurt is now known as MacRae *** Aris_TGD gives channel operator status to MacRae thankye * MacRae is away [TE/01:34PM] - autogone/10 - [l/ON] * DarkSide disappears into the void <[4:34 PM]:> AutoGone - 20 min <[Log:OFF]> *** Aris_TGD is now known as Aris_AFK *** DarkSide has quit (Ping timeout for DarkSide[cz-cblk-150-12- 73.cyberzone.net]) *** Aris_AFK has quit (Ping timeout for Aris_AFK[p204.amax9.dialup.sjc1.flash.net]) *** Disconnected. *** Shadur (shadur@catv6150.extern.kun.nl) has joined #Rifts *** Prozac gives channel operator status to Shadur [Shadur] Don't you hate lengthy info lines? moo *** boingey is now known as moo 'lo Shad I never seem to get my info line to work. Probably a tnt#-###-## thing. * moo * Arsenal notes that Meeth will not be in tonight... Wohoo! smartass. ;) thpppt *** Arsenal is now known as Meethos Sorry guys but you'r gonna be without th e services of the GB tonite. * moo ... GB? Glitter Boy Ah. *** DarkSide (darkside@cz-cblk-150-16-150.cyberzone.net) has joined #Rifts *** Prozac gives channel operator status to DarkSide [DarkSide] It's DarkSide! Wai! mooDS Moo DS. hewwo hey DS Wai. * Aris_TGD returns to the computer with hot chocolate. :9 *** Received a CTCP PING 947386354 from Aris_TGD (to #Rifts) *** WhtStar2 (whtstar2@pop03-1-ras1-p42.barak.net.il) has joined #Rifts *** Will gives channel operator status to WhtStar2 moo Moo Ship. 10:00... JR the GM tonight? * DarkSide yawnses. Yeah, who *is* GMing tonite? Aris: You are. ;^) Y'know. That guy. With the face. Will: Bah. You *want* your XP to come back to you after Pluto changes orbit? ;) Ship-chan! *pounce* * Shadur returns to the comp with hot instant Jalapeno tomato soup and Jolt * Aris_TGD ponders ... * Aris_TGD shouldn't have done that. ;) *** Meethos is now known as Arsenal * Aris_TGD is now getting images that have to do with a certain male personage and a great deal of... chocolate syrup. * Aris_TGD RUNS * Arsenal returns to the insanity... nifty ;( -;( Dwagin-chan: Nice to know your hormones are in perfect working order. }8=> :9 * Shadur ducks and runs Shad: Ho, yeah. :) y'know, I'm half-tempted to roll up Rick's " * Arsenal drops an anvil on his typoist y'know, I'm half-tempted to roll up Rick's "girlfriend"... in front of Meeth. :) %) heh * Aris_TGD is half-tempted to watch Matrix and finish that 'fic. ;) * DarkSide stares and wobbles. what fic? Shad: The Matrix 'fic? neat.... The one that ship-chan was writing on? They're doing a sequel, ja? * Aris_TGD looks oddly at you both. Shad, Will: I have no idea what you're talking about. * DarkSide just looks oddly. * WhtStar2 looks up at Shad. I did not write any matrix fics. I think I blocked most of that movie out. I've just been watching Keanu Reeves in Dracula, and they were right. It *is* quite an erotic story, and it doesn't hurt to have Winona Ryder as Mina, either. Will: *nod* Will: Gee, I was also pondering watching Dracula. THe Mel Brooks version. ;) * Aris_TGD watches someone attempt to take a song on napster that isn't there. Oops. WS2: Then who wrote that little fragment called "matrix.txt" I have in gateway's homedir? Aris? Shad: Me? -Aris_TGD- DCC SEND matrix.txt (209.30.189.204) Besides, you should know me. I stick to the boring and less action- filled. And I don't toss things at people. o/~ Some Americans scare me... o/~ *snicker* This is a cool song. %) Aris: isn't that a Bowie quote? Aris_TGD: This is the one, yeah... can't believe I mixed you two up again shad; I was doing that for a couple months a while back *** J-Rock (slider@ktc4-028.ktc.com) has joined #Rifts [J-Rock] It would be a sad error in judgment... to mistake me for a corpse. *** Prozac gives channel operator status to J-Rock Ars: It's also a line in a song by Squeeze. :) 'lo JR 'llo o/~ Some Americans are Disney people / Some Americans eat apple pie... o/~ *** Arsenal is now known as Aengaela Oh, that reminds me. Ars: Jalil has two attacks per melee, all player characters do unless they take a H2H that disallows it. *** WhtStar2 is now known as Ru`ach *** Aris_TGD is now known as Asmor *** J-Rock is now known as JRdaGM * Ru`ach erms. Suggests we get started ASAP. I'm not here for long, and I need to walk out after playing a little. (Either that or stop now and start meditating) * Asmor huhs, gets informed that the guy who played Q died. All right, we can do that. He did?! %~( * JRdaGM sighs... a moment of silence for ol' Desmond... Ru: Yeah. :( *** DarkSide is now known as Evelyn ... in a car accident or something. :( Yeah, I sorta figured. He was too young to die of natural causes. :P XP from last session? *** Asmor has changed the topic to: For Q - you inspired us, you made us laugh, and you gave the Bond guys lots of neat toys to play with. Asmor: amen Amen. All right. The show must go on. Amen. Wherever you've gone, you'll be missed. Aengie: no XP for now... * Ru`ach considers the pattern broken, then... *** UpLink (uplink@pm3std3-12.uplink.net) has joined #Rifts *** Prozac gives channel operator status to UpLink oi UL Baa 'lo UL Moo UL. * UpLink happies * Shadur moos at His Runtishness UL: what is it? Got a call from me sis out in WA :) *** UpLink is now known as Vander UL: how is Jenny doing? Ars: She's doing very well. Got a job as a secretary and data entry person for a medical firm * Shadur quickreads that fragment... hehehehehe. Neato coo coolness, UL Vander: neat DEATHTOTHEFILTHYVERMIN! * Evelyn swivels in time to Don't Fear The Reaper * Vix ponders 'Don't Fear the Keebler' All right. Let's get this show on the road. Ars: Got her addy and phone # if you want it * Evelyn hits Vix. Yeah, let's./ ow. -/ Van: email it... Ars: 'k Before we start, I need to tell you guys something. This may be the last IC sesh for some time on Sat. nights. d'oh? :P Why? Mmm? Howzat? JR: hrrm... the job, roit? The new job I'm working is from 3 PM-midnight, and will more than likely include weekend nights. JR: We could spend other NSC seshes getting HobbiTech running Ahh. JR: Does this mean we're moving to Fridays? *hope* or whatever the next GM decides... All right. We'll burn that bridge when we get to it. Let's RP, folks! Ru: We might. I don't know. Depends on what my supervisor decides. If this is my last sesh as IC GM, I want to tell you all right now, it's been an honor. JR: You've been a goodun Amen. --- Game Start: "Finally, some easy duty." --- * Aengaela nominates Aris as the next IC GM *** You are now known as Ch`Dith * Asmor is in the kitchen, whipping up dinner and a snack for that depressed scholar she landed on. Ars: Okay, then you get the job of tallying XP. ;) (cooking roll passed) * Aengaela is in the motor pool, learning to ride the Cyclone... * Aengaela hits a switch on the right handlebar, and comes to an abrupt stop as the bike attempts to mechamorphose... * Aengaela eyes the contraption, gives it a kick. "Stupid bike!" Approximately two days have passed. Steve is working on instructing Aengie, and Trent (with Steve's permission) has taken on a job for a friend. * Vander is in town looking to land contracts for HobbiTech JR: Uh, damn. That kinda screws something I had planned. As: eh? msg me JR: I wanted to get dinner set for the night I crashed in, to prove my worth, remember? As: I saw you roll a 06 on the cooking roll last game. You're worthy. ;) Yeah, but I *really* wanted to RP it, darnit. It's what I've been planning for the last two weeks. ;) Ok, so we'll do that. *** Vander is now known as Issachar I'm all for it Sorry to be a pain, pplz. :) * Vix wanders around the base, looking for a ladder. BRB. * Ru`ach attempts to read (miserably failed lit roll), gives it up, looks up at the ceiling and damns a certein person to hell. *** Evelyn has quit (Read error to Evelyn[cz-cblk-150-16-150.cyberzone.net]: Connection reset by peer) * Ru`ach does History HW on the side. Whee. * Asmor checks the marinading meat, drizzles some honey on some apple-crisp things, picks up the plate of snacks and goes to look for that scholar. * Aengaela curses the bike some more, learning how to put it back how it belongs... Since it seems kat isn't here, I assume I bang into someone. * Ch`Dith is airborne, flying to get the cobwebs out of his head and think in relative privacy *** Received a CTCP PING 947388445 from Asmor (to #Rifts) * Will is in the mess hall organizing some notes and considering requesting a study or work area for the base. Back. * Asmor wanders into the mess hall for lack of direction, spies otherscholar. "Hello, there?" * Aengaela thanks Steve for the lesson, and flies off. She spots Ch`Dith, and flies up near him. * Will looks up. "Hi - uh, Asmo, wasn't it?" *rolls a 43 for Lang: Dragonese* "Hi, umm... Ch`Dith, right?" * Vix fails to find a ladder, and walks over to the mess hall. He lights up a joint, and opens the door an inch. He then kicks it the rest of the way open, and storms into the room, jumping up on top of a table. (Base skill for languages is 50, IIRC) I thought the base was 70... "You definitely need some armor cobbled up." *to himself* "Now where the hell did Vander disappear to?" * Asmor smiles. "Asmor. I won't expect you to remember the full thing. I was looking for ... er... Anya." *** Evelyn (darkside@cz-cblk-150-12-178.cyberzone.net) has joined #Rifts "*same lang* I am he. And you are Aengela, if I recall correctly." *** Prozac gives channel operator status to Evelyn [Evelyn] It's DarkSide! Wai! re DS *** Issachar is now known as Vander Wai. "Dunno. She seems to have been moping recently... maybe she's out for a walk or something." "What winds carry you up here?" * Vix stamps his foot on top of the table, and casts a cloud of smoke around himself. "BEHOLD, MORTALS!" He points at Will ominously, waving his joint in the other hand. "Believe in me and ye shall find peace!" "Yes. Can... what is it like, living for so long?" "Ah." *scowls at the plate* "These might as well not go to waste. Want one?" * Vander drives back onto base * Vix waits for a reaction. "How do you mean?" * Will reaches for an apple crisp, winces at Vix's appearance, gets and eats the crisp. "Mmm. Apple. 'S good." He waves one at Vix. "Try it." * Vander parks the Hog at the motorpool, heads over to the mess *** JRdaGM has quit (Read error to JRdaGM[ktc4-028.ktc.com]: Connection reset by peer) * Vix hops off the table, and walks over to Will. He eyes the apple, and takes a bite out of it. * Vander roadkills the GM??? "Tastes like an apple. Ick." *** Aengie (arsenal@pm3S-2-8.enter.net) has joined #Rifts *** Received a CTCP PING 947371112 from Aengie (to #Rifts) *** Prozac gives channel operator status to Aengie * Ch`Dith stalls for time, mentally dredging up his parents' memories for an answer for Aengie [Aengie] Pardon me, have you seen my elephant? I left him double- parked. re ARs * Asmor glares at Vix. "Don't do that." *** moo has quit (Ping timeout for moo[00-60-8c-ed-03-92.bconnected.net]) *** katster has quit (Ping timeout for katster[stk-eli-7-41.internetuser.net]) *to Asmor* "Don't do what?" GM times out and ars returns? 're... sammich bumped me off, for some reason... and I'm slightly lagged? odd *** Received a CTCP PING 947371181 from Aengie (to #Rifts) *** Ping reply from Vix : 0.4 second(s) *** Ping reply from Will : 0.6 second(s) *** Ping reply from Evelyn : 0.6 second(s) *** Ping reply from Ru`ach : 0.6 second(s) *** Ping reply from Vander : 0.8 second(s) *** Ping reply from Prozac : 1.1 second(s) *** Ping reply from Aengie : 1.4 second(s) *** Aengaela has quit (Ping timeout for Aengaela[pm3S-2-8.enter.net]) *** Ping reply from Asmor : 7.1 second(s) Well, I just lagspiked. ah... lagspike. :P *** JRdaGM (slider@ktc4-028.ktc.com) has joined #Rifts *** Prozac gives channel operator status to JRdaGM *** Aengie is now known as Aengaela * Vander enters the mess, spies food. "Hey! Hey! Is that edible?" :) *** moo (rbos@00-60-8c-ed-03-92.bconnected.net) has joined #Rifts Sorry for the PTO Aeng/JR: What was the last you caught? *** \ (katster@stk-eli-7-41.internetuser.net) has joined #Rifts that'll throw off the log? *** Prozac gives channel operator status to \ *to Vix* "Don't cast smoke all over. It's annoying, and it gets into the food." * Vix ponders a spell called 'bright flashyness' %) *levely at Vander* "It's more than edible. Go ahead." Want me to log? *to Asmor* "Oh. What're you cookin'?" Ch: tell ya in a sec? Ch: Please... Anything like "Blinding Flash?" * Vander picks an apple crisp, takes a bite. Ch'D: I caught Vander getting back to the base same here... They're apple/granola/honey crisps or something. Snackfood, but incredibly good tasting snackfood. ;) oi kats Not really. It'd just cause alot of sparklies in the air that'd flit about in a big cloud. But other than that, totally useless. %) What's the sesh number? * Evelyn strolls around Vix, stripped of armor and cleaned up in fatigue pants and a rather clingy midriff tank that reads "Prosek Does It With Dog Boys", snitching and apple crisp. "We are not worthy to be in your presence, O Great One," she snickers. "Now *THAT* is an apple crisp! Who's the artist behind this master piece?!" *to Evelyn* "Damn straight. Glad someone figures that out." "Me. And I'm cooking dinner. Which should be ready in an hour, if I can get back to it." Ch: 38, methinks * Vix winces. "Are you sure it's you who made this 'masterpiece'? Tastes more like post-impressionist." *to Asmor* "That's one dinner I think I'll actually leave the motorpool for. What's the name, kid?" * Asmor sets the plate down and heads back to the kitchen to put the roast in the oven. *** \ is now known as Anya * Anya is back [Take cover!/gone: 1h24m30s] * Vander kicks Vix in the shin. "Ingrate." *to Vander* "Me? I'm Asmoranomardicadastinaculadacar. Who are you?" .. how did you kick him in the chin? You're, what, 4'2"? >%) ..shin, you git. ;) he prolly meant shin Oh. * Asmor watches Vix not parse? ;) *** JeffB (whtstar2@pop03-1-ras1-p42.barak.net.il) has joined #Rifts *to Asmor* "Vander. Mind if I use an abbreviation on that name? It'll be easier to remember." *** Aengaela gives channel operator status to JeffB * Vix glances at his shin, then glances at Vander. Then he shrugs, and heads off to the motorpool. This from a guy with Total Recall :) "Sure. I'll answer to Asmor. Mind letting me get back to my work?" Hrm. N`Mor's rig's in the pool, right? >%) *to Asmor* "Wouldn't dream of holding you up." yes, I believe Will's rig is there. :) *to Will* "Remind me to get a real stove and oven built. That is one cook i want to see often!" Uh? :9 * Asmor smiles. "Thank you." Heads back, checks the marinading roast, then sticks it in the oven. The makeshift oven, anyway. Dammit, Will claimed it? :P ;) * Will hehs, simply snags another couple of crisps. :9 * Vander heads back to the motorpool * Aengaela waits for the dragon to reply. *** Asmor gives channel operator status to moo Actually, I still think of it as N'Mor's. I own a truck somewhere back home, but it's a long way away now. :^) * Vix hrms. What skills are required to hotwire a truck? >%) "How do you mean?" * Ch`Dith stalls for time, mentally dredging up his parents' memories for an answer for Aengie * Vander gets one of the boys, probly the Phelps kid, to help him move the Glitter Boy from the truck to the motorpool *cook* *cook* *ding!* *check* *curse* *season* *carve* *cook* "Well... I have heard rumors that dragons are immortal. Seems like a long time to live." *sigh* "Maybe a little too long." Vix: Basic Electronics, or Auto Mechanics Bwahaha. . o O (Dammit, why did he have to die then?) *notes that down for future use* * Anya wakes up from a small nap she's been having in her room. "Although we can live for a long time indeed, we are not immortal." * Asmor mixes up some greens for the less carnivorous of the NSC. "Hmmm... dessert..." * Vix wanders into the motorpool, and heads over to a hovercycle. He looks at it for a few seconds, then removes a small metal box with the words "A Chao Eats Grass" written on it. He opens it, and counts the money inside it. * Vander does the repair/maintainance thang on the GB "Whoo. $1,250. Time to go to town." "What it's like... Depends on what one chooses to make of it. But I suppose that holds true for every being's lifespan." 24% for Robot Mechanics, needed 55% * Asmor looks around for other stuff to cook with, finds enough to scrape together a cheesecake and sauce. (15%) (needed something like 60) Well... since we're doing a slow day... * Aengaela sighs. "I keep thinking of dad." * Will looks up. Has the idea re armoring Aengie's wings. * Vix gets on the hovercycle and leaves the motorpool, heading off the base, and towards the town. He guns the engine as he leaves, driving up a cloud of dust behind him. * Vander rolls 38%for Robot Electronics, needed 55% "I did not know him for very long... but he seemed like a wise man." "You gents 'll excuse me." * Vander goes looking for Steve or someone else with Robot piloting skilz * Will collects his notes and heads for his room, then sets them there and heads over to the motor pool. "He did love all of us... sometimes the others more than his family, it seemed." "Yo, Vander." GM: About how long does it take to get from the base to town, going at slightly above cruising speed for the cycle, incidentally? "Leadership is a difficult responsibility. In a way, all of you were his children." * Anya stretches and sits up. Scratch that, I get on the loud speaker and yell "Oi! Whoever's got any skill with driving a Robot! Get over to the motorpool! I need a guinee(sp?) pig!" +into it guinea. "Oi, Will." * JeffB drives up to the gate. hrrm... 20 miles at 70 mph... "I have no doubt that as a father he loved you and your sister more than anything. But as a leader, he had to compensate" Shanni with him? Or should I dismember you now? :) * Vix rips past Jeff, grinning madly as he heads by him. A little less than 20 minutes. about 18 minutes *to Van* "Busy? I had a question or two." "Zaapppppoooooooow!" Asmore: She's somewhere waiting for him. ;) -e *to Will* "Nah. Go ahead and ask." You are no fun. ;) Oh, you want to bring her in? Sure! "You know anything about that ArmorFibre? The stuff in the Gladiator or Crusader armors? Where to get it, how much it costs, how to work it?" Oh dear god. * Ch`Dith looks ahead, climbs several meters. "Thermal." "What am I getting myself into?" *** Shanni (aris@p204.amax9.dialup.sjc1.flash.net) has joined #Rifts If Shanni was here, this session should immediately be renamed to "Jeff Tries to Score" %) Niiiiice timing. *SNICKER* *chuckle* * JeffB whaps Vix. Jeff has already scored. ;) * JeffB runs? * Shanni looks up at the gate, then over at whoever just drove by. "So... where are we?" *to Will* "I should. If not by that name, then by some other. There's a lot of stuff out there." Naah. Though the chocolate syrup was tough to get out of my fur. :P ;) *** Vix has changed the topic to: Tonight's Sesh: Jeff Tries to Score. Again. *** Will gives channel operator status to Shanni *** Vander has changed the topic to: Chocolate and Furries don't mix O:) Kinky. O:) Shanni's a furry what, by the way? * JeffB mutters "Crazy Americans..." Looks at Shanni. "Getting information." *** Evelyn has changed the topic to: Furries Shouldn't Mix. *** Vix has changed the topic to: Furries Die. * Ch`Dith gets a sudden thought of a couple of Furries in a big blender *** Will has changed the topic to: Thank you. * Shanni nods. "All right. I stay quiet and follow your lead, right?" "Or you can be your charming self and help out." *** Ch`Dith has changed the topic to: This topic has been removed for your comfort, convenience, and peace of mind. * Shanni grins. "I can do that. What do you need to know about them, besides the usual stance-on-Coalition thing?" * Vix hrms, mulling over the cool looking car he passed, and turns around, traveling at breakneck speed. (pilot roll passed) "Well, that he was. I... I need to go." "No, we're here for specific information..." * Vander gets on the loud speaker again. "OI! One more time! I need a pilot for a test run on a Glitter Boy! Victims, uh... volunteers get to the motorpool!" . o ( That car deserves to be vandalized. ) "Is there anything wrong?" "Well, it's Aengie's wings. She'll need armor, and they aren't going to fit into much else, so I figured we could work some ArmorFibre to cover them and anchor to whatever else she gets. They couldn't carry plating, so this could be the best option. 'Course, I don't know anything about making armor." * Aengaela banks off, and comes in fast and hard over the front gate. * Aengaela buzzes Jeff and Shanni? * moo is back [TE] * Anya stands up, stretches a bit more, and decides to see what everybody else is up to. * Vix pulls up alongside Jeff's car, smiling pleasantly. He glances up as Aengie flies by, and kicks the side of Jeff's car. "Excuse me, sir? May I help you?" *to Will* Good point. I might be able to get something off the Worth army." That car unwheels and takes off the ground enough for you to drive right under it. ;) (pilot roll 13 needs 50) * Shanni raises an eyebrow, then gets buzzed and looks up. "Um." Er... no. *** moo is now known as rob` s/kicks/lightly kicks *to Vander* "I'd love to, but I really can't. There's a lot of paperwork that needs doing." * Ch`Dith watches her go, notices the visitors at the front gate, also banks/dives toward them * JeffB frowns at Vix. "Are you a part of the 'North Star Company'?" * Shanni smiles charmingly at Vix in the background. (Charm roll passed) * rob` peers * Will looks out towards the gate at the noise... walks out to meet the new folks. * Vix nods. "Indeed I am. Vix Devaris, atcher service." He nods to Shanni. . o ( Weird. Fur. T&A. Who'd have thought that would work? ) * Vander joins Will * Evelyn OOCly snickers "We need to speak to one... Vander Took, was it?" Steve walks over toward the office. Then he notices the car. "Hello, what can we do for you?" * Anya walks out of the barracks, sees the crowd at the gate, decides to see what's up. *to Jeff* "Speaking. You need a tune up, or just a paint job?" * Vix notices Steve. "Oh, right, him." "YO, STEVE! People to see the hobbit." * Ch`Dith swoops over the heads of all assembled, then backwings rapidly and perches on the gate "We seem to be popular today." *turns full-force charming smile on everyone else. Roll passed* * Vander openly ogles Shanni. "The Puma Sisters you ain't, but close enough!" :) Shanni: Ummm...cat smile? I'd be running in horror at the fangs, not charmed. ;) *to Vander* "No, you and I need to chat. May we come in?" * Shanni blinks at Vander. "What?" Furry can still be darn pretty. * Aengaela lands behind Steve, shrugs, and heads over to the motor pool. * Shanni frowns slightly at Jeff. "You need to talk to *him*?" *to Shanni* "Uh... nothingm babe. Uh, ma'am. Heh" "You might want to stick the car in the motorpool if you'll be here for a bit. People might... VANDALIZE IT." *to Jeff* "Yeah? So talk." * Vix looks around, and sighs. "This area's just gone right down hill. I mean, crazy Discordian priests at every turn. And those are some devious bastards. I got robbed by one once." * JeffB shrugs at Shanni. "I didn't say I want to..." * Anya comes up in time to hear Vix's last line, snickers a bit. Jeff, Shanni: You'll need a HF roll unless you're familiar with dragons on a face-to-face basis. *eloquent facial expressions/eyebrow twitching conveying the message, "What we do in the line of duty"* *rollroll* 15. * Vix looks up at Ch'Dith, on the gate. He says in Dragonese (language roll passed) "Hey, nice car, huh?" "Well, if you got something to say to him, I'm pretty sure he'd tell me anyway, so if it's all right with you, I'd like to sit in on this discussion." * Shanni looks out, notices the dragon. *HF roll 14 - izzat a pass?* hmmm Nope for Shanni, and I think not for jeff either. "*in same language* Indeed." *to Steve* "I'm sorry, Mr...." "Oh, my..." *to Jeff and Steve* "Let's talk in the offices. It'll be less... distracting." *continues ogling Shanni* Ch`Dith? With a horror factor of >15? Seems *awfully* high... * Evelyn joins the rest of the lookie-loos outside, sort of hanging at the outer fringes of the group. * Shanni 's eyes get very wide at the dragon Dragons are at 16 or 17 IIRC. *continues in dragonese* "I don't like these two, tho. The... uh... girl.. seems to be there for the purpose of messing with people's libidos. I think they're up to something." "Riiight." * Ch`Dith scans the new ones with evilsense "Captain Mitchell." * Shanni forces her attention away from the dragon to the others. * JeffB attempts to ignore the dwagon. "C....C... Captain, I don't think we can allow that." * Evelyn shuffles a little more towards Vix, smirking. "*in Dragonese* You don't like having your libido messed with?" 'Dith: Shanni isn't just !evil, she's pretty goodie-two-shoes. ;) He doesn't pick up goodness with a scan like this... only absence of evil. Good enough though. *to Evelyn, a la Dragonese* "Not if it's to rip me off. Besides, I don't really have a fur-coat fetish." "I believe we have a conference room that can be used." *to Jeff* "It's OK. He'd find out about whatever we talked about anyway." *continues ogling Shanni* . o O (Man! How can i get a date with that?!" -" +) "All right." *to Vix, in Dragonese* "Ah. What fetishes /do/ you have, then?" "*still in dragonese* I sense no evil from either of them." *to Ch'Dith, Dragonese, ignoring Evelyn* "You do not need to be evil to perpitrate it. Anyway, I'm going to watch these two." * Aengaela stands in the back, looking at the onlookers. * Ch`Dith 's concern for Aengie overcomes his interest here, and he flips backward off his perch, landing in human form on the ground and walks over to Aengie. "Are you all right?" "I think so." *to Vix, in Dragonese* "You people really are paranoid, aren't you?" * JRdaGM walks over to the office, opens the door. o/~ aitch! ee! enn arr why! 'enery the 8th I am! o/~ *boogie* >%) * Vander follows Jeff and Steve over to the office, reluctantly taking his eyes off Shanni * JeffB drives in through the (hopefully) open gate. *to Evelyn, Dragonese* "Look at it from my point of view: the last time visitors came to a base that I was living in, the Coalition showed up the next day and massacred the monastery." * JeffB parks, gets out, and opens the door for Shanni. *to JeffB* "Hey, do you want me to take a look at the engine, as long as you're here? Maybe fix the upholstery, too?" * Shanni steps out, looks around the compound quickly before following to the conference room. Steve waits until the visitors enter, then waves Vix on over. * Anya walks away from the group, seeing no reason to hang out. Stares out over the nothingness. * Evelyn nods, and mutters in American, "I can see how that could ruin your outlook." * Vix heads over to Steve. "Yes?" * JeffB stops Shanni before going in. "If you wish to talk about it... " * Shanni stops *** MarkEChan (markeellio@user-38lc97e.dialup.mindspring.com) has joined #Rifts Oi, Mark "Don't mess with the car." * Asmor oocly boogies to Some Americans *to Shanni* "Are you sure you want to come in on this one? I don't like the stares the little guy's giving you. You can stay and hang around if you'd like. I heard they had a marvalous firing range built..." "Maybe later." *** MarkEChan (markeellio@user-38lc97e.dialup.mindspring.com) has left #Rifts * JeffB yells at Vix. "You can look, but I wouldn't suggest touching." * Vix raises an eyebrow at Steve. "Oh, fine. Not unlerss * Shanni gives Jeff a force-five smile. "I'm sure I can handle one little humanoid. Besides, the more he's staring at me, the easier the job is for you, no?" Erk. *whispered* "Oh, fine, but if they try anything, he'll find it missing a few important screws that would cause it to burst into flames when he starts it." "Not if he can't concentrate. You are quite attention grabbing, you know." * Shanni blushes and looks down. "I can't help it. Even when I don't try, well..." Vix: I *Really* wouldn't suggest touching the car. ;) "Would you rather I looked out for the car?" Why do I get the impression that every time I use Total Recall from here out, the first thing I'll remember is Shanni? :) Who said anything about touching? Bwahahahhahahahahahaaaahahahahahahahhahhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. *cough* Erm. Right. :) "Naw, the car'll be fine. Come on." *leads her in* "I'm sure that won't be necessary. Besides, if they try something, I strongly doubt they'd leave the compound alive." Van: Because she has a PB of 29? * Shanni grins and follows Jeff. * Ch`Dith nods, sniffs the air. "Something is cooking that smells very good.... Are you hungry?" Shanni: Probly :) 29? Okay. I guess I would have been staring too, then. * Vix shrugs. "Fine." Steve finds his eyes following Shanni's ample... tracts of land as she walks into the office. She actually doesn't have a Seduction skill... she's just very charming. "She's got great... tracts of land!" :) WP: Seduction? %) * Aengaela heads over to talk with Vander. "I've been thinking... I need some armor." * rob` snickers Evelyn: as much as that could be a WP, it's a rogue skill. check out new west. * Anya sighs, wonders what to do now. * Vix walks in a circle around the car, looking at it. He shrugs, and wanders the base, trying to think of something to do. Anya: you smell something GOOD coming from the general direction of the mess hall. *to Aengie* (distractedly) "We'll have to take care of this later. Gotta see what these two need." * Shanni looks with slight interest at the winged girl Vix: Start building your still :) Anyhow... in the Office/ConferenceRoom/Whatever... "The ship needs to de-stress. Next question?" * Will notices Aengie. "Let Vander deal with his business right now. Actually, I had an idea. Let me take some measurements, eh?" Van: I would, but I'm just getting kicked off the computer. Dammitdammitdammitfuckingshitcrapdamn. *sigh* "An idea, sir?" * Anya hehs, smiles a bit, wanders towards the mess hall slowly. JR: Yes, the ship needs to de-stress. *WHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAM!* There. I feel better now. :) Tataa, Vix Later Vix Aeng: If Will keeps on measuring your inseam, kick him in the cojones. %) * Vander goes into the conference lounge, gets a chair *ducks, and leaves* Vix: *chuckle* *** Vix has quit (Beepbeepbeep. ) * JRdaGM OOCly walks around all loopy from where Ship beat the stuffing outta him. *to Aengie* "Ever seen the Gladiator or Crusader-style armors?" [beckons, starts walking toward the motor pool for some measuring tape] "No?" *follows him* * Shanni picks out a chair, perches * JRdaGM waits until everybody's situated, then closes the door and waits outside. * Vander watches Shanni in fascination. She perches so... well :) * Ch`Dith sits in on the meeting I keep forgetting I have the GM's hat on. Oops. * Shanni eyes Van. Impress skill passed. "Part of them is a light, fibrous material that forms a weave, yet is still able to absorb heavy-damage blows like vibro-blades, lasers, plasma, etc. See, we can get any decent armor for you, but the wings will need special fitting, especially something light." 'Dith: Which meeting? Ch'D: Kinda hard to keep you out of it. you can just peer in through the windows. * JeffB stays standing. "Mr Took, we'd like to ask you a couple of questions." "I see." * Vander looks up at Jeff as though coming awake. "Huh? Wuzzat?" "I think..." The one with Vander. "Yes?" * Shanni smirks wryly. "Maybe I should have stayed outside." "Whatever you'd like." "I'm sorry, sir... I'm not sure I follow..." * Shanni smiles and shakes her head. "I'll let him concentrate." Gets up and heads outside. *** Asmor is now known as Kasia * Vander watches Shanni leave, then refocuses himself * JeffB catches Shanni on the way out and gives her a little kiss, first. * JRdaGM opens the door, lets Shanni out. * Kasia wanders through the halls, comes across Steve standing outside a conference room. "Hiya, hon." * Shanni nearly bumps into Kasia. *to Jeff* "How'd you get lucky enough to get her? Woo!" * Will rummages around for a tape in a toolbox, pulls one out, plus his notebook. "I figured we could create a specialized armor for the wings to keep them from injury, made out of this clothlike material so you could carry it and still move your wings." "Oh, hey, darlin'." * Kasia looks oddly at the catlady. "... Who are *you*?" * Shanni blinks at this... person. "Uh, hi. I'm Shanni." "That's not the matter in question right now. I'd like to ask you a few things about ... what was it called? HobbyTech? * Anya hovers outside the messhall door...decides to go grab something out of her room. * rob` ponders a Gargoyle OCC Will: Of course, between the added weight and the loss of maneuverability, she won't be able to fly with that armor on "She's with some guy that's got some questions for Vander." "That doesn't tell me much." *turns to Steve* "Who is she?" Rob: There's an RCC in the Conversions book.... but they're not exactly nice people That's why we were considering the Flying Titan for armor. This is mainly for her to keep the things from getting shot up. "Oh." *doubletake* "Vander!?" *to Jeff* "That's 'HobbiTech'" +. rob: they're in the Triax book I think rob means Gargoyles as in Goliath & Co. oh. ten to one they suck * Shanni shrugs. "Jeff didn't tell me anything." *to Kasia* "Yeah, I couldn't believe it either. Must have something to do with his enterpreneurial spirit." "I ... see. And who is Jeff?" "I'm sorry. You know what it's like when someone's accent gets in the way. Anyhow, I'd like to ask you some questions about it." *to Jeff* "Fire away!" * Aengaela stretches her wings, yawning in boredom. "Well, first of all, I need a list of everything you make. Not right now. Later, on paper. Second, I need to know who you're doing business with. +" "..." "Well, we could do it later, then. Or whatnot." "My boyfriend." * Will exits stage right. "Now is fine." Scratch exit. "I see." *glances between Shanni and Steve, decides to relax. Slightly.* Although I see no need to role-play half and hour of taking measurements of the wings in various positions. Steve wisely ducks on off to score a cup of coffee. *to Jeff* "I can get you our product list, sure. Our clientel, however, I prefer to keep confidemtial unless otherwise asked." "Well, consider this otherwise asked." +'' * Kasia frowns. "Confidentially, girl, is your boy going to do any damage to the Runt?" true. *** Aengaela is now known as Reed *to Jeff* "I meant 'otherwise asked' by the clients. Not by people wanting to know who we work with." Van: Especially not when they just barge in and ask? "When dealing with private people, that's understandable. But not with me." * Shanni takes a couple of minutes to parse the unfamiliar language(American.) "Uhh... Nothing physical, I'm sure. Jeff wouldn't do something like that unless he was provoked." "And you are--?" Lucky Vander, Jeff's a patient guy. ;) * Kasia rolls her eyes. "Well, we can't get everything we ask for, can we?" *to Jeff* "Is this going somewhere, or are you looking for trouble?" 'Dith, you're not in the room. Ch'D: I assumed you'd be watching through the window. Okay, scratch that. Sorry, not paying quite enough attention * Ch`Dith raises an eyebrow at that last comment from Jeff. * JeffB pulls out a badge. "Lazlo Special Forces. And whether or not you get to know where this is going is not up to you." * Kasia gets an odd look from Shanni, and smiles. "Don't worry about it. Longstanding rivalry." "I... see. I think." Ch'D: We're in a closed room? "Say, where's the accent from? I can't place it." * Evelyn disappears into the void <[11:43 PM]:> AutoGone - 20 min <[Log:OFF]> * Evelyn makes her way back to the mess and kicks back in the corner with an old pre-Rifts comic book. * Evelyn returns from the void <[VoiD]> Lazlo special forces? Really? Hey, I've got a countryman 100' away from me, and I don't even know it. "Outback, near Perth." * Vander glares at Jeff* "Look, jerky boy. I don't care what or who you got that piece of scrap metal from. Unless you're a paying customer, leave." * Anya gets back to her room. Sighs. Grabs her journal and walks back to the door of the mess hall. GM mentioned a window. And if not, I'll listen in TPly (with the Runt's permission) Dragons need permission? :) * JeffB chuckles. "I *was* going to be a paying customer. Or rather, 1/4 of the Lazlo military was. But unless we get what we need to know. Oh, well." *turns to leave* When they decide to be polite, yes. heh. Be a polite Klingon! Grr! *to Jeff* (eyerolls) "Then you shoulda said so in the first place." * Kasia frowns in puzzlement. "Where's Perth?" "Australia, I believe." * Vander mutters something about badges and powertrips "Well, I tried to look it up on some of Jeff's maps, but I couldn't find it. I came through a couple of rifts to wind up next to him." "Well, then? Are we going to sit here all day?" * Kasia turns to Steve. "And where's Australia?" "Far, far away from here. About 6000 some-odd miles, and almost 3/4 of that is over ocean." *to Jeff* "Depends on what you need. I can tell you that right now, our clientel extends to the private customer. No real big contracts yet, except for a possible hovertank production for a customer up north." * Shanni frowns, now. "It would be far more accurate to say that 3/4 of it is *under* ocean." * JRdaGM shrugs. "Well, I need to know as much as possible about those customers. And about any contact they, you, or any of your workers have had with the coalition." err, Steve shrugs. "Didn't expect things to go easy on the land Down Under." The Land Went Under, (hold on a sec, need to check on my laundry. +) *to Jeff* "The Coalition?! HA! I hope somebody drops a nuke on that freak prozak! I wouldn't take a contract from the CS if they were the only customers on the planet!" -p +P "Well, when the songlines broke open, everything except Perth and Melbourne was destroyed and turned back into Outback. Or so the tales go." b "But you've worked with, or more precisely, *for* them before..." * JeffB needs to go soon. Let's just leave Jeff and Vander locked up there? (Poor Jeff...) while Van blabs? Hey, he got him started on CS. And Runtey has some things to say about CS.... *to Jeff* "Thbbt! Slaved for 'em, you mena! I pop up in a wiertd place, get chased by demons, and get caught by a mess of goons in power armor, next thing I know, I'm chained to a motorpool workbench!" * JRdaGM nods. Then he hears Vander's volume get louder and the Coalition get mentioned. *** Reed has quit (Read error to Reed[pm3S-2-8.enter.net]: Connection reset by peer) *** Reed (arsenal@pm3S-2-8.enter.net) has joined #Rifts *** Prozac gives channel operator status to Reed "If I ever, *EVER* get the chance, Prozak's gonna find his plumbing's the last thing he'll have to worry about!" "You wanna know my connections with the CS?! THERE AIN'T NONE! I HOPE THEY PUKE AND DIE!!!" * JeffB goes Nites Jeff * Ru`ach does, too. ;) +SWALLOW * Shanni frowns. "Hmmm. Never quite understood this 'Coalition' you have over here, but it seems much like the Cities back home. Jeff's comments seem to indicate so, anyway." later WS2 Later Jeff, Ship Ciao. Cya Ship-chan, dwagin-chan "Well, it's nice to know that we Americans haven't cornered the market on bigoted assholery." * Ru`ach whaps Ch'D. Dwagon: Uhh? *** Ru`ach has quit (o/~ Help is on the way / From places you don't know about today o/~) * Vander rants at Jeff for a few more minutes, swearing colorfully, until he goes into a coughing fit from his throat drying out He's got his multiple personalites mixed up %) Ow? Shumimasen. *** JeffB has quit (o/~ New math o/~) 'Dith: It's 'sumimasen' I stand correctified. or just "gomen" *** Reed is now known as Arsenal *** Arsenal is now known as Aengaela * Kasia is only standing here to watch Steve and the chick, and to make sure the Runt emerges in one piece, more or less. So far, it seems he's still alive and screaming. *** Kasia is now known as Asmor And not a single wombat ref, either :) Steve looks toward the door. "Ask a volatile question..." * Asmor wandes into the mess hall, grabs a large gong, and starts hammering it. * Ch`Dith senses much anger. Is not surprised. *to Aengie* "That's the last of it. I'll try a curve-fitting, though we may have to measure the shape of your airfoil directly. 'Till later, then, we're done here." "Ah. Dinner." * Anya pokes her head into the mess hall, only to get crashing gong sound directly in ear. "Hey!..." *nosewrinkle* "Is that a gong?" "Good. That smells like dinner." * Asmor glances at Anya, silences the gong. "Sorry. Dinner's about ready, want to take a seat?" "... CS CAN KISS MY FAT LITTLE GORILLA BUTT! AND WHAT THE FARKING SNAD IS THAT GONG FOR?!" * Shanni looks around. "What was that?" * Anya shakes her head a little to clear the ringing out of it..."Uhhh, sure. Just anywhere?" * Aengaela flight-hops over to the mess hall. * Evelyn looks up from the corner with a scowl that quickly melts away. "Ah, chow time." "Well, probably an annoyed cook trying to summon you for dinner. If Shanni and I could impose..." * Will heads for the mess, sits down wherever. "Hmmm... It sounds like the dinner bell." "Anywhere around the big table." *points* * Ch`Dith decides that while he doesn't need food as such, this smells too good not to try *to Steve* "I'll be at the mess in a sec. Need to recenter my vibes!" * Anya picks a seat near the middle of the table. * Vander stomps out of the building to the motorpool "Mmm... dinner." *charm roll passed* "We've been on the road forever..." * Shanni frowns at the hobbit. "... vibes?" :) "Vander talking about centering his vibes. The times, they are a'changin. I'm pretty sure the cook's made a big meal. More than we could finish off." Cue: Metallica S&M, _The Thing That Should Not Be_ Jeff smiles. "Then if you don't mind... give us a second to get changed." Steve nods. "There's a restroom down the hall." * Shanni and Jeff dissapear into the back of the car and somehow reappear looking impeccably groomed, Shanni in a nice clean suit, Jeff in a tux. It's MAGIC! Aw, you ruin the fun. ;) * Asmor gets the starting salad on the table and heads back to get the main course * Aengaela sits on a chair near a corner of the room... * Shanni and Jeff sit across from one another near the end of the table * Ch`Dith invites Aengie to join him and the others at the center table. * Vander throws himself into his chair in the motorpool, leans back and bretahes for a few minutes. "Aaaaaaaaah. Nothing like the smell of well-oiled machinery to calm the nerves!" *shrug* . o O (Why not.) * Evelyn just throws herself into any old available chair. Steve enters with Kasia on his arm. * Asmor pokes her head out and shoots a glare at Vander. "I hope you washed your hands before you came in here." Asmor: I'm in the motorpool :) aris; are you playing _every_ female character in this channel? Well, when you get back. ;) * Anya OOCly whacks rob. not all. ;) ow rob: Not Anya. Or Aengie. Or Evelyn. * Evelyn oocly helps. DS is evie, Kats is Anya, Ars is Aengie okay, okay, i get it already Reed and Jalil wander in as well. Or Ru. * Vander gets up and washes his hands, decides to go get a quick shower, instead. . o O (Good food of that calibur should be eaten with respect!) :9 * Vander gets into cleans set of clothes after the shower and heads for the mess Chad follows his nose. "Mmm-mmm! Smells great, whatever this is." *draws up a chair next to Shanni and grins* "Hellllllllloooooo there." * Shanni sends a glare at Chad, to be echoed by Jeff. Chad desists. * Anya looks around the table at everybody. I have too many characters! AIEEE!!! >%D You and Ars. * Aengaela catches Chad's eye, winks at him. hehe * Vander enters, gets a seat nearest to the kitchen, inhales the aromas with obvious relish. Chad grins charmingly at Aengie. . o O (Underage, hell!) I have the most. :) Steve takes a seat at the head of the table. * Anya idly stares at her plate. Okay, everyone, the salad and the utensils are on the table. Dig in. Something to point out, should Shanni try another Charm/Impress, I wouldn't be affected. Food does that to a Hobbit :) Steve digs in... * Will eyes Chad furtively. . o O (Underage, fellow. Watch it.) * Vander helps Ohyeah... it's cooking: professional. JSYK. :) * Evelyn picks up her fork and stabs at her salad. * Will digs in with everyone else. Steve makes appreciative noises. * Ch`Dith tries out the salad. * Aengaela digs in. "Mmm... This is good. My compaints to the chef." * Anya nibbles on a bit of the salad, looks around at everybody again. * Vander makes no noises other than the eating kind. Too busy enjoying the meal to waste time making extraneous noises :9 language roll failed. :) * Will mutters "Compliments, Aengie," and continues eating. "And you're right." * Ch`Dith smiles. "Complaints? I have none..." "Hard to believe she just dropped in today." "How you say, very." * Asmor wanders out bearing a Large platter stacked high with meat. "The main course, ladies and gentlemen." * Asmor sets it on the table and waits to one side for reactions * Anya says nothing, but plays with it more than she eats it. * Vander puts down his salad fork and applauds loudly * Shanni tries a bit of the salad, but reaches for the meat as soon as it gets to her. "That's a lot of meat." One of the more carnivorous, I am. "Good thing I'm hungry." * Aengaela digs into the meat. Steve takes a big steak. * Asmor shrugs. "I thought it best to be prepared." "It won't be in a minute, if I have anything to say about it." [heaping helping] The meat is exquisite; tangy, almost bitter, but marinaded in a sauce that brings out all its good qualities. * Ch`Dith stacks his plate with various pieces. It's nothing like anything you've ever tasted before. * Vander piles food on his plate, showing his Hobbitish heiritage. :) * Asmor smiles in pride. "Good food. What is it?" "This is probably the most edible thing I've had in... well, ever." "It's certainly different. Good, but different." * Ch`Dith eats, makes appreciative noises. * Asmor turns to the winged girl. "Well, it's just something I whipped up with what I found in the freezer and what I had in my pack. I'm pleased with how the meat came out, actually." * Shanni licks her fork. "So what kind of meat is it?" * Asmor shrugs. "Goblin." Mystery meat? :) * Shanni stops, stares crosseyed at her fork. "... Goblin?" * Aengaela suddenly stops eating. Steve stops as well. "Goblin?" * Vander pauses eating for a moment. *to Asmor* "If this is from what you scraped together, I can't wait until we get you some real provender!" * Evelyn doesn't stop eating. * Anya grabs a piece of the meat. "Cool. Marinated whatthehell. Always good." * Will stops eating. "Goblins are, um, intelligent creatures, Asmor." "Goblin?" * Vander chokes on a chunk of meat when he hears 'Goblin'. *Hackcoughgag* "Excuse me." * Asmor stares oddly at you folk. "Yes, goblin. There was a frozen goblin in the freezer. Only thing big enough that I could find." * Ch`Dith shrugs, finishes chewing, swallows, looks up. "Tastes better than raw." About the highest compliment a dragon gives about food. ;9 Exit snaga? * Asmor stares at Will. "So?" *caffcaffgagACK* Shad, out of my head, right now. Nah. I'm just getting comfy Oh dear. ;) "We... we don't eat those on this world." * Aengaela runs for the door, and offers up her dinner to the outhouse. * Anya frowns. "Couldn't have been that intelligent if it somehow ended up as dinner." * Asmor shrugs at Will. "Well, he was in the freezer. Sorry if I made a mistake." "Excuse me..." (spits out the mouthful he'd thankfully not swallowed yet, rinses out several times) "Taken strictly, so are most other creatures." * Vander continues choking. *gagwheezechokehackgag* * Ch`Dith shrugs, takes another helping. Steve pushes his plate away. "I-I'm sure once we get Asmor some proper provisions, she'll be good to go." Kasia looks down at her plate. "You did... clean it first, right?" * Vander starts turning a little blue in the face. *gag* "Of course I cleaned it." * JRdaGM chugs the rest of his beer. * Ch`Dith looks over at the Runt. "Is he supposed to color like this?" * Asmor smiles wryly. "Goblins are food. We're all food. If you're that squeamish, have some more of the salad. There's no meat in that." * Aengaela returns, feeling a little queasy, still. *hackgaghack* * Anya looks at the runt. "That's a pretty color." "We ... *ate* ... someone?" * Evelyn lances her fork into another hunk of goblin and stuffs it into her mouth. "Everyone eats someone." "That's... not the point.... Look, if you're going to be hanging around you're gonna have to not cook things that walked and talked." "Why not? It's a dog eat dog world." * Asmor wanders over, gives Van the heimlech(36%, needed 50) "Even my ancestors thought that *aeralon word*." "Dog I'm okay with. It's kind of venison-y. Goblins, no." Will: said word translates into "barbarric" *to Aengie* "What's that word mean?" sp? Steve sings (not too well) the following: o/~ Life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life... this is necessary. o/~ * Vander hacks up the chunk ogf meat he was choking on, send it flying across the room with a wet splat when it hits the far wall. (on paramedic, that is) * Ch`Dith looks up quizically at Aengie. "Eat or be eaten is a part of life, and has been since life began. There is nothing barbaric with acknowledging this law." * Asmor shakes her head. "Well, all right, if you're that upset about it." * Vander recover enough breath to gasp out 'BLASPHEMY!' * Anya watches the piece of meat go flying. "How you say, librarian? No, blarbaric? No, that's not right.." * Asmor scowls down at Vander. "Waste of good meat." * Will says, very quietly, "Barbaric." "Excuse me." He gets up and leaves the table. "I have to check the freezer." * Vander slumps back into his chair. "You defiled a kitchen by cooking GOBLIN?!" :9 * Evelyn chews thoughtfully. If you find an egg drop backpack, let us know. * Asmor raises an eyebrow at Vander. "I cleaned it first." * Anya grins at the salad and the commotion. "THAT's NOT THE POINT!" "What is the point, then?" * Will finds his box of samples in the freezer, clearly labeled, locked, and, thankfully, uncooked. "You! Defiled! A! KITCHEN! BY! COOKING! GOBLIN!" *snicker* what were those again, Will? * Anya pushes the salad around her plate in circles. The big things that attacked us in the forest before the Aerolon village. "And cooking it very well, too. Evelyn, could you pass that spicy red sauce?" * Vander glares at Ch'Dith "Well, I cook a lot of things. Never cooked hobbit before, but I could be tempted to try." * Anya hears that, snickers. *innocent whistling* "I do not eat people." * Vander excuses himself and heads for the mootorpool, thinking that field rations are probly a good idea from now on "Here, Vander, have some straight-up whiskey. Lord knows I could use some." * Evelyn stabs another hunk of meat with her fork as she passes the bottle to the dragon. * Ch`Dith looks at Vander. Grins. Nice teeth. Just for a second, you see how much of a veneer that human form really is. * Anya just laughs. * Asmor turns to the angelperson. "And how do you define person?" Kasia finally shrugs and digs into the goblin roast again. * Shanni does the same. "Tastes no different than snake, really, if you think about it. Really well-cooked snake." Can we say 'Gollum'? :) Insert appropriate Soylent Green joke here. * Aengaela munches on the salad instead. * Anya mutters to herself about the carrot having the lead, then picks up said carrot and throws it into the air. ACTION comes back out. "The reason we don't eat intelligent beings," he says, purportedly to Asmor but loud enough for those continuing to eat to hear, "is because what differentiates us from the remainder of the animal kingdom is not so much recognizing the *we* have life - even the lower orders know that they themselves exist - but that we are capable of recognizing that others, too, are alive. It forms the basis of sentience, and, as a matter of "Eat what you will, but I maybecome a vegetarian around here soon. as a matter of -- cut off Will: and, as a matter of... * Will leaves for his room. * Aengaela leaves as well, heading for a roof someplace. Will: Field rations, right? :) "As a matter of fact, morality." * Asmor presses on. "I mean, would you eat, say, roast dragon's foot? Gray ogre toes in sweet black sauce? Atog pate? Shredded demon wings in shrimp sauce? The definition of people is a thin line." * Anya bangs on the table. "I have an announcement! From this point on, I refuse to eat vegetables! After all, they're people too!" "Morality can be /so/ boring at times." *CACKLE* * Will is not around to hear the debate. * Asmor grins at Anya. "Why stop there? Dairy products hurt the cows!" "Roast dragon's foot would be hard to acquire the ingredients for, harder to cook and nigh-impossible to consume." "I mean, look at the poor defenseless carrots! And the lettuce! The lettuce had its head shredded just so you can have salad!" Actually, cows *enjoy* being properly milked. "Actually, my dear draconic friend, I tried it after I made it. It was pretty good. A little chewierthan goblin, but pretty good. If I do say so myself." * Vander decides to put a small refridgerator and stove in the motorpool office and cook his own meals from now on Will: You think Asmor cares? ;) "I'll take your word for that." * Aengaela heads over to the firing range with her rifle and pistol. Instead of seeing Coalition uniforms on the targets, she now sees Asmor's face. * Ch`Dith finishes cleaning off his plate, thanks Asmor for the meal, cleans his hands, and leaves." * Anya stands up. "Eat to live! Live to eat! Everything eats everything else! Yes! Here air, have something to eat!" *lofts plate in the air* Reed, on the other hand, shrugs, and takes another serving of goblin. * Asmor chuckles. "All right. I don't blame you for having daintier palates than my last employer; he was a pit lord. I'll make an effort not to include sentients in the next meal, okay? Animal *or* vegetable." "Thanks. And also, could we please try to feed the air? It's hungry." * Anya grins. * Evelyn tosses her fork onto her empty plate and watches Anya. "Have you been getting into that priest's stash?" Jalil *facedesks* at Anya. "You are, in my medical opinion, nuts." * Asmor glances at Evelyn. "Which stash? Which priest, actually?" * Ch`Dith heads outside, sees flashes/hears gunfire around the firing range, heads there. * Asmor frowns at Jalil. "What do you mean?" Steve nods, and scrawls something on a notepad. 'PRIORITY: Decent food.' Watch Asmor bake marijuana brownies and not tell us until afterwards... :^) She'd do it, too. ;) Does pot work on dragons? Methinks we'll find out. * Vander continues working on that GB to get his mind off of what he just ate "Not you. Her." *indicates Anya* * Anya grins at the doc. "Not nuts. I'm all here. You ought to liven up some, doc! Live a little." "Y'know. Wassisname. The one with the loose screws." Live fast. Die young. Make a tasty entree. * Ch`Dith looks over Aengie's shoulder at the targets she's firing at. "Good grouping. You're improving." Ch: all you see are standard targets. * Anya grins widely. Will: Heee "Thanks. Having someone to focus on makes it easier." "We have upset you." not a question. "Oh, I *know* I'm crazy." * Asmor shrugs at Ev. "Sorry, I don't know who- oh, the one who was casting magic smoke all over?" * Will goes out for some fresh air, sees the pair at the firing range and decides to get in some practice himself. * Anya grins a bit more, turns to leave. "Adios, folks! Viva Las Vegas!" "Yeah. Him." "Not you. *Her*." "Oh, and if anyone wants dessert later, I made cheesecake." "Eating people. How *same aeralon word*." * Anya half skips-half walks to the door. . o O (Should probably get a good laser sight for this thing... *trying to forget meal*) * Vander finishes with the GB, starts working on designing the Neo-VHT "The winds blow in all directions." Dragonese proverb meaning the same as "Ways and preferences vary." "What kind of cheese, and what kind of cheesecake?" "Yeah, whatever." "Oh, normal cheese, and normal cheesecake. And cherry sauce. Normal cherries. I promise." "Ok, I'll bite." Define "normal" :) *** Shanni has quit (o/~ Takeittothebridge / Throwitoverboard / Seeifitcanswim / Backuptotheshore... o/~) What, don't you people milk boar? * Asmor goes, grabs the cheesecake, returns with it. * Asmor sits down and eats some of the leftover goblin while she's at it. shad; ... boar? boar == male Damn, wrong word... "Everzwijn" ? * Evelyn oocly bites her tongue. * Anya walks outside, singing at the top of her lungs very badly (96, need 45) a Russian (58, need 60) drinking song. Really? I thought "wild boar" was a species. "Mmmm... Yeah, the marinade works. I think it needs a few more cloves next time... and some basil would do nicely." no, it's a pig. boar is a male pig as opposed to sow * JRdaGM experimentally takes a bite of cheesecake. * Asmor shrugs and finishes off her helping, then takes some of her cheesecake. boar is generally used in the same manner as "cow" ;) JR: It's very good, and tastes like New York style cheesecake. With cherry sauce. "Many sentient species eat other sentients. Non-sentients also eat sentients. Sentients eat non-sentients. Non-sentients eat sentients. What is the difference?" Asmor: Philly style's better * Anya laughs some at her horrible rendition, continues walking. * Evelyn OOCly stuffs a razorback into rob's pants and chases him off. Well, I grabbed a name. It's still good. ;) Van: No way... New York style or nothing. Ars: Barbarian I don't eat people. :) "Aside from the... unconventional choice of main course, this meal has been excellent." "In this part of this world, humans have a cultural predisposition against cannibalism, and by extension to all intelligent beings. I guess dragons wouldn't care." *shoots again +* JSYK folx. Asmor is officially on Vander's list :) Dammit, it's not just Anya and the Coalition anymore? "I will respect your views. "We are quite alike." -typist (that was to Will) * Anya quits singing, whistles a bit, and laughs. Starts wandering towards the firing range. "Thank you." (that was to both) *fires again.* "I will respect your views. I may not share them, but I do respect them." *peers* A little more to the left and you have a heart shot." o/~ I've got a little list / I've got a little list o/~ * Asmor grins at Steve. "Thank you. I'll run my ingredients by someone in the future, all right?" * Aengaela shoots a little to the left. . o O (Barbarians... eating people.) * Vander ponders replacing the fusion engine with a more available fission reactor for the Neo-VHT . o O (That dragon ought to do for that.) Steve nods. "Prudent suggestion." (Between W.P. and Sniper for a total of +5, I have for my four shots so far 19, 13, 7, and 12, btw.) :^) * rob` eeps at the time.. bbl *** Asmor is now known as Chad * Ch`Dith . o O (Dragonkind transcended civilisation before this planet cooled down into solidity. ) "Spot on." * Chad finishes off the cheesecake, stands. "Well, I'm off. Might as well get a little shooting practice in before it gets too dark." Dragonkind never were civilized :) Steve nods. "And there is still the paperwork that needs doing." We were. How do you think we managed to organize the rebellion against the elder gods? "We can deal with that later. As long as you don't want me to sign in blood, that is." I'd run that sentiment byt Plato sometime, if you like. Ch'D: You didn't. It was Tribbles. :) s/byt/by/ We traded it in for species-level immortality a looooooooooOOOOOOOOng time ago Steve chuckles. "We're not THAT uncivilized." * Chad heads off to the firing range, whistling. * Anya comes within shouting range, shouts 'Free the Vegetables'. Grins. Civilization isn't. ;) * Chad comes on the little group. "Hullo, there." "Hi." *shot - 21 modified. Bulls-eye.* * Aengaela smiles at Chad. "Hi!" * JRdaGM hears "FREE THE VEGETABLES", writes 'Get Anya's head examined' on the notepad. * Chad smiles back at Aengie. "So, how are you doing?" *glances at Will, then at Ch'Dith* "Am I interrupting something?" "Not at all." "Nope." * Anya walks up to the firing range, grinning madly. * Will tries a trick shot, over the shoulder. OOOohhh, Nat. 20! "Nothing particularly important." "That's nice to know." * Vander ponders burning the mess to remove the taint Yeah, but did you remember to turn around first? . o O (Why not?! I own the base!) Will: Wow. It actually hit. You sure you can't take WP Sharpshooting? * Aengaela sets the weapons down, their E-clips spent. For a Nat. 20, it doesn't matter. *Whatever* I did was impressive. :^) * Chad conjures a clip, slams it home, then concentrates for about 15 seconds. When he comes out of it, he raises the gun and fires eleven times. JRdaGM: I would if I could. I wanted a Scholar who would shoot rarely, but extremely precisely. * Anya grins s'more. * Will eyes the hit. "Thass' /right/!" 8, nat20, 22mod, 21mod, nat20, 15, nat20, 13, 11, 20mod, 19 Chad: OUCH. On a roll? * Anya looks up at the dragon. "Hey, Ch'Dith." Grins. * Ch`Dith nods in greeting 'Dith: The wonders of Intuitive Combat and knowing your gun. :) Three nat20's out of 11? Now don't you wish you'd spent that mojo on a real battle? Will: Yup. :) "Did you know that there are thousands of carrots that are brutally executed every year?" * Chad glances over the spread. "Well, I still have it." * Chad glances at Aengie. "Hey, you ever fired a real gun?" "I mean, one with recoil?" * Vander gets one of the C-12s out of the trailer, starts working on it so it'll fire 4 6D6 shots rather than the usual 40(?) 3D6 shots . o O (Pleaseohpleaseohpleasesaynosaynosayno...) "No." * Will puts the rifle down. *to Anya* "Becoming a fruitarian, are we?" * Anya smiles. * Ch`Dith grins at nothing in particular. . o O (YESSSSSSSS!!!) "Want me to show you how? You can borrow mine." *holds out the .45* "It's a little different than energy pistols." * Vander rolls for Weapons Engineering "Sure." Remember, kids, avoid fruits and nuts. You are what you eat! 18% passed, needed 55% * Ch`Dith winces slightly as if someone yelled in his ear, grins * Chad grins, conjures another clip, and slams it in place of the other one. "All right. Here, take it. Get a good grip." "Actually, just part of People Living Among Plants. * Vander takes the modified gun out to the firing range. +" "Clear way, people! I just modified this sucker!" * Aengaela takes a semi-decent grip on the pistol. * Vander shoulders the turboed C-12, aims down-field at a target, pulls the trigger * Chad glances at Aengie's wings. . o O (Damn. The stand-behind-her-let-me- steady-your-hands bit is gonna be a tad more difficult...) * Anya just keeps grinning. 12 +3 "Here. Let me see..." *alters her grip a tad* "Feel that? The pistol has to be firmly seated, or it'll jerk away." * Will Frowns[tm] at Chad's apparent purpose. Target explodes in a flaming wreck? "Ah... that does seem better." "Vaaaaaander! You killed an innocent target!" * Will looks over at Ch`Dith, eyebrowcocks and nods toward Chad. * Vander gets air-bourne from the recoil? 25 MDC to the target, BTW Van: no recoil on laser weapons * Ch`Dith looks at Will. Tilts his head. Shrugs. ARs: OK Van: Actually, you don't get airborne from the recoil. You do see waves of heat coming from the barrel, however. * Anya jumps up and down on the sideline. "And at the end of one, it's Vander 6, Target nothing!" *Grins* * Chad nods. "You're a natural. Now, you're going to need to brace yourself. THen when you're ready, aim and squeeze the trigger. Be prepared for the kick- it's going to want to push back into your hand, and up." * Vander fires at another target. 19 +3 * Ch`Dith . o O (We may have to discuss his intentions with her with him at some point.) * Aengaela closes her eyes for a moment, then focuses on the target. In her mind's eye, the target shifts into Asmor's face. 26 MDC to the target If that was broadcast, I nod in agreement. Buy, we *really* hate Asmor today, no? :) s/buy/boy/ "And Vander scores again! The crowd goes wild!" "Anya, shut up!" * Vander fire a thrid shot Transmitted to Will, private. 11 +3 * Chad calls over, "Lighten up, Vander!" * Aengaela gently squeezes the trigger, and the kick throws her back into Chad. * Anya ponders this one for a second. "I can't be opened, Vander, so how am I supposed to be shut?" Chad gets a noseful of feathers, and sneezes? ;^) 29 MDC to target * Chad grabs onto Aengie to keep her from falling over. "Woah! You okay?" Oh, great. That Vamp Lord was a Malk. "Yes... watch the hands." Malk? Malkavian. Yeah...huh? * Aengaela stands up, and checks her target. * Vander fires the last shot * Chad pulls his hands back. "Sorry. Didn't want you injured. Can you imagine what Captain Mitchell would *do* to me?" *grin* 2 on strike roll. :P 2 +3 Missed the target "This is for all the money...and the Target scores!" Vander's and Aengie's shots cross, and.... Van: 5 is a hit Commonly known as "Kooks" "Lunatics" "Complete madmen" "The insane" "The only clan with our eyes open!" * Chad doesn't even look at the target. "Now you know what it feels like. See what I mean about recoil?" "Final score, Vander 18, Target 6! Vander wins!" * Evelyn snorts... Malks. 31 MDC to whatever was behind the target Basically, they're all insane. Off the deep end but good. "Yes." Talk to faeries, and usually get answers back. "I'm trying again." Heh, okay...no, just swinging crazily, and having a lot of fun. Wasn't Jo a Malk? ;) "If you want..." *meaningful pause* "I can help brace you. Just until you get the hang of it." *nod* justkidding *ow* Nat20 for strike... bullseye. * Vander fires one more time to see if there's any charge left in the E-Clip Eve: yes *pause again* "You seem to have the hang of it." 6 +3 Target is shredded. * Ch`Dith peers again. "Perfect head shot. Not bad." * Chad flashes the grin again GM: Anything left in the E-Clip? Which she can't see, as she's in front of you. Van: the earthen bunker now has smoke rising from it. That and the e- clip's spent. "Go ahead and try the other nine shots." "And the Targets mock Vander in his attempt to kill another one of their numbers!" * Vander carries the Torbo C-12 back to the motorpool to see what other improvements are needed for the weapon * Ch`Dith steps away a bit, Energy Bolts a couple of targets. * Will chuckles at Anya's commentary. -Torbo +Turbo 10, 15, 5, 16, 17, 17, 10, 13, and 4... last shot goes wild. "Nice run, kid. Only one miss." * Chad nods. "Very nice. A lot of your work with the energy guns is carrying over." "I think I, how you say, have the hang of this." * Anya continues grinning on the sideline. * Vander does Weapons Engineering things to the C-12 9, 12, nat20, 2, 17 Three targets hit, one blasted to cinders, and one miss. "I agree." *grin* 12% Passed * Aengaela turns to Vander. "Do you have a pistol I can use?" He ain't here at the moment. Ars: I'm in the motorpool ah. * Chad conjures another clip and makes the one in the gun go away. "Want another round?" * Aengaela hands Chad the gun. "Maybe another time." "You know, Vander won't put up with those Targets mocking him for much longer. What kind of weaponry do you think he'll bring to the field next?" And why don't we end it here... Sounds good. * Chad nods, slides the clip home, and starts shooting again. * Aengaela plonks her E-clips into the recharger, and heads over to the motor pool. "Excuse me, Mister Took?" * Vander looks up from fine tuning the Turbo C-12 "Yeah, kid?" "We'll find out on the next exciting episode of Vander verses The World!" "Pardon me, sir, but I was wondering about that armor. And possibly a pistol?" * Chad rolls out that clip... * Vander gets Aengaela a pistol from the weapons locker Vander: what model? "Will talked to me about some armor for you. i think i can rig something. And call me Vander." "Yes, sir... er, Vander." Ars: Wilks 20 14, 19, 15, 11, 14, 7, 18, 15, 18, 11, and 12. "I was thinking about an... automatic pistol?" "Lemme see what we've got ." --- End of Game: Target Plinking - Better Than Pepto? --- (and where'd we get Wilk's weaponry? We have CS and REF weapons) *** Chad is now known as Aris_TGD * Aris_TGD boogies to Hourglass Well, that was fun. :) Ars: Oops * Ch`Dith expends the rest of his PPE doing more Energy Blasts. (7 more shots) *** Vander is now known as UpLink *** JRdaGM is now known as J-Rock *** Aengaela is now known as Arsenal * rob` peers Perhaps a Wolf 9mm? 19, 5,5,19,3,4,15 Ars: *nod* *** Anya is now known as katster That was... *very* fun. Heh...that was too much fun. *snicker* "Goblin." >%) Cool *** Evelyn is now known as FeralImp :9 yes. Aengie now has a very intense dislike of our cook. %) Defiled a kitchen! *headshake* Reed and Jalil could care less. Aris: You realize you'll get an RP bonus for that... if nothing else, for making enemies over one meal. JR: Coolness! :) *chuckle* * FeralImp ponders something silly like bringing N'Mor back. ;) heh :) And fred! :) DS: Assuming he survives Riftsanoia. JR: No one will. ;) ah.. ;)