*** Log file opened: 12/26/98 9:22:53 PM Arsenal [tabrock@du127.pal.ptd.net] has joined #rifts KillJoy_ [~KillJoy@athens-2-28.mdm.oco.execpc.com] has joined #rifts 'lo KJ KillJoy_ is now known as Trent Allo UpLink [UpLink@adu114.str.ptd.net] has joined #rifts UpLink is now known as Vander Kasia [smbeaver@p78.utc12.dialup.pao1.flash.net] has joined #rifts OI! I see we're down our "fearless leader" again... 'lo milady, runt Yay! A DSGame RST AND a rifts session all in 1 night! It really was Christmas! :) *chuckle* Van: :) N`Mor [darkside@cz-cblk-150-6-174.cyberzone.net] has joined #rifts Blah.. therewego Oi, longhorn! 'lo Big Guy... Hey, there, cow! N`Mor turns cowlike eyes on you, chews his cud, and moos plaintively Vander unpacks and opens the Inflat-O-Bunker, knowing what must very shortly insue Looks like we're down our "fearless leader" and the Nazi... *HIDE* Trent idly smites Vander When does TAMU start it's spring semester? Ready to start, then? Trent shrugs, predictibly Trent realizes something...BBIAS, I need my dice. BBIAS Need my pumpkin roll :9 Arsenal takes out an M-223, targets Vander, and blows him away with a .50-cal Back OW! ... enh. I need something freezing to rest my poor fingers on. brb :) N`Mor gores Vander with his horns N`M: roll a 3D6 + PS bonus *DODGE* Trent takes out a H&K MSG90, aims through the scope at a spot between Vander's eyes and squeezes the trigger, unleasing a full 20 round clip of 7.62mm NATO sniper loads. Trent: roll to strike + bonuses N`Mor erfs.. PS bonus? :) Kasia conks Van on the head with a Sprite can aimed telikinetically N`M: What's yer strength? i.e. PS 16 + 1 aimed burst Vander: roll to dodge 22 N`M: You get a +7 to damage in H2H Combat 12 +7 Ahh, cool. +1 to dodge BIG critters okay... Vander dodges the laser bolt... 176 -6 gah Trent still wishes PS damage bonuses applied to MD melee weapons. N`Mor breaks his keyboard Ars: That was a slugthrower, BTW. Trent: that'd be rather insignificant... kk [~pirch@203.150.244.124] has joined #rifts hello Oi kk! Okay, then he dodged the hail of bullets.. 'lo kk Ars: Thankyou. (nitpicking, sorry) Allo, kk Ars: We ready to start the session? hi trent I think so... Quick, everyone, act human. No typing with feet or other manipulators. hi Arsenal NM: Aww, do we have to? =( Okay, at the end of the last session, everyone was hitailing it out of the cavern. Vander rather likes typing with his nose hairs bye Arsenal mashes Vander's face on the keyboard... "Like that, runt?" Later kk cya, kk Cya, kk Kasia is relaxing in the jumpseat of Steve's VHT bye every body Okay, the team heads back to town... once there, the GB that was "tagging along" in the cave heads north on his own. Vander gets to his Hog, and gets everything settled into place. The weapons in their racks, and the treasure stuff in his saddle bags Trent is flying towards the town with his jetpack with a bunch of magical stones, IIRC. N`Mor turns cowlike eyes on kk, chews his cud, and moos plaintively Trent: that is correct... three of them. kk [~pirch@203.150.244.124] has quit IRC (Read error to kk[203.150.244.124]: Connection reset by peer) Trent; Yep. You have the Magick Stones You are now all back at the town. The head priest runs up to you. "You're back! Do you have our Stone?" Oi! We got yer rock back fer ye! *to priest* "Yes, we have your stone, and two others." N`Mor leans against his rig, shawing on something green. Kasia climbs down, ignores the priest, and goes to stash her loot in the backseat of her Bug s/s/c/ the priest looks at the Juicer. "Two others?" "This is very bad news." err... make that the trunk. "Oh? How so?" Kasia: the trunk's in the front, y'know. *to preist* "Yeah. There was this wierd lady and an Elf named Fred trying ta kill us and open their own Rift. " Kasia wanders back over to the group. "You don't want the other rocks?" Ars: I know nothing about cars, I just don't want the pile of loot in the backseat. :) "The other Stones must be returned to their rightful owners. We'll take them, and find the owners ourselves." *to Steve* "Say whut?" This was the priest talkin', gang... *to the group, whispering* "Do you think we should trust them with all three?" Malik shrugs. "If'n they want protection, they should join the Coalition rather than trust in magic doohickeys." "Personally, tho, I'll be glad to get those things as far from me as possible." *to Malik* "I dunno. I'd like to study the other two rocks. if they emit power, maybe I can use 'em." N`Mor looks at Malik, and utters little more than a snort. Kasia shrugs. "Magic rocks, whatever. I'm happy with just the loot." Steve looks at Malik quickly before turning back to study the priest. "Well, we *do* have our mission to attend to... this would be an unwanted delay. But..." "You sure you want to mess with mystic power sources, Vander?" Ars: Who was talking? Steve OK *to Steve* "Why not? Power's power." notice it was "Vander" and not "shorty", "runt", or a hundred different variations.. Malik just snorts at this. Ars: OK *to Vander* "To a certain extent, I suppose." Kasia rolls her eyes Steve looks at N`Mor. "What's your opinion, big guy?" Malik looks disgusted at this. "You're asking the animal's opinion?" "He's a person, Malik, not an animal." N`Mor looks at Steve, casting a sidelong glance at the hobbit. "For some reason, I find myself not relishing the thought of the short one studying those.. things. +" *to Malik* "Oi! An' I s'pose you consider me to be th' Prince o' Wales?" Kasia smirks. "The 'animal' has more sense than you, it seems." (to Malik) *chuckle* "I do think that it'd be dangerous to let anyone possess them all." He shrugs. *to N'Mor* "That's true of any power." *to all* There ain't no such thing as 'safe' power." N`Mor turns to Malik. "You call me a animal, the one who hides behind a suit of tin, and pledges himself to the demise of any unlike him? Ha!" "Well, the one stone *does* belong to them," Steve ponders. "I don't suppose it'd hurt to hold onto one of the others." "I think it'd be a good idea to give him back the one that was his. I don't like carrying the rest around with me." Kasia rolls her eyes. "Nanji made desu ka?" How large are the Stones? *to Kasia* "Whu...? " Vander: ever seen _Temple of Doom_? Ars: Yes Kasia smirks at the runt. "When's it over? I meant the argument." think the three Stones of Shiva.. Ars: OK Trent looks strangely at Kasia. "What the hell does that mean?" *to Steve* "Roit, then. I'll keep th' other two for study." Steve turns to the priest, taking one of the Stones from Trent. "I asked 'when is the argument over,' Juicer. Did the chemicals make you deaf?" Trent hands Vander the two extras "Here's your Stone, sir." Trent scowls at Kasia Vander wraps the Stones individually in oil rags, and packs them in his large tool chest in the truck. Kasia looks sweet and innocent back at Trent Steve eyes the sun. "We still have three hours of daylight... I think we can make some more mileage." N`Mor sighs, opening up the door of his rig and rummaging inside. "Pray that the dwarf doesn't blow us all up." Kasia flutters her eyebrows, looking adorable Trent stops scowling already. Kasia then stcks her tongue out and goes to get in her Bug *to N'Mor* "Oi! Who ye callin' a bleedin' Dwarf?!" N`Mor calls back to Steve, "If it is all right with you, I'd like to make one last stop at the store." "Make it quick." MacRae [kurt@rotary932-pri.voicenet.com] has joined #rifts *to Steve* "Roit. Let's roll!" 'lo Malik. :) MacRae is now known as Malik 'lo *to Vander* "By the way, I found a problem with my new helmet in the cave. I was wondering if you could do something about it when you have time." Yay! Our resident Nazi Babysitter has arrived! :) N`M: what're you picking up? Allo, Malik N`Mor nods, grabs some things from his truck, and heads to the store. *to Trent* "Sure. Gimme a looksee." N`M: what're you picking up? Ars: A CEclip and another Magnum CE-clips are rare... they're not available here.. the Magnum is, tho ? :) Ars: ahh. Damn. ;) Ars: Is it possible for me to modify E-clips into CE- clips? Malik OOCly needs to get situated to the situation before he says anything, BTW. ;) *to Vander* "Do you think it'd be possible to kitbash my optics helmet into the GB helmet?" Vander: nope Malik: We're in town, we gave one of the 3 stones back. *to Trent* "I don't see why not." Ars: OK Ars: how much for the .357? *to Vander* "Cool, thanks a lot." Magnum's 5000 pesos. "Does anyone have any eyedrops, Damnit? My eyes still fricking hurt." *to Trent* "If you'll drive the Hog, I can work on it while we roll." Malik: look in the medkit in the truck... Trent *GRINS* at this. "You mean it?" Malik goes to the truck and ruffles around in the back. N`Mor forgot the exchange rate again ;) Malik: ya gotta take yer helmet off, first... 1:100, isn't it? N`M: 10 pesos = $1 *to Trent* "Sure. You showed me you got th' respect fer it. " :) Kasia cleans off her Bug's windshield and checks the gas, the et, and the cetera N`Mor makes a note Malik pulls out some eyedrops and holds them up, he squeezes and the liquid splatters on his helmet's visor. With a grunt, he pulls off the helmet and tries again. Okay, Malik's eyes are feeling better, the vehicles are fueled, and everyone's ready to go. The Quote of the Night hath just been quoted! :) *chuckle* Vander: *I* make that decision, remember? N`Mor drops some gold coins on the merchant's counter, returning to the group, grumbling. Van: :) Vander takes Trent's helmets and climbs into the back of the supply truck, leaving Trent the keys to the Hog. He also take his laser rifle . You guys ready to roll out yet? Ars: I know. But that's the best quote likely to be made tonight :) Malik pulls his helmet back on and snorts. Trent keeps grinning, takes the keys and mounts Vander's Hog. N`Mor loads his second revolver and tuck it into his belt, then clicks the E-Can back into his rifle, climbing into the truck. Kasia starts up the Bug Trent fires up Vander's Hog. Vander: BTW, roll percentile on Electrical Engineer... you need a 51% or better Trent: The Hog is armed with a side-mounted 33mm grenade mortars (incindiary), and a front-mounted machinegun Malik hopes into the truck, throwing in his railgun first. Malik [kurt@rotary932-pri.voicenet.com] has quit IRC (Leaving) hrrm.... That's handy to know. I guess he forgot his SAMAS gear can fly... Ars: 93!!! %D Vander: the optics work. That'll probly be my last good roll all night It's three hours later, and Steve calls a halt to the progression near a river. "We camp here." Vander hops out of the truck, and gives Trent his modified helmet N`Mor slows his rig to a halt, and climbs out *to Trent* How was th' ride?" Trent stops the Hog, parks it and hands Vander the keys. "Thanks for letting me use your Hog." Kasia gets out, starts setting up "I think I'm going to have to get one of those someday. It was a blast." Trent takes his modified helmet, puts it on and tries out the optics. Steve looks at the team. "We really should save the rations for when we're in vampire territory. Can anyone here fish?" *to Trent* "Y'know, if we ever get the chance and a scrapyard full o' parts, i might be persuaded to build ye one. " "I can't fish, but I can cook..." "Okay, Kasia's on cooking detail." *to Kasia* Nah! Leave th' cookin' to th' perfessionals! *I'll* cook." Kasia shrugs, starts setting up the fire Wilderness survival count as fishing? N`Mor shrugs. "I can find edible plantlife." Trent: I think it does. Kasia glares at the hobbit, then sighs. "You do half, runt." *to Kasia* "OK." :) Trent takes off his helmet after finding that the optics work. "Thanks a lot, Vander." "Hey, N`Mor, if you can find some nice herbs, I can make sushi." *to Trent* No prob. "That is, if Trent can catch anything." "I can fish, maybe. Anyone have any explosives?" *grinning* "Raw fish? Blah!" Sergio stands up. "I c'n fish." "Don't knock it 'till you've tried it." N`Mor wanders off into the brush, poking around for munchies. *to Sergio* "Just make sure they ain't brown trout! Heeheehee!* "Go to it then, boys." Trent blinks at Sergio. "Okay, we'll both fish. Just kidding about the explosives." Trent goes over to try his hand at fishing. Sergio pulls some fishing gear from the truck, and sets up by the river Kasia gently shoves Van into the fire before going to see if she has any supplies in her Bug Arsenal drops an anvil on his typoist Any chance I have rice in there? Vander stokes the fire Kasia built, and gets it up to a good heat to let it settle into charcoal. Kasia: You might... "oi! Tha's hot!" N`Mor isn't sure why, but he has the feeling he should throw a heavy rock at the hobbit, for some reason. Trent gets some gear from the truck, sets up by the river and tries to catch something. Ars: It's a good survival food... and it stores nice. Kasia: You find a bowl of rice sitting nice and neat in yer driver's seat. It wasn't there before. Vander looks in the supply truck for butter and spices Kasia grabs rice and a pot, fetches water from the river, purifies it, and starts cooking. Uh, oh. Ars: ... okay. Scratch that. Sergio pulls two bass out of the river. Kasia frowns at the rice, tastes it. + for impurities / etc. the rice tastes like normal... a bit dry. Ars: Should I roll for Wilderness survival? you also "sense" two other thought patterns nearby, almost giggling. Trent: yes Kasia shrugs, cooks it. over or under my 35%? Trent: under.... Err, nevermind. Ars: Anything in the truck? Kasia glances around for the stray thoughts, then goes back to making stuff. Vander: survival rations. Ars: OK Trent rolls 14% Trent: you pull out a bass. Kasia grabs dried seaweed from the trunk, does cookingstyle things Vander goes back to the fire, and starts scaling the fish N`Mor crashes out of the underbrush, carrying a bundle of shrubs. *chopchopwashwashcookcook* "Find anything?" Malik asks. Kasia takes the scaled and cleaned fish, the now cleaned herbs, and rols them into sushi, etc. *scalescalescalemutilatefingercutSWEARCURSEYELLChopchopchop* *chuckle* Kasia glances at N`Mor. "Great. Anything safe for hayumans?" She pauses. "And Hobbits?" *to Vander* "Need some help? I'm good with knives." *to Trent8 Nah. The babe and me have it under control. Thanx" Kasia turns to Vander. "'Babe'?" Sergio pulls a 4th bass out of the river... N`Mor thrusts the bundle of greens in Malik's face. "No, not at all." He trundles over toward Kasia. "These should all be edible by the rest of you." Trent shrugs. "Okay, cool." *goes back to fishin' +* Kasia takes the veggies, cleanes 'em, slices 'em, rolls 'em. Vander gets the 4rth bass ready for cooking, and chops up the greens N'mor brought over N`M: roll percentile... under the 25% just to make sure... 25 %P :) *to N'Mor* "Any wild garlic out there?" some of the veggies are garlic. OK Vander fries up some of the fish in a pan *to Vander* "You need garlic? I have a few spare strings." *to Trent* "Thanx" Trent tosses Vander a few cloves of garlic, goes back to fishing. N`Mor stuffs a few spare heads of fresh garlic in his greens pouch, and presents the bundle of vegitation to Kasia. Kasia does more cooking-style things *muttering* "This is easier with explosives." Vander chops up the garlic, adding it to the fish as it fried in its own juices "Some of these may not be quite to your tastes, but.." He shrugs. btw, Kasia, Vander: you two *will* have to roll for edibility... Kasia pulls out soy sauce, tests one of the sushi rolls with the herbs. "Tasty." Ars: Ahh. *snicker* :) Ars: 50% :) Kasia: roll a percentile when you're done... Kasia finishes Vander is finished Trent gives up on fishing before he ends up tossing a grenade or two into the river. Vander: no, you have to roll a 35% or under What do I need? N`Mor tears a branch from one of the practically whole shrubs, and chews on it. Ars: OK Kasia: Same Ars: 8 Vander: your fried fish is edible. 18% Those suckie rolls come in handy at least once in a while :) Kasia: so's your sushi. :) dinner is served. :) Malik shies away from the sushi, muttering something about "unamerican foods" Trent walks over to where Kasia and Vander are cookin' "So, is it food yet?" N`Mor makes faces at the fisheaters, and is perfectly content with his shrubbery. "It's food, Trent. Dig in." N`Mor hears Malik's idle comment, and snorts. Kasia hands N`Mor a veggie roll. *to Trent* "Yep! Th' best fried bass in th' Shire! And elsewhere." ;) N`Mor takes the roll from Kasia with a curt nod, sniffing at it. Steve laughs at this. "You're too modest, Vander." Trent picks up a sushi roll thing and some of Vander's fried bass. *to Malik* "Then I guess ye wopn't be havin' no BRITISH food neither!" Trent chuckles at Vander between mouthfulls Kasia tries some of the fried fish, nods. "Delicious. Guess the runt is good for something." "Shut up, Shorty. We Americans invented fried fish." Vander samples the sushi with his fried bass. Shows how much Malik knows. >:] Vander gives Malik the Gesture Most Foul +and continues eating N`Mor snickers at Malik further, poking through his backpack. Okay, it is now an hour later... the bellies are full, and everyone that smokes is having one. Trent finishes the food he took initially, compliments the pair of cooks. Vander puffs smoke rings at Mlik +a Kasia leans back and relaxes + trying to get a few looped around his head Assuming it's dark, I am? It is. From the distance, you hear a plaintive howl. Vander builds up the fire a bit more for added light those of you with wilderness skills, roll percentile. Trent sits back, getting increasingly restless. 05% "I hope them ain't Wargs. I hate Wargs." 75 err, any wilderness skill? Vander continues puffing smoke rings Wilderness Survival, preferably... Trent pulls on his helmet. "I think I'm going for a walk. I'm getting restless." Ah. forget that roll then ;) *to Trent* "Want some company?" Trent: better make him put on some armor. Trent ponders for a second or two. "Sure, why not. You might want to get geared up, though." "Roit" *gears* Trent: It was a Coyote howl. N`Mor toys idly with a flame from the fire, yawning. You hear a few more, from the other side of the river, getting closer. Kasia closes her eyes, ponders 'listening' for anything out there. Vander gets his laser rifle from the Hog, is wearing his shotgun (with silver rounds) in his back holster Trent strides over towards the Coyotes, blending in with the night. N`Mor 's ears twitch, hearing the howls. You all faintly hear a voice from Kasia's bug. "Dogs. Big dogs." Vander follows Trent Kasia looks over at her car in surprise. "I didn't know the ass put in a voice system." Ars: Which way's the wind blowing? Trent flips on the night vision system in his helmet, just to be safe or somthing. a second voice from the bug yells out "hide!" in a small tone. N`M: from the river... you're upwind. N`Mor sniffs the air. "This is not good.." Kasia frowns, feeling the 'tickling' of the two small thoughts. "Huh. You know, they may be right..." That would be towards the river, right? Trent: opposite... Wind direction, that is. away from the river. Then, we're downwind. N`M: you smell at least three scents. Trent: *d'oh* Vander listens for any sounds other than what Trent might make or whatever. *shrug* N`Mor climbs up on the roof of his truck, slipping on his MOH goggles. The metal groans under his weight as look across the water. N`Mor whispers, "There are at least three...." N`Mor sniffs again. Trent is probably to the edge of the river by now, methinks. N`M, Trent: you see a quartet of coyotes run into sight, almost silently, and stop at the edge of the river. *whispers to Trent* "So, whattaya think?" Kasia gets up, stretchs, and climbs carefully into her bug, locking it and flipping on the defenses. *whispers back* "Well, they didn't smell the food. This could get interesting." N`Mor unslings his rifle, jumping to the ground heavily. He trudges up to Trent. "You see them?" At once, two of them shift into a humanoid form. Their pallor is ghastly, their eyes are blazing red. And, their fangs are clearly visible. *whispers to Trent* "Remind me ta make meself a set o' them nightgoggles." "Oh. Shit." "BLIMEY! VAMPS!!!" "I share your sentiment." everyone roll to save vs. HF of 12 20-sided Steve rolls a 16 16 Sergio rolls a 2 Ars: 16 9+4 Malik rolls a 19 Trent: 13, right? Trent pulls his MP5SD, which has one of the silver/garlic clips. ars: Ja. N`Mor arghs, forgot what his HF save bonus was N`M: +2 Vander pulls his shotgun out of its holster and makes sure he chambered the silver slugs Trent pauses a moment. "If they're vamps, I don't think they'll be able to come across the river." ah.. 9 then %P Trent still gets out his MP5SD, tho. Kasia shuffles around in her glove compartment, pulls out a length of silver chain and her energy pistol How much damage will this do to a vamp, anyway? the vamps toss a few howls and insults at you. hold on gang... RL's stepping in for a few... Trent flips the bird at them, pulls out his Super Soaker. 'kee. *shouting to vamps* "Yer mother rides a vaccuum cleaner!* N`Mor reads through a backlog.. oh, +3 to save, 10 then, but not much better ;) brb b Vander ponders several Vampire Intellegences vs the Lord of the Deep Vander: On whose home turf? Trent: Nuetral territory Stat for stat Trent wonders how the vamps across the river will react to having good ol' H2O sprayed at 'em. Trent: :) And solid silver shotgun slugs :) Hmm.. damn, I should have had some silver magnum slugs made by now. %) Naw, don't waste the ammo. We might need it. NM: How are you with Super Soakers? N'Mor: You do. i made them in the last town last session Van: Oh. :) Trent: Umm, dunno.. do they fall under WP: Assault Rifle? ;) yes Neat. %) Vander ponders mooning the vamps NM: Anyhoo, sounds like ye won't need it. N`Mor could fry 'em if the river isn't too wide. N`M: they're impervious to fire, unless staked. NM: Actually, I'm not sure you could. Vamps are wierd that way. Ars: btw, you got my stats handy? I didn't make a note as to what my full ISP is before I scratched it down ;P Ars: Oh. Damn. 74 N`Mor porolly sucks with a bow. Vander moons the vamps with his big ol' Hobbutt >:) Hrmm.. N'Mor needs to take a nice long nap sometime soon. %) N`M: you've been resting since they stopped... N'Mor: I'm good with a bow, so I could loan you the shotgun that's enough... Ars: Fully recharged, then? BTW, Tammy says hi. N`M: yes Hi Tammy! Trent waves to the Tammy person N`Mor moos at Tammy Kasia waves to Tammy Trent: Tammy = Ars' GF Vander: Figured as much, I did. Now, we have 2 coyotes and 2 vamps across the river... Sergio's passed out. I don't suppose plasma-based weapons'll do much, either And I'm pants down towards them Nope... Trent has his MP5SD slung and his Super Soaker out, currently. Vander stops mooning the vamps Kasia climbs out of her car, then puts the defenses up Malik looks at Vander. "You're nuts, shrimp." N`Mor looks at the vamps, then his rifle, and grumbles. *to Malik* "Itza job." :) Roll for initiative (except for N`Mor). *Yelling to Vamps* "Hey, mosquitos! You have anything intelligent to say?!?" "Anyone got a gun I could use? I only have this, and I don't think it'll do much." Steve rolls an 18 Aww, I have to sit this one out? %( ;) *to Kasia* How are ye with a bow? Trent rolls a 17 total. Malik turns to Kasia. "Can ya handle an assault rifle?" 17 N`M: no, you just go last. Vander: natural, or with bonuses? Oh.. I'm still scared shitless %) "I dunno. I could try, I guess..." Ars: Natural They're coming across the river?!? (or do they have guns?(nevermind, stupid question)) *to Kasia* "How about a SHOTGUN?" Trent: Natural or bonuses? Ars: Total. 13+4 Trent: nope, and nope They've stopped at the river. Trent tosses Kasia the Super Soaker, unslings the MP5 Vamp #1 rolled a 15, #2 rolled a 3 Kasia looks over the supersoaker, shrugs. 17. natural. Malik rolls a 6, grabs a rifle from the truck. Vander starts singing a pre-Rifts song from the Rock'N'Roll catagory. Something about not taking it. *chuckle* o/~ We're not gonna take it! NO! We ain't gonna take it! o/~ Steve, Vander, Kasia, Trent, Vamp #1, Malik, Vamp #2, N`Mor Steve isn't armed, runs for the supply truck. Vander? Vander punctuate his song with a shotgun blast to Vamp#2's cranium Vander: roll to strike. +1 12 +3 "Boom! Baby, boom!" Vamp rolls a 16 to dodge. Ars: +3 WP: Shotgun the blast goes wild...