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<wider> hi
Kasia_Harnell [smbeaver@p87.utc7.dialup.pao1.flash.net] has joined 
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<GameMaster> hi... gonna be sticking around for our weekly session?
CtrlFreak is now known as Ru`ach_Kadur-Esh
<GameMaster> 'lo Kasia, Ru
Ru`ach_Kadur-Esh hees. The whole thing fit... :)
Kasia_Harnell helps
GameMaster:  *ChanServ* help register 
Kasia_Harnell tosses Ars her origin story?
<Ru`ach_Kadur-Esh> You'se done?!
<Kasia_Harnell> Yeah.
<Ru`ach_Kadur-Esh> :P
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<Ru`ach_Kadur-Esh> Oi, N'Mor
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<Vander> rte
<Vander> -t
<Kasia_Harnell> re
<GameMaster> 'lo N`Mor, Vander
Kasia_Harnell pokes Ars... want teh story?
<GameMaster> Kasia: do you have to ask?
<Kasia_Harnell> the, even
<Kasia_Harnell> I'm just making sure you're ready. ;)
<GameMaster> heh
Ru`ach_Kadur-Esh looks in, grins and says, "'lo, Hobbit," with murder 
in her eyes
Kasia_Harnell: DCC SEND kasia.txt (209.30.97.87)
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<Trent> 'lo, All
<Ru`ach_Kadur-Esh> 'lo Trent
<GameMaster> 'lo Trent
<GameMaster> An instant later, she was rushing to the bathroom, 
offering the remains of her last meal up to the porcelan god.
<GameMaster> *chuckle*
<Kasia_Harnell> :)
<Ru`ach_Kadur-Esh> :)
<Trent> =)
<Kasia_Harnell> That's called mood break to kill the tension. ;)
Vander adds as much Tolkien lore to his origin story as possible. >:)
<Vander> Frogmorton University :)
<GameMaster> His muscles wouldn't obey. His vision swam. Suddenly, 
stabbing pains started just behind his eyes. He screamed, and the gun 
fell from lifeless fingers. Curling into a fetal position on the grimy 
floor, convulsing in agony, the last thing he saw before blackness 
claimed him was the toe of a booted foot swinging at his forehead.
<GameMaster> *ow*
Trent idly finishes translating the 1st page of the Juicer Chronicles 
from his history notebook...great, now only 7 or so more pages for the 
prelude.
<Trent> Hmm...have to agree with ya there.
Kasia_Harnell grinz. :)
<Vander> Ars: Who's origin is that?
<GameMaster> Kas: I liked the one quote in there.  "I'm not a lily, I'm 
a bitch."
Ru`ach_Kadur-Esh idly reads through her new Rifts book
<Kasia_Harnell> Ars: It's not as bad as Sprawlgoyle. ;)
<Kasia_Harnell> Heh, yeah. :)
Vander is now known as VanderTook
Trent is now known as Trent_Harris
<GameMaster> Kasia snorted and reached over to slip the knife into her 
jacket pocket. "I'm not lily of the valley, sensei," she said, "Just an 
orphan you picked up because I was bawling on seven frequencies and you 
were getting a headache."
GameMaster drops an anvil on his typoist
<GameMaster> *chuckle*
<Kasia_Harnell> :)
VanderTook thumbs through his Tolkien manuals looking for more stuff to 
pack in.
Ru`ach_Kadur-Esh tires of a 16 character name. Waaaay too long.
Ru`ach_Kadur-Esh is now known as Ru`ach
<GameMaster> Vander: don't go overboard with it...
<VanderTook> Ars: Roit :)
Kasia_Harnell is now known as Kasia
You are now known as Arsenal
Trent_Harris idly agrees with Ru'ach, wonders why he changed his nick 
in the 1st place.
Trent_Harris is now known as Trent
<Arsenal> Kasia: all in all, I like this story.
<Kasia> Ars: *bow* Domo arigato gozimas. :)
<Arsenal> Kasia never did learn to write Japanese, did she?
<Kasia> Nope... or, if she did, she prolly just learned Hiragana.
<Arsenal> Hiranga == Latin Alphabet Japanese, right?
<Kasia> No, that's Romanji.
<Arsenal> hrrm... her only Literacy skill is in Technobabble
<Kasia> Hiragana is for writing Japanese words, full-length, one 
character/syllable. It's easy to read and write, but looooong.
<Arsenal> kas: ah...
<Kasia> *nod* The problem with Hiragana is that everyone uses Kanji... 
%)
<Arsenal> okay, *now* you've lost me. :)
<Kasia> ... so if she can read/write Hiragana, it wouldn't be too 
useful when dealing with actual Japanese writing. :)
Trent is suddenly reminded of his Wakizashi.
<Kasia> Okay. Actual Japanese writing consistes of Kanji, or 
pictographs, and Hiragana, the characters. For non-Japanese words, you 
use Katakana, which is abbreviated Hiragana, sort of.
<Kasia> When anyone sane writes in Japanese, they use Kanji, because it 
saves time and space. You can cram up to three characters of Hiragana 
into one Kanji. Plus, they're self-explanatory, if you know how to read 
them.
<Arsenal> *nod*
Trent sighs, ponders getting someone to translate the Kanji from his 
Wakizashi's hilt.
<Kasia> So, a normal Japanese manuscript will consist of lots of little 
pictures that are crammed into a small amount of space, and some 
Hiragana. :)
Ru`ach watches Kevin Siembieda add to her ego. :)
<Kasia> Trust me, not knowing Kanji is nearly as bad as not knowing any 
Japanese writing at all. :)
<Arsenal> Ru: oh?
<Ru`ach> The 1 1/2 pgs about how we're playing larger than life and 
extraordinary people...
<Ru`ach> :)
<Arsenal> heheh
<Arsenal> *chuckle*
<Kasia> Ars: I think it's probable that Kasia's picked up *some* 
Hiragana... maybe not enough to sightread without a lot of mistakes, 
not enough to write out the alphabet, but some.
Ru`ach watches it repeat for the who knows what time that the heroes 
are *not* Joe Average. Okay! I got the point!
<Kasia> Ru: *chuckle*
<Trent> Ru: It does that alot.
<Arsenal> actually, the only Joe Average on the team is Sergio. :)
<Ru`ach> :)
<VanderTook> Ars; Vander is Joe Average
<VanderTook> For a 5th Age Hobbit
<Ru`ach> Van: 
<Arsenal> No, he ain't...
<Ru`ach> %)
<Trent> . o O (If Sergio and Vander are average, I fear for Earth)
Ru`ach breaks her keyboard. Twice.
<Arsenal> Vander is definitely *not* Joe Average
<VanderTook> Ars: Trust me. You don't want to go into the west side of 
Hobbiton at midnight :)
<Arsenal> there is no *way* anyone else could be that annoying. >:]
<VanderTook> And has Bree ever gone to the dogs!
<Arsenal> So? Look at south-central L.A.
<VanderTook> And if it weren't for the environmental whackos, Old Man 
Willow would have been cut down years ago so they could put up another 
stripo mall.
<VanderTook> -o
N`Mor disappears into the void <[9:25 AM]:> AutoGone - 20 min  
<[Log:ON]>
<Arsenal> Face it, Vander is not Average...
<VanderTook> Ars; Bah
<Arsenal> there is nobody that annoying.
<VanderTook> :)
<VanderTook> Ars: But I try :)
<Arsenal> Meeth gonna be in tonight?
<VanderTook> Ars: I think so
Arsenal wonders if JR is or not...
<VanderTook> Nagfest? :)
<Arsenal> Nah... he's prolly not on yet...
<Arsenal> and the game will be starting later than usual...
<Ru`ach> in that case... bbiab
Ru`ach is now known as Ru`ach_OOC
<Trent> Ars: How much later?
<Arsenal> Trent: 1/2 hour to an hour...
<Trent> 'kay.  BTW, I realized I forgot to add a baseball bat to my IC 
shopping list.  How much would one of those run me?
<Arsenal> $10
<Arsenal> $35 for a superb-quality one
<Trent> A wooden one?  (You can prolly guess what I intend for the 
thing =) )
<Arsenal> make it $25.
<Trent> 'kay.
<Arsenal> SDC of 50, 2D4 Damage
<Arsenal> +PS bonus
<Trent> Oh, and how many XP did I get last session?
<Arsenal> however, you have no bonuses to strike...
N`Mor waits to see how generous/devious the GM will be with his 
purchase ;)
<Arsenal> hrrmm... Trent: 575.
<Trent> NM: What didja get?
Kasia doesn't know if she got her EXP or not...
<Arsenal> N`M: you'll see. >:]
<Arsenal> Kasia: you did
<Kasia> Okay.
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<Trent> 575?  This was from last session?  (not that I'm complaigning, 
mind you...)
<Arsenal> Trent: yer right... I'm looking at the wrong sheet...
<Arsenal> 275
Arsenal wields his new 100-sided die at *YOU*
<Trent> Whee ha!  I leveled!
<Trent> *ph33r*
<Arsenal> So did Vander and N`Mor. :)
<Arsenal> Steve's close
Kasia didn't...
<Trent> Oh, and with a bat, I do get bonuses to strike, from PP
<Arsenal> No.  that's fall under WP: Blunt, which you don't have...
<Arsenal> your PP strike bonus has already been added into your combat 
bonuses.
<Trent> Oh.  I wasn't counting those.
Arsenal will bbiab...
<VanderTook> Ars: What're the changes I need to make to my charsheet 
for leveling up?
<Trent> Vander: add to skill %'s, and various other skill stuff.
Ru`ach_OOC is now known as Ru`ach
<VanderTook> Trent: But how much?
<Trent> Also, add 1d6 to HP.
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<NickM> Moo.
You are now known as Arsenal_AFK
<Kasia> Ay, NM
<Trent> Vander: Depends on the skill.
<Trent> 'lo, NM
<VanderTook> Trent; OK
<Arsenal_AFK> Vander: I'll send you the sheet when I get back... all 
you have to do is update your HP
<Ru`ach> 'lo NM
NickM hrms.
<Trent> NM: We won't be starting for a while.
<NickM> "Ru`ach" almost sounds like a Klink name .. ;)
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<Ch`Dith> moo
<N`Mor> Naw, Rommie
<Kasia> Ay, Dwagon
<NickM> KJ: I know. 'Bout an hour is what Ars said.
<Trent> 'lo, Ch'D.
<NickM> DS: Naw, Klink. Sounds like something's getting hocked up :)
<NickM> 'lo dwagon.
<Kasia> NM: Hebrew - close enough. ;)
<NickM> Aris: Heh :)
NickM changes topic to "WOOHOO! THE CHANNEL'S NOT +t AND I CAN CHANGE 
THE TOPIC!!! ;)"
Trent winces at his charsheet....+11 to dodge.
<Ru`ach> :)
NickM doesn't know whether that's munch or pitiful ;)
<Kasia> NM: Munch.
<NickM> Ahh.
<Kasia> :)
<Kasia> (At least, I think so... that's a d20) :)
<Trent> NM: UberMunch.
NickM chuckles.
<Trent> 'course, I'm a drug enhanced superwarrior.  And I'll be dead in 
5-7 years.
<Kasia> Trent: Awww.
Kasia boogies to Oh What a Circus
VanderTook changes topic to "Tastes like chicken to me."
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<VanderTook> Baa kat
<VanderTook> oops. Oi!
<bonfire> moo.
<Trent> 'lo, kats.
<bonfire> yallow.
<Ru`ach> 'lo Kat
Ch`Dith looks up, hunger in 'is eyes... Did I hear food?
<Trent> Not unless you like fillet o' Hobbit.
<Kasia> Heyhey, kat!
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<VanderTook> Oi, Steve
<Trent> 'lo, JR
<Ch`Dith> Hail, Glorious Leader[tm]
J-Rock is now known as SteveMTypin
<Ru`ach> 'lo Oh, Fearless Leader
<SteveMTypin> all hail
<Kasia> JR: You have about a zillion letters for nicks on this server, 
remember?
<Kasia> :)
Trent bows down before Steve.
<SteveMTypin> Kasia: I just noticed.
Kasia boweth not... would wreck her image. ;)
<Ru`ach> :)
Trent was just doing it because of the bad reference to another 
Trent...not that anyone got that.
NickM is now known as NickM_Has_A_Long_Fscking_Nick_
<Kasia> Ahh. Nope. :)
<NickM_Has_A_Long_Fscking_Nick_> Bah.
<VanderTook> Skidding into the last parking spot in front of the Inn, 
Vander stuck his tongue out at a car full of Sackville-Bagginses who 
had been jockeying for it.
<VanderTook> :)
<SteveMTypin> Trent: NIN, "Head Like A Hole"
<Ch`Dith> Kas: .. not to mention those tight jeans?
<Ch`Dith> *ducks*
NickM_Has_A_Long_Fscking_Nick_ is now known as NickM
<Trent> Steve: Okay, you got it.
Kasia hurts the dwagon painfully
<Ch`Dith> Ow.
<SteveMTypin> o/~ Bow down before the one you serve... o/~
<VanderTook> Steve: "Know you're roll!"?
<Ch`Dith> *KA-CHUNDERRRRRRR* Right, it's 4 AM
<VanderTook> BBL folx
<SteveMTypin> Van: Do you smell what the Hovertanker is cookin'?
Trent clears his throat. We hurt the Hobbit here, not the dwagon.
<Kasia> Trent: Enh, that's for later. ;)
<VanderTook> Steve: I don't keep your Plow's engine *that* clean. :)
<Trent> Yeah, I suppose.
<SteveMTypin> Van: of course not
<VanderTook> Heh. All we need is Raenar and Malik :)
SteveMTypin looks back... I imagined Kasia's more the hot pants / short 
skirt type?
VanderTook wonders if Rae's actually going to participate this time
<SteveMTypin> *runs*
<VanderTook> Michel Delving Community College :)
Ru`ach 's dad called to say have fun. :)
Kasia pouts @ Steve. :P
<Ch`Dith> Vander: Yeah, right.
<SteveMTypin> Kas: j/k
<Kasia> :)
<VanderTook> Ch'D: It's better than Longbottom Vo-Tech :)
<SteveMTypin> Kas: I guess we iron out such stuff later.
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<VanderTook> Oi, Rae
<Raenar> hey all
<Ru`ach> 'lo Rae
<Raenar> Sorry I'm late
Ch`Dith turns reptilian eyes on Raenar , rips some meat off a cow's 
carcass, and roars plaintively
Kasia is prolly gonna go on a clothes shopping expedition asap...
<Trent> Heh, speak of the Belf.
<VanderTook> Rae: Ars'll be in a bit late. He had to go pick up Tammy
<Kasia> Rae: You're not late. Yet. ;)
SteveMTypin turns redcap-like eyes on Raenar , eats a whole tray of 
hamburgers (including the tray), and burps flatuently. "Ekskoose me."
Raenar starts a fire and makes barbequed steaks
<Ch`Dith> Tammy? 
VanderTook whacks somebody in the shins with a monkey wrench, yells," 
Monkey WRENCH! It's a tool! Not and activity!".
<VanderTook> Ch'D: Ars' gf
<VanderTook> -d
Ch`Dith slices steaks offa the runt's butt, barbecues 'em
Trent rubs his shins, pulls out his brand new Louisville Slugger. 
"Don't do that, dammit."
<bonfire> Ooh ooh, can I have some?
VanderTook hides. "Oops!" :)
Raenar grabs his shin. "ouch! that hurt!!!" grabs Vanertook and 
throughs him the northern Canada.
<VanderTook> "throughs"?
Ru`ach strips Vander, drowns him in chocolate syrup, lets him 
suffocate, puts whipped cream and a cherry on the top, wraps him, and 
sells him.
Trent shudders. "I wouldn't eat that if you paid ME."
<VanderTook> Ru: Just don't let any Shadows near me :)
<Raenar> "Vandertook: don't hit me ion the shins. I hate that"
Kasia KILLS VANDER TOOK! BAD THINK!
<Kasia> %P
<Ru`ach> Kasia: cue the Shadow creature
Raenar casts a shadow of a doggie on Vander.
Kasia whaps herself on the head
Ru`ach shudders at the thought of Vander naked. :)
<Kasia> BAD THINK!
Kasia whaps herself on the head
<VanderTook> Rae: Wrong Shadow
<Kasia> BAD THINK!
Kasia whaps herself on the head
<Kasia> BAD THINK!
<Kasia> %(
<VanderTook> Kasia: :)
Kasia 's head explodes ~~~~~%(
<VanderTook> Rae: Babylon 5 Shadoes
<VanderTook> -e +w
<Raenar> oh. Don't watch B5
<VanderTook> Rae: You missed a good showe
Kasia kills Rae. Do so.
<VanderTook> -e
VanderTook foodgets
Trent idly wonders how badly he could dent up the belf with his 
slugger, decides to try.
<Trent> "WATCH!" *CLANG* "BABYLON" *WHANG* "FIVE!!!" *WHAM*
Trent looks at his baseball bat, sees it still in one piece. Good 
quality, that. =)
<SteveMTypin> Sweet merciful crap, the Wing Commander movie sucks
Kasia hmms, wonders if she's subjected Trent to her fanfic yet.... I 
know you got the Broken story... :)
You are now known as Arsenal
<Trent> Kasia: No, you haven't yet.
<Arsenal> 're all
<Raenar> hey ars
<Trent> 're, Ars
Ch`Dith turns reptilian eyes on Ars, rips some meat off a cow's 
carcass, and roars plaintively
<Raenar> brb
<Kasia> Trent: Ahh. Go to my page when you have a free moment and read 
That Morden Story. :)
Arsenal looks at the userlist... we're missing the Nazi
<Arsenal> brb
<Kasia> Ars: When are we *not*
<Kasia> ?
<Trent> 'kay/
You are now known as Zafira
<Trent> -/ +.
Trent slashes his typist with his Wakizashi, tosses him on his gigantic 
pile of dead typists. (Damn, I love this sword!)
<SteveMTypin> hey ArsGF
<Zafira> hi guys what's up/
Kasia waves
bonfire ghosts in the corner, sits down to watch.
<Trent> Allo.  Not much, yet.
<Ch`Dith> Kas: Two weeks ago?
Ch`Dith greeteth Zaf
You are now known as Arsenal
<Kasia> ChD: Hmm?
<Raenar> hey Zafira
<Arsenal> Okay.. let the Vander-Bashing commence!
<Raenar> oops too late
<Kasia> Woohoo!
<Ch`Dith> Kas: Last session we played with a full cast, remember?
<Kasia> Ahhh.
<Kasia> :)
<Kasia> Oh, yeah... that was scary. %)
<Ch`Dith> HOBBIT-BASHIN'! *pounceleap*
Trent wails on the hobbit with his slugger, breaking quite a few ribs. 
All of 'em, prolly.
<NickM> Let the poweridling commence!
NickM is away [TE/09:21PM] - *poweridle* - [l/OFF]
<VanderTook> re
<Arsenal> I think Malik will show tonight... prolly in 10-40 minutes
Kasia ties Van down to the hood of her Bug and starts Chinese-Water-
Torturing him with her squirtgun
<N`Mor> kick him in teh head over there
SteveMTypin prepares a bubbling cauldron of caramel for some strange 
reason
Raenar sends the hobbit down the "n
Raenar smacks typist
Trent winds up and punts Vander over to N'Mor. He's prolly unconcious 
now, tho.
Raenar murderizes his Typist.... Very messily.
SteveMTypin next finds a nice thick length of wood.
VanderTook gets ouchified
Raenar sends the hobbit down the "Nature trail to Hell"->Yankovich. 
"Have fun!!"
<VanderTook> o_O
Kasia gets out her throwing knives :9
Trent stops to see what Steve's doin'.
Kasia starts practicing.
SteveMTypin then lashes the hobbit to the wood, and drags the mess over 
to the bubbling cauldron of hot caramel.
<Kasia> *THUNK*
<Kasia> *THUNK*
<Kasia> *THUNK*
<Kasia> *THUNK*
<Kasia> *THUNK*
Kasia retrieves her knives and helps Steve
<Trent> "Can I perform surgery on him next?"  *brandishes chainsaw*
<bonfire> ow
<SteveMTypin> Anyone for candy-apple hobbit?
<VanderTook> bonfire: Be afraid. Be very afraid. I am.
Raenar wants chocolate covered hobbit toes.
<Trent> He's too big for one person...let me help split 'im up.
Ru`ach grabs a chocolate orange. Makes it go *thunk*... on Van's head.
<SteveMTypin> We need to dunk him before you start cutting... now 
someone gimme a hand with the stick.
<VanderTook> Can we go to the game now? Please?
<Trent> Okay, I'll help. 
<Ru`ach> Van: no.
Kasia helps Steve impale Vander. :9
VanderTook P|-|33RZ
Raenar shoves a scuer<sp> through the hobbit and makes roasted hobbit.
<VanderTook> Rae: "skewer
<VanderTook> "
<Raenar> thanx
<Ch`Dith> Hmm... Vander-Cue... }8=9
<Kasia> Rae: It's skewer, and we've already dibsed on the skewering.
Raenar gets a dictionary
Trent brandishes his baseball bat..."Will this do for a stick?"
SteveMTypin helps Kasia dunk the hobbit into the caramel. Head first.
<SteveMTypin> :9
<Kasia> :9
VanderTook starts eating the caramel. FAST
<Arsenal> mm... hobbit :9
<Trent> "Steve, that caramel doesn't look hot enough."  *pulls out a 
few plasma grenades*
N`Mor raises his hand to the sky. Flames swirl from the ground around 
him, encircling him in a tornado of fire which soon obscures his form. 
Suddenly, the flames begin to draw in, as if a vacuum opened in their 
center.
N`Mor strains with concentration as the wrath of the flames is 
compressed between him palms, growing in intensity as his mind crushes 
the force into a tiny, white-hot mass.
N`Mor slams his fist into the ground, erupting a searing blast that 
expands outward, incinerating anything and everything in its path!
<VanderTook> *_*
N`Mor goes comatose.
Kasia dieth, revives
<Trent> N'M: Schiesse, did you have to do that?  ;)
<N`Mor> Sure
<Trent> Oh, okay then.
<Kasia> "I'm not dead... I'm *un*dead!"
<Kasia> :)
<VanderTook> Kasia: You're the one with un? :)
<Ru`ach> Kasia: No! BAD THOUGHT! BAD, BAD THOUGHT!
Kasia snickers @ Ru :)
SteveMTypin is now known as SteveKane
<Arsenal> Okay... are we ready yet?
<VanderTook> Ars: I hope so. :)
<Raenar> Kasia: What did I doo
<Ru`ach> Ars: da
<Raenar> -o
<Ch`Dith> Ars: *nod*
<Trent> Ars: Ja.
<SteveKane> *holds voicebox to neck* Did you have to roast everybody 
else along with the hobbit, Bevo?
<Kasia> Ars: Oh, fine. If we *have* to. ;)
<Arsenal> *chuckle*
SteveKane shakes off his Big Red Machine costume.
<VanderTook> Zooty! Zoot, zoot!
SteveKane is now known as SteveM
<Ru`ach> Van: no.
<Arsenal> Okay... Now, N`Mor was in a blade shop, looking at a sword.
<N`Mor> Yes, yes he was.
<VanderTook> Ars: Need the stuff for leveling up
<N`Mor> brb %P
Ch`Dith was dozing fitfully in the warehouse, slowly waking up but 
nowhere near consciousness yet
<Trent> Ars: A sword covered in runes written in dragonese?
Trent was looking at somekinda wierd hoverbike.
Kasia was out with the guys staring at the weird hoverbike, I think
SteveM was looking over an odd hovercycle with Trent and the rest.
Ru`ach knows not where she was.
<Trent> Ru: I think you were outside with us.
<Arsenal> the sword is made of a silvery metal, ornamented with 
mysterious runes from hilt to tip.
<Trent> Ars: Yeah....why does this scare me?
<Arsenal> for some reason, you feel it pulling at you.
<VanderTook> Ars: That sword isn't Grayswandir, is it?
N`Mor <ooc> shrugs, don't forget the cowskull detailing. ;)
Arsenal hits the hobbit.  No tolkien references.
Ch`Dith <OOC> notes that the Nazi just made an entrance.
<Kasia> Ars: Not a Tolkein ref. :P
<VanderTook> <OOC> Ars: That wasn't Tolkien :)=
<Trent> Ch'D: Punt 'em over here.
<Arsenal> anyways, no it is not.
<Kasia> <OOC> That's a Zelazny ref.
<Arsenal> and the one end of the hilt appears to be a cow's skull.
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N`Mor returns from the void <[VoiD]>
<VanderTook> Oi, Malik
<Raenar> hey malik
<Malik> *wave*
Ru`ach waves
<Arsenal> 'lo Malik
<Trent> Greets, skullboy.
<VanderTook> <OOC> Yay. Full crew tonight. :)
<Arsenal> again
<Arsenal> :)
<Kasia> :)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Twice in a row, even. Anyone else getting chilly feet?
<Raenar> ?me is scared now.
<Raenar> oops
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Ch: yeah.
N`Mor stares long and hard at the blade, feeling a strange compulsion. 
He asks of the shopowner, "How much for that blade, the one with the 
grotesque artwork?" He gestures at the huge, ornate blade on the wall.
<VanderTook> Ch'D: <OOC> Hobbits do, but only on cold nights. :)
Ch`Dith <OOC> maims Van
<Ru`ach> <OOC> ...but that's because I have no socks on. brb
<Malik> <OOC> So, what's the setting?
SteveM <OOC> helps the dwagin
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Where we left off two weeks ago
<Trent> Van: Or when dunked into liquid nitrogen.  >:]
<Ru`ach> b
<Raenar> <OOC> Malika sword shop.
<Arsenal> "$500"
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> dwagon, please. 
<Trent> Mal: Well, N'Mor's in the sword shop, at least.  yer prolly at 
the hotel.
<N`Mor> <ooc> $500? *boggle* Generous tonight, I see. ;)
SteveM thinks Ru'ach is with the rest of the crew, AFAIK
<Arsenal> N`M: Nah... normal claymore runs $300
<Ru`ach> Steve: *shrug* okee
Raenar decides to go around town. See what there is to buy.
VanderTook looks the hoverbike over, noting all the unfamiliar tech
N`Mor blinks. "A fine piece for such a price." He feels that he'd pay 
almost anything for it, strangely. He fumbles for his purse.
<SteveM> "What do you make of this, Van?"
Malik leaves the hotel and begins to wander around town aimlessly.
Kasia spares another glance at the bike, then turns to Steve. "I'm 
going shopping. I desperately need some more clothes. Catch you soon?"
<VanderTook> <to Steve> "I haven't the foggiest idea. It's a real piece 
o' work, though."
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "Sure. You may wanna take along a comm in case I 
need to reach you in a hurry."
<Kasia> "Okay."
Kasia grabs a communicator, goes to waste cash
VanderTook pulls out his portable recorder and starts taking notes
Trent hmms. "It ain't mine, and I don't see a for sale sticker. You 
guys let me know if you figure something out about it; I'm going to 
check the gear I packed into my bike."
<Arsenal> Make the shopping quick, gang
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Kas: *spend*, not waste.
Trent wanders over to his Tarantula, checks his gear.
SteveM finishes loading his silver bullets in the Plow.
VanderTook starts taking as many angel shots of the hoverbike as he can
Kasia shops quick; grabs a few blouses and some slacks/jeans. In brickt 
colors, of course, but no neon plaid. *shiver*
Raenar sees a gun store. Desides to go in.
<Arsenal> N`M: find yer purse yet?
<VanderTook> "Blimey! Would I like ta tear this baeut apart!"
N`Mor smirks as the shopowner attempts to handle the sword rather 
ackwardly. He retrieves his purse, and drops a pile of coin on the 
counter, and takes the weapon.
<N`Mor> "Does this include a sheath, or scabbard?"
SteveM sees Raenar heading into the gun store, resolves to have a talk 
with him later.
<Trent> <ooc> I wonder if N'Mor can actually use that thing 
effectively.  *shrug* time'll tell.
<Arsenal> "the previous owner sold it as is."
Ru`ach <OOC> idly wonders if anyone's holding her
Kasia heads back runs into the hotel to change, comes out in a scarlet 
blouse and black jeans.
Raenar see Steve. Wonders what's up?
N`Mor grunts. "Very well then."
Malik passes Steve in the street, turns around and starts to follow 
him.
SteveM shrugs and shuts the cargo hatch.
<Trent> Ru: Just the fact that we're (meaning I'm)  paying you 
exorbinantly...
<Arsenal> Rae: no, you do not... Steve did not enter the store with 
you.
<Malik> *to Steve* "..Where is everybody, anyway?"
<SteveM> Rae <OCC> this is later...
N`Mor takes the sword and wanders out.
VanderTook puts away the recorder, and makes sure all his gear is 
secured on the Hog
Kasia tosses the rest of the clothing into the Bug
Malik watches everyone go away again, shrugs, and goes back to 
wandering.
<N`Mor> <ooc> Trent: Bah, I have WP: Sword, I'm at least competent. ;)
Raenar looks around at the guns. "Is anyone here?"
<SteveM> *to Malik* "Vander is, well, where you see him. The new guy 
ducked into a gun store, Trent and Kasia are off securing stuff, and I 
have no idea where N'Mor is."
<VanderTook> <calls to Steve over the radio> "Oi, cheif! I'm gonna go 
have a look at s'more stuff I found that might help with the blood 
suckers!"
<N`Mor> <ooc> guess it depends on the sword's mood. %)
<SteveM> *to Vander* "Yeah... what'd you find?"
Trent <ooc> shudders. I prefer technology over magick any day.
<bonfire> <ooc>hmm...we're going to Mexico to fight leeches?
<Kasia> kat: <ooc> Vampires.
<Malik> *to Steve* "Bah."
<Trent> kats: Yeah, eventually.
<VanderTook> <to Steve> Found some guy selling stuff from Lazlo. Some 
of it looked like it'd hurt a vamp bad."
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<VanderTook> Oi, goate
Ru`ach waves
<gOaTe> 'member me?
<SteveM> Baa goate
<Raenar> hey goate
Malik waves at goate
<Ch`Dith> Umm... no?
<gOaTe> :)
<Arsenal> Raoul comes out of the hotel, sees the crowd around his bike.  
"Nice piece of work, ain't she?"
SteveM blinks. "This is YOUR bike, Raoul?"
Trent looks up from the Tarantula. "This is yours?"
Raenar doesn't see anyone in the store . Desides to take a closer look 
at some weapons.
<SteveM> *to Trent, muttered* "Jinx."
<Arsenal> "Yeah.  Another treasure from where the gun came from.  Can't 
see no power source, tho."
<Trent> Well, that rather.
VanderTook heads back to the store where he found the Rain and Daylight 
Flares
N`Mor <ooc> looks up. Trent: tech isn't exactly effective where we're 
going. ;)
<Arsenal> "I don't think it's a TW jig."
Trent <ooc> brandishes his Louisville Slugger and MP-5SD loaded with 
silver rounds. Sure it is. =)
<SteveM> "Didn't think it was... more like something that fell through 
a rift."
<Trent> oh, and supersoaker.  Can't forget the supersoaker.
<Arsenal> *chuckle*
Ru`ach <OOC> hees
<SteveM> <OOC> It's the Supersoaker of Doom!
<Trent> "By the way, Steve, where did Ru'ach wander off to?"
VanderTook <OOC> eyes his shotgun and silver rounds
Trent <ooc> sprays Steve in the face with it. Damn right. =)
N`Mor trundles down the road, bearing a fhuge sword, carved with ornate 
runes, and bearing a cowskull fetish.
<Malik> *to Steve* ".. well, are we ever going to finish what we set 
out to do, and frag some vamps, or has this become an extended leave?"
<SteveM> "I don't know, I thought you were watching her!"
Kasia manages to get back in range for that last comment. "What?!"
<Trent> "I went shopping!"
<Arsenal> "We ready to roll?" Raoul asks.  "Cause I want to get there 
before the bloodsuckers wake up."
<SteveM> "Great."
Kasia plants her hands on her hips and stares between the two. "You let 
that.... that baka no dorobo wander off?"
<SteveM> "As soon as we find Ru'ach, we're outta here."
Trent curses under his breath. "You get the dragon, I'll find Ru'ach."
Ch`Dith yawns, opens his eyes and looks around.
Raenar walks out of store carrying some more e-clips
Kasia grabs Trent's shoulder(not an easy feat!) "I'm coming with you."
Malik snorts. "This whole thing has become a freak review."
<Ru`ach> Ars: where did they stash my bike?
<Arsenal> Ru: it's there in front of the hotel with all the others.
N`Mor <ooc> hrmms, wonders if Ru'ach can see the aura eminating from 
the sword. %)
<Trent> "All right, fine.  Try and keep up."  *runs into hotel*
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<Raenar> hey DW
<Arsenal> 'lo DW
<Trent> 'lo, DW
<Ru`ach> <OOC> NM: da, if I try
Kasia growls something under her breath and tries to keep up
Ru`ach waves
<Kasia> Ay, DW
Ch`Dith <OOC> roars @DAn
<Dan_Wood> <OOC> Hey-hey-hey! :)
<N`Mor> <ooc> I thought magictypes just kinda saw auras naturally
<NickM> 'lo DW
<SteveM> *to Malik* "Think of it as par for the course."
<Arsenal> N`M: some can, some can't.
VanderTook buys 2 more Daylight Flares and 1 more Storm Flare
SteveM takes the Plow off to Ch'Dith's temporary digs.
<Arsenal> Mystics can, Line Walkers can't.
<Dan_Wood> (ooc) N'Mor: Not all can.
Kasia opens up her mind to see if she can sense Ru. Again.
Ru`ach <OOC> looks through the book. Wishes she was a TW. :P
<Arsenal> Kasia: she's lurking around...
VanderTook mental screams," Get outta my mind, babe!"
<Malik> *to Steve* "I still don't trust any of 'em not to kill us, take 
our equipment, and make it look like an accident."
Trent stops running as he sees Kasia stop. "Schiesse, I forgot you 
could do that, Kasia. Sorry."
<Dan_Wood> "You have reached Ru's Mental Answering Service; if it's an 
emergency, hang up and dial 911."
Ru`ach heads for the hotel to grab her staff and her bike.
Kasia thwaps Van with a teekbolt and tries to hone in on Ru.
<Arsenal> Kas: you see her coming around the corner.
<Ru`ach> <OOC> DW: %)
<SteveM> *to Malik* "Look at this way: I'm Confidence, you're Paranoia, 
and you've been doing a good job in not getting any of us killed."
<Kasia> "'Sokay. I don't - she's around here somewhere."
<Kasia> "There!"
N`Mor gets to where everyone should be, sees that they aren't and looks 
quite confused.
VanderTook returns to the group and stashes his stuff in the Hog's 
saddlebags
<Dan_Wood> N'Mor: A novel look? :)
<Trent> "Ah, good.  Ru'ach, ready to leave?"
Raenar walks out into the street.
Kasia glares at Ru, but manages not to launch herself at the Line-
Walker with intent of ripping her to shreds.
<Ru`ach> "No. I need my stuff."
Ch`Dith <OOC> notes that Malik's the one who's usually considering 
killing the others...
SteveM gets to the warehouse and hops out of the Plow to knock on the 
door.
<Arsenal> Ch: yeah. :)
Malik shrugs. "Paranoia, eh? Well, as long as I still get to shoot 
something, it's fine by me."
<Dan_Wood> Time to play in traffic! Ooh, playing chicken with a 
skullwalker? Fun!
<SteveM> *to Malik* "Just save it for the vamps, ok?"
Ru`ach glares back at the gaishou des.
Trent sighs. "Get it, please. I'd like to leave this city before they 
figure out something else to arrest me for."
Ch`Dith replies, "The door is not locked, Dragon Heart.
<Ch`Dith> "
<VanderTook> <OOC> DW: That's my line :)
<SteveM> "Good thing, because we're fixing to roll right now."
Kasia turns on her heel and goes to wait by her Bug
<Malik> *to Steve* "It's tempting, but it's not my job to kill the 
filth, and I doubt I'd get a bonus for it, so I'll just stick to the 
vamps."
<Dan_Wood> Trent: *taptap* You're loitering, please come with me.
Ru`ach runs into the hotel room, grabs her staff. Comes back out, gets 
on the bike. "Ready to go."
VanderTook starts the Hog and waits for Steve to get back
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Trent walks back to his bike, fires it up.
N`Mor is oocly lost as to where everyone is. %)
<Trent> DW: Well, I did use to live here.  =)
VanderTook looks over to Trent, gives hima thumbs-up.
<Ch`Dith> * The door opens, and the individual who turned into a dragon 
the other night walks out.
<SteveM> *shows his comm to Ch'Dith and shrugs* "The natives are 
getting restless."
<Trent> N'M: By the hotel, waiting for everyone.
Raenar goes up to the room. Packs his stuff and loads his hummer.
<Arsenal> Steve and Malik are with Ch'Dith, and the others are in front 
of the hotel
<Dan_Wood> COMMMMMMM!
Ch`Dith nods. Then let us not keep them waiting.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Dan: *thwap* No.
Ch`Dith <OOC> tacks some ""s on that.
<Kasia> <OOC> Just a sec... is my Bug toatled or something?
SteveM hops back in the driver's seat, invites Ch'Dith to take a 
handhold somewhere, and eases out slowly back to the hotel
<Trent> Kas: Nope.
<VanderTook> <OOC> Someone's actually MiSTing the session? %)
<Kasia> <OOC> I didn't think so, but...
Ch`Dith hops on, holds on.
<Arsenal> Kasia: nope
Malik decides to ride with Steve and Ch`Dith.
<Trent> <ooc> Why, do you want someone to?  0_=)
<Malik> *to Ch`Dith* "Well, you're looking a lot different today.. did 
you get a haircut?"
<Arsenal> Malik: you ain't in yer SAMAS gear?
<Dan_Wood> "Nobody will be admitted during the rivetting Pulling Out Of 
The Parkinglot Scene."
<VanderTook> <OOC> Trent: DW already is :)
N`Mor @whaps DW
<Trent> Van: I was talking to Kasia.
<Malik> <OOC> Ars: Ohyeah.. duh. ;)
Ru`ach hrlps NM?
Raenar fires up the hummer and backs up to the hotel. "Who needs a 
lift?"
<Kasia> Trent <OOC>: Okay, then... no. :)
SteveM arrives about this time... "All right, who
N`Mor leans against his truck, standing the sword tipfirst into the 
soil. He opens the door and digs around for something.
<SteveM> "All right, who's riding where?"
<Dan_Wood> Raenar: Roll your driving skill, make sure you didn't back 
into the hotel.
<Dan_Wood> :)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Dan: <OOC> please.
<VanderTook> DW: <OOC> No. That's only for when I'M SHOOTING AT 
SOMETHING :)
<Trent> *shouting at Raenar* "Nobody, we all have our own rides!  Get 
that large road hogging POS away from me!"
Arsenal ponders making the channel +m, with DW the only one -v
<Raenar> <OOC> Driving skill?
Kasia <OOC> helps Ars
<Arsenal> Rae: Pilot: Auto or Pilot: Truck
Trent really helps Ars and Kasia. At least the other pair of spectators 
are quiet.
VanderTook kills his capslock
<Dan_Wood> [OOC] Bah, buncha wusses. I had to rpg in front of a live 
audience. :P
Malik jumps up, and the jets kick in.. Malik follows just behind (and 
above) Steve and Ch`Dith.
<Raenar> Pilot: Hovercraft (60%)
<Raenar>    Pilot: Tank & APC (41%)
<VanderTook> <OOC> Rae: He wasn't serious
Kasia follows. Let's go!
<SteveM> *to Ch'Dith* "Where are you riding?"
<Trent> Ars: Are  we all here yet?  Can we leave now?
VanderTook <OOC> *thwap*s Rae with a Clue-by-Four
N`Mor pulls a tattered blanket from his truck, and a good length of 
rope. He fashions a crude scabbard for his sword.
<SteveM> <OOC> Yes.... we're all here..
<Dan_Wood> [OOC] <Steve> On the roof, why?
<Ch`Dith> *looks at Steve* "I'll hold on here until we are out of sight 
from the town. I cannot maintain this form for long amounts of time."
<SteveM> *to N'Mor* "That's an... interesting new toy you found there."
<Arsenal> yes, yer all in the vehicles... Sergio's actually sober, and 
driving the supply truck
VanderTook looks at the Dragon-man, and can't help thinking," Sheez! 
Trent an' me probly look like rollerskates for him!"
<Raenar> "Ok. Let's get rolling."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Van: I
<Arsenal> Raoul slides his hovercycle over to Steve's VHT.  "Let's 
roll!"
<SteveM> *to Ch'Dith* "Fair enough, give me fair warning when you're 
gonna monster out (no offense). Our minder decided he's gonna mind."
Trent picks up his radio. "I'm leaving no, lets go."
<SteveM> *to Raoul* "Lead on, then!"
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Van: I look basically human right now.. 6 foot tall, 
long coat, no wings.
VanderTook takes up his customary position behind the supply truck
<Ch`Dith> "I will."
Ru`ach follows behind.
<Arsenal> Raoul takes the lead this time, leading the way.
Kasia swings into a position *behind* Ru.
Raenar desides to take the rear
Malik increses the main jets and passes over the group, settling into 
the lead position.
Trent gooses the throttle, pops his front wheel in the air, and follors 
Raoul.
N`Mor <ooc> ponders spamming with the sketch of the sword. %)
N`Mor tosses the sword into his rig and brings up the rear
<SteveM> *radioed to Raoul* "Coordinate your directions with Sgt. Malik 
over there."
<Arsenal> "Just head due south..."
<Trent> . o O (By the way, Ch'Dith?  Those snippets you keep 
saying....are you creating them or quoting them?"
SteveM <OOC> cranks "Immigrant Song", ponders this as a MalikTheme
<Trent> -" +)
Malik flips over, and reorients himself towards the south.
Raenar can't sit back here and passes everyone on the sidewalk.
Ch`Dith . o O (Quoting.... From what you would call a dream.)
<Arsenal> Rae: what sidewalk.
<Raenar> never mind
Ru`ach hums "Sloop John B."
Arsenal pops in Rush: _A Farewell to Kings_
Ch`Dith knocks on the driver's hatch. "I'm taking off."
Malik <OOC> blares Primus a bit more. %)
<Arsenal> After three hours of travel, Raoul turns a little to the 
right.
<Arsenal> "It's just over that ridge ahead."
<VanderTook> <radios to Kasia> Are the little buggers with you?
<Malik> . o O ( Finally.. )
Ch`Dith stands on the hovertank's top, spreads his arms, and 
shapeshifts back to his natural form.
<Arsenal> Kasia: they are not.
Malik increases his altitude so he can get a view over the ridge, and 
continues heading towards it.
<Kasia> <radioed to Van> "Haven't seen hide nor hair lately... they 
dissapeared."
Ch`Dith spreads his wings and takes to the air, following the convoy.
SteveM nods... it's an open air hatch anyway
<Trent> "Steve, we charging in or doing it quitetly?"
Ru`ach looks at the dragon. "o/~Please let me go home/I wanna go 
home/This is the worst trip/I've ever been on...o/~"
<SteveM> *to Trent* "Quietly."
<Arsenal> Raoul comes to a stop at the top of the ridge
<Trent> "Damn." *stops the bike by the ridge*
VanderTook pulls up next to Raoul
Raenar comes to a stop next to the hobbits bike.
<SteveM> *to Raoul* "What do you see up there?" *pulls up to the rest*
Ch`Dith circles downwards, lands next to Van.
Trent gets off and quickly changes into his new heavy armor.
Kasia pulls up, climbs out. Gets out the armor, gags, puts it back.
Malik circles around, and then drops down almost on top of Vander, 
landing with a loud *THUD*
SteveM pulls out his armor plating.
<Kasia> "Runt! You have any duct tape?"
VanderTook checks to make sure he has silver rounds in the shotgun
Ru`ach yanks her armor outta the back of her bike
VanderTook tosses Kasia a roll
Trent dons his Spiffy Shiny Helmet[tm] and checks his weaponry. "Steve, 
I'm ready."
Raenar grabs his bow and arrows and the backpack of holy water.
Kasia tapes up her armor quickly, then slips it on. "Okay, I'm ready."
SteveM struggles into the armor plating, leaving the helmet off for 
now.
<Arsenal> As you gaze over the ridge, the sight is staggering.  The 
item before you looks like a giant mobile gun tipped on it's side, but 
is large enough to fit inside a football field.
<SteveM> <OOC> What situation are we looking at here?
N`Mor slows his rig to a dull roar, killing the supercharged engine and 
climbs dowm, dragging his sword with him. He seems almost attached to 
it.
Kasia tries to scratch where the shoulder joint is getting anoying, but 
can't reach it. Sighs.
Trent creeps up to the edge. "Holy shit, what the hell is that thing?"
Kasia looks at the heyuuuge gun, whistles quietly.
Ch`Dith looks impressed
<SteveM> "I have no idea... Maybe the Grand Cannon, but that was... 
never mind."
N`Mor slings the blade across his back, checking his revolvers, and 
making sure his stake bandoliers are loaded for easy access.
Malik blinks. "What the slag is that?"
<Arsenal> "That's the stash we found," Raoul states.
Ru`ach stares at the thing.
<VanderTook> "When did Jawas fall through a Rift?"
Trent whistles. "Some stash. How many leeches?"
Kasia <OOC> is geting freudian comments slipping in here. ;)
Raenar looks over the cliff. "I guess I'll have to climb it.
<SteveM> "Not just yet, Rambo."
<Kasia> "Get down, 'bot!"
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Damnye, Kas... I was trying to keep my maw shut.
<Arsenal> Eight giant balls that appear to have once been wheels litter 
the landscape around it.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Kas: There's yer Freudian comment. 
<VanderTook> "That thing look familiar to ye, Steve?"
<Kasia> <OOC> Ch: OW.
Ch`Dith <OOC> grins ferally.
SteveM shakes his head... wow.
<Arsenal> Steve: not at all, but you can make out RDF insignia
Kasia glances over at Steve. "You know what that is?"
<Trent> "Steve, I'll put my light armor back on and go sneak down.  I 
can slip by anything down there." . o O (I hope)
<Raenar> "Does anyone know what that is?"
<N`Mor> "It's big."
<SteveM> *muttered* "Didn't know they had anything like that."
<Ch`Dith> "I have never seen such before."
<Arsenal> there appears to be a large hatch on the side that's on the 
ground.
<VanderTook> "The biggest mobile home this side of Tatooine?"
<Kasia> "Noted, N'Mor."
<Malik> *to N`Mor* "How observent of you to notice that.."
<Kasia> <OOC> When did you start being a Pritchie, Van?
<SteveM> *to Trent* "Just let me know when I can get the Plow down 
safely."
<Arsenal> Raoul states, "We go on foot from here."
<VanderTook> <OOC> Kasia: Huh?
<Kasia> <OOC> SW fan. ;)
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Kas: don't. She'll kick our butts for calling her that. 
:P
<VanderTook> <OOC> Kasia: I've always been a SW fan :)
<Trent> "Okay." *slips on his medium armor, jumps down the cliff*
N`Mor looks down. "Foot?" He shakes a hoof.
VanderTook gets his Flares from his saddlebags and loads up with silver 
ammo
<SteveM> How far down is this cliff, ie can the Plow superjump back up?
<Ch`Dith> "Feet, hooves, claws... Do we not all walk this same world?"
Raenar grabs his climbing gear out of the truck.
<Arsenal> Steve: it's not a cliff...
<Arsenal> it's just a hill
Kasia makes sure she's carrying her watergun and throwing knives
Trent stealthily runs towards the thing.
<SteveM> ah
<VanderTook> <to N'Mor> ProudFEET. *grins, wiggles his toes
<VanderTook> *
Malik sprints after Trent.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Wrong clan, shorty.
<Arsenal> Raoul follows.
SteveM puts his helmet on (which looks kinda like a knight's helm) and 
lowers the visor.
N`Mor just snorts, and gets an odd nagging feeling in the back of his 
brain.
Kasia starts after with some trepidation
Ru`ach puts on her armor, grabs her pistol
Ch`Dith lopes down after the lot.
VanderTook follows Steve
SteveM lets the CAR-15 hang while carrying his LR-20 at high port 
(better scope)
SteveM follows.
Kasia stops, looks back at Steve. "Are you coming? Or waiting?"
Raenar putts on his nighttime camo gear. AKA all black clothes.
<SteveM> "Coming."
<Arsenal> As you near the thing, the size becomes apparent.
<Kasia> "Okay."
<VanderTook> <OOC> Rae: It's day time
Kasia falls into step beside Steve
Ru`ach follows the group
<Arsenal> body parts and broken armor litter the ground.
Raenar starts down after the group.
Trent ignores the big thing, looking for hostiles.
<Raenar> I hate that.
<SteveM> "Think they could've made a bigger mess?"
<VanderTook> <to Steve> Bloody 'ell! Looks like a friggin' slaughter 
yard!"
Kasia picks her way around the mangled bodyparts, looking faintly ill.
Malik sets his railgun to burst and looks back and forth slowly, 
continuing to follow just after Trent.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Rae: Brilliant idea. Let's go to some vampires during 
their most active cycle.... You survived so far how?
<Arsenal> some of the armor is standard Rifts-world armor, the rest 
appears to be an extremely lightweight style.
N`Mor trundles along after the others, grumbling.
<Trent> <ooc> Niiiice.
SteveM picks up a shoulder pauldron, notes body part hanging from it, 
drops it.
Kasia swallows and avoids looking down.
Trent stops at the doorway, baseball bat in one hand, MP-5 in the 
other.
VanderTook is glad he decided to wear his boots today
Raenar loads his bow.
<Arsenal> Trent: as you lean into the doorway, you are a bit surprised 
by what you see....
SteveM switches longarms, going with the slugthrower and slinging the 
laser.
Malik stops next to Trenta, and looks at him expectantly.
<Malik> -a
<Trent> *radios* "Steve, I'm going in."
<Arsenal> three vehicles that resemble Steve's Plow lay in pieces on 
the "floor"
Ch`Dith follows in silence.
Kasia gets out a dagger in her left hand, her water pistol in her 
right.
VanderTook keeps his shotgun ready, but can't help but look at the huge 
vehicle.
SteveM cranes his head to look around the SAMAS head
Raenar goes in
<Trent> *whispered* "What the hell?  There's more of these things?"
Kasia can't see anything, taps Steve on the shoulder. "What's going 
on?" she whispers
<Arsenal> there are also tons of varied hovercycles and sidecars in 
there, as well as a few items that look like regular motorcycles.
<Malik> *to Steve* ".. Uhh.. do you see what I'm seeing in there?"
<SteveM> *whispered* "Yes, apparently so."
Trent idly ponders converting the big gun from one of the plows into a 
rifle.
<Arsenal> there is also one majorly huge item near the back.
<SteveM> *to Malik* "Yeah, VHT parts."
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Trent runs almost silently towards the back. "I want a look at that."
<Arsenal> an idle glance at a sidecar reveals it to carry a missile 
rack.
<SteveM> "We gotta get the supply truck down here later."
<Malik> *to Steve* "Yeah.. looks alot like the garage back at base when 
that one mechanic went insane."
VanderTook looks around the interior from the entry hatch. "Cor! 
There's enough parts here to keep yer Plow operating fer years, Steve!"
<Arsenal> Steve: you recognize what Trent's looking at as a MAC III.
<SteveM> "Or something decided to have a field day in here."
Kasia steps forward, looks over the vehicles and stuff. Glances at 
Steve. "Is this hugely important, or am I missing something?"
<Ch`Dith> "Speaking of which, is anyone guarding the trucks?"
N`Mor thumbs the cylinders of his revolvers idly, eliciting a series of 
soft clicks.
<Ch`Dith> "Or can we trust Sergio to alert us in time?
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "As a matter of fact, this is. Apparently some REF 
people took a wrong turn."
Kasia looks puzzled. "REF?"
<Trent> *to Ch'D* "We can trust Sergio."
<SteveM> "He was sober, Ch'Dith. I'm sure he'll pull through." . o O (I 
hope.)
<Trent> <ooc> About as far as Vander can throw him.
<Malik> *to Steve* "Yeah, but will he stay that way?"
VanderTook steps into the cavernous bay, and starts getting recordings 
of everything on his portable
Ch`Dith nods.
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "Another time, in a larger room."
<Arsenal> Vander: There is one item in the back that grabs your 
attention.
<Trent> "So where the hell are the vampires?"
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Kasia looks puzzled, but shrugs.
<SteveM> "New guy, cover me."
<Arsenal> 're Meeth
VanderTook heads over to the attention grabbing item for a better look
<Meethos> back
Ch`Dith looks at Trent. "In daytime?"
<VanderTook> <OOC> re Meeth
SteveM goes to open a few cockpits.
<Meethos> <OOC> where are we?
Meethos is now known as Raenar
<Arsenal> Meeth: Inside the stash
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> In the Big Gun Thingamajig
<Malik> *to Trent* "You're not very bright, are you?"
Kasia follows Steve.
<Trent> "We're indoors.  There should be some in here."
<Kasia> <OOC> BRB
SteveM opens one VHT's cockpit and leads with his AR-15 muzzle
<VanderTook> <OOC> How much light is in here?
SteveM needs to tape a flashlight to the muzzle of this thing.
<Arsenal> Vander: you find 30 working hovercycles... some look like 
Raoul's... the others resemble Harley low-riders... they even sport a 
Harley-Davidson logo
Trent checks for other enterances, signs of vamps, etc.
<VanderTook> "Coo'! The things I could do with these babies!"
<Arsenal> light armor for everyone several times over is abundant... 
some of it undamaged.
Ch`Dith picks one set up, looks at Kasia. "Perhaps these colorings are 
more to your liking?"
<SteveM> I don't see anything hiding in cockpits?
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<Kasia> <OOC> Back
<Arsenal> Steve: nope.
<Trent> Other enterances, signs of vamps?
<Malik> <OOC> Ars: Are there still bodyparts et al in here, or has that 
stopped once we went inside?
<VanderTook> <to Steve> "Oi, cheif! We have *got* to get this stuff 
back to the supply truck! Stash, nothing! It's a bloody treasure 
trove!"
Kasia looks at the armor Ch'Dith is holding. "Hell, yeah." She frowns. 
"This still seems... I don't know. Unreal. Bad."
<Arsenal> Trent: you open one of the doors, and see a trio of vampires 
in deep slumber
Raenar loads his bow
SteveM looks at Van. "Dibs on one hovercyc, and you can do a lot with 
those motorcycle dealies."
Ch`Dith nods at Kas... "I understand what you mean."
<SteveM> "If there's an undamaged one, don't tear it apart."
Trent backs away, slowly and cautiously. . o O (Ch'Dith, tell the 
others I found the vamps.)
Raenar looks around the room checking all doors.
<SteveM> *to Vander* "Damn straight."
Ch`Dith whispers, "Trent has found the vampires."
<VanderTook> "Roit. Roit." *distractedly looks about at all the other 
tech goodies.
<Arsenal> Rae: you find a pair... a man and a woman
<VanderTook> *
Raenar moves toward the group
Ch`Dith . o O (*broadcast* Five of them.)
<Trent> <ooc> I guess that counts as a sign of vampires.  ;)
<SteveM> *whispered* "Get your Lost Boys killers ready, boys and 
girls."
Kasia starts at Ch'Dith's whisper, then looks around. "Shiiiiiit," she 
whispers.
Malik blinks at Ch`Dith and sprints towards Trent quietly, flipping off 
the safety on his railgun.
VanderTook looks up from his looking about. "Huh? Whut?"
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N`Mor grumbles, hearing whispers in the back of his head.
Ch`Dith points a silent claw at the directions where he sensed the 
vamps.
<Trent> "Malik, you idiot, that won't to jack shit to vamps." whispered 
harshly.
SteveM heads out in that direction.
Raenar starts up the targeting censors.
Ch`Dith unsheathes his claws.
<SteveM> . o O (Why didn't I think to buy thermite grenades?)
N`Mor cocks the hammers on his duel pistols.
Ch`Dith . o O (I can handle that part.)
<VanderTook> <OOC> Rae: Are you going to shoot them, or cancel their 
show? :)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Van: heeee
<SteveM> . o O (Oh yeah, that's why.)
Trent pulls out the supersoaker and bat. . o O (Ch'Dith, are we 
attacking? Ask Steve.)
<Raenar> <OOC> so I suck at spelling.
Kasia heads over to the group of pplz readying weapons
<Ch`Dith> *to steve, whispered* "Trent wishes to know whether we 
attack."
NickM wonders why one would use a supersoaker ... ohyeah, loaded with 
holywater, right.
<Arsenal> NM: water in general.
Raenar smacks the hobbit. "Don't annoy me!"
<Trent> NM: Besides, it's a CPS-3k
<Arsenal> you gonna attack?
Malik gets out his "Fire Breather" and eyes Trent questioningly.
<NickM> Ars: I thought it was just holy water that killed vamps.
VanderTook brings up his shotgun.
Raenar give trent a vile of holy water.
<NickM> KJ: Nice water gun %9
<SteveM> *whispered* "Let's go for the largest group first and destroy 
the bastards in detail. Raoul, here's your big chance for payback."
<Arsenal> NM: it's running water that does it.
<Trent> *to Malik* "Didn't you bring any silver?"
<NickM> Ars: Ahhhh.
<Malik> *to Trent* "Uhhh..."
Ch`Dith . o O (Trent, get the largest group first. No leftovers.)
<N`Mor> Nick: Legend varies with different sources.
<Malik> *to Trent* "Maybe we could get Vander to annoy them into 
submission."
<Trent> . o O (Can do)
<VanderTook> <to Trent> "Leave it to a Nazi not to know anything. 
That's what they get fer burnin' books 'steada readin' 'em."
N`Mor offers Malik on of his revolvers with a muttered "idiot."
<Arsenal> Raoul takes a wooden stake he'd been carrying and a mallet, 
and stakes the nearest one of the trio
<SteveM> *to Ch'Dith* "How many groups?"
Malik snorts, and takes the revolver.
Trent aims the CPS, holds down the trigger
N`Mor tosses a speedloader at Malik, loaded with 6 extra rounds.
<Ch`Dith> "One trio*points*, one pair*points*."
<Arsenal> Trent: where are you aiming?
SteveM aims for center mass on the farthest of the trio from Raoul and 
stands ready in case they wake up.
Raenar fires on one of them.
<Trent> At the group I found.  I'm still pretty damn close to 'em.
<NickM> Why the heck am I thinking about _Buffy the Vampire Slayer_ 
right now.
VanderTook follows Steve example, targets one of the pair.
N`Mor <ooc> watches the dung hit the radial oscillator. %)
Malik nods, and levels the weapon at the nearest vamp, then fires.
NickM ducks and covers.
SteveM follows Malik's lead and fires!!
<Kasia> NM<OOC>: Dunno, but I'm thinking of _Children of the Night_ by 
Mercedes Lackey.
Ch`Dith stands behind and over Van and Steve
<VanderTook> Ditto
<Arsenal> the two vampires that were not hit wake up...
Trent chuckles. Gun and waterfire light up the room. =)
<Arsenal> roll for initiative
<Arsenal> Raoul rolls a 1
<SteveM> 18
<VanderTook> 22
<Trent> total of 14
<Raenar> 16
<Kasia> 15
<Arsenal> Vamp #1 rolls a 1
<N`Mor> 2 %P
<Ch`Dith> 18
<Arsenal> vamp #2 rolls a 14
<NickM> Ars: Your dice are being <REALLY!> kind today ;)
<Malik> <OOC> DS: What would I type with yer' diceproggie? ;)
<Arsenal> NM: I know. :P
<Trent> Ars: Wood will hurt the leeches, right?
<N`Mor>  /roll 1 20
<Arsenal> Trent: yes
<VanderTook> <OOC> Ars: I need my level up adjustments
<Ch`Dith> Ars: Will a thermite-powered blowtorch?
<Malik> 16
<Ru`ach> 10
<Arsenal> ch: will it what?
<Ch`Dith> Hurt vamps
<Arsenal> combat goes Vander, Steve, Ch'Dith, Malik, Raenar, Kasia, 
Trent, V#2, Ru'ach, Vamp #1, Raoul.
<Trent> . o O (shoulda worn my heavy armor)
N`Mor doesn't ping #rifts
<Arsenal> Ch: nope
<N`Mor> Ars: I'm before Vamp 1 :P
<Ch`Dith> hrm. I'll just have to rip limbs and heads off until they 
stop moving, then.
<Arsenal> N`M: Sorry I missed ya, but I think it won't get to you.
<N`Mor> prolly not
<Arsenal> Vander: action?
VanderTook pumps a vamp full of silver buckshot
<Arsenal> roll to strike
<VanderTook> 12
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<Arsenal> vamp rolls a 20 to dodge... he mists.
<VanderTook> +3 with shotgun
<N`Mor> <ooc> haw haw!
<Arsenal> Steve?
<SteveM> . o O (SHIT!)
Malik <OOC> mocks hobbitboy!
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Van: You mist!
<VanderTook> <OOC> He mists and I missed. o_O
<SteveM> shooting the unmisted vamp
<Arsenal> roll to strike... 
<SteveM> OH HELL YEAH!!! Natural 20!
<Arsenal> (silver ammo, btw?)
<Trent> <ooc> Pretty good for just waking up.
<SteveM> Ars: Always always.
<VanderTook> <OOC> Check him into the Smackdown Hotel!
<Arsenal> vamp rolls a 16... he takes the shot right in the heart, 
screaming.
<Arsenal> roll damage
<SteveM> 16 SDC x 2 = 32 SDC
<Arsenal> okay...
<SteveM> <OOC> Room by damn room, little buddy
<Malik> <OOC> Skipper!
<Arsenal> Ch'D?
<VanderTook> <OOC> he will feel the BANG!
<SteveM> (Wait a minit.... was that a burst or a single shot?)
<Raenar> c is 180. What's that in sdc?
<Arsenal> burst, I think...
<Raenar> oop
<Trent> Steve: Single.
Ch`Dith leaps over Steve on top of the downed vamp and proceeds with 
dismembering
<Arsenal> Ch: roll to strike
<Ch`Dith> 7
<Arsenal> *ew* vamp rolls a 2...
NickM laughs
<N`Mor> <ooc> he's lunch.
<Arsenal> what body part?
<Ch`Dith> heart, then head.
SteveM <OOCly> notes that his mp3 playlist is at the solo of 
Metallica's "One" (starcraft mix)
<VanderTook> "Oi! I heard o' cold cuts, but that's rediculous!"
<Arsenal> okay, heart first...
<Arsenal> roll for damage
<Ch`Dith> 6 MDC
<Malik> <OOC> "Hey, everyone.. let's play Whack-A-Vamp!"
<Arsenal> you take off the vamp's arm
<Arsenal> Malik?
Ch`Dith throws is across the room
<Trent> Mmm mmm tasty!
<Kasia> Hmm?
Kasia blinks... sorry.
<Arsenal> Malik: what's yer action?
VanderTook <OOC> pops in Billy Idol "White Wedding"
Malik levels N`mor's revolver at the vamp and fires.
<Arsenal> vamp #1, or #2?
<Malik> <OOC> #2, I guess.
<Kasia> Isn't Vamp #2 mist?
<Arsenal> yes, #2 is mist...
<NickM> Isn't one of 'em a cloud of mist?
Ch`Dith <OOC> notes that Steve better upload that to 
ftp://mp3:mp3@dwagon.sandwich.net/uploads/ if he values his life
<Malik> <OOC> Uh.. then #1, in that case. ;)
<NickM> Jinx ;)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> -s
<Kasia> :P :)
<Arsenal> okay, roll to strike
<Malik> 12
<Arsenal> Vamp rolls a 17 to dodge... 
<Arsenal> the bullets bounce off Ch'Dith's hide
<N`Mor> owie
<Trent> Oh good, it might survive long enough for me to play with it.  
=)
<Ru`ach> <OOC> ow?
<VanderTook> "Oi! I didn't do it!"
<Malik> <OOC> Uhhhh.. uhhhh..uhh... uhhh! *hides*
<NickM> Now aren't you glad tha dwagon's bulletproof ;)
<Arsenal> Nah.. he barely feels it.
<Malik> <OOC> Oh, okey. %)
Ch`Dith ignores the tickling.
<Arsenal> Raenar: you're up
Malik <ooc> thought he was gonna be a nazi-sammich for a second. ;)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Not while I'm eating vampires. 
<Raenar> fire on vamp 1
<Trent> Malik: Naah, yer too tasteless to be made into a sandwich.
<Raenar> targeting
<VanderTook> <OOC> nazi.sandwich.net/~dwagonfeast/ %)
<Arsenal> Rae: your whole action is simply targetting?  i.e. doing 
nothing?
<Malik> <OOC> Trent: Bah.. Malik's very tender, and lean. ;)
<Raenar> ok
<Arsenal> Okay, Ch'Dith's in the way of your shot.
<Trent> Mal: Yeah, but tasteless.  Maybe as garnish, but not as a 
sandwich.
<Arsenal> Kasia: yer up.
<VanderTook> <OOC> This is giving me ideas galore for Rifts pics >:)
<Raenar> where's vamp 2?
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Rae: Are you paying attention at all?
<Arsenal> mist
Kasia aims her water pistol and fires straight through the mistvamp, 
figuring the worst she can do is wet down her compatriots.
<Raenar> oh yeah he got whackt
<VanderTook> <OOC> Rae: Sheez! I thought hack'n'slash RPing was your 
strong point!
<Arsenal> Kasia: the mist appears to be unaffected.
Kasia growls.
<Malik> <OOC> Van: Ch`Dith picking his teeth with a SAMAS armor? ;)
<Raenar> "more out of the way. Ch'dith"
<Arsenal> Trent: yer up
Trent grins. "My turn."
<VanderTook> <OOC> Malik: :)
<Malik> <OOC> s/armor/wing
Ch`Dith ignores Rae, rips the other arm off.
N`Mor is after Trent, if he misses. :P
Trent jumps v1 beats it with his Slugger.
<Arsenal> Trent: roll to strike
<N`Mor> err, wait.. no I'm not
N`Mor grumbles. %)
<Trent> 19 +7
<Arsenal> vamp rolls a 4...
<Arsenal> where'd you aim?
<VanderTook> <OOC> Trent: <MK Special Move> Police Brutality!
<VanderTook> :)
Kasia notes that ne vamp is mist, one's getting dismembered with silver 
in its heart, and one is already staked. Who are we fighting?
<NickM> vamp gets pummelled.
<Trent> Head.
N`Mor <ooc> watches that first vamp get really whupped on.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> There's five of 'em in total.
<Arsenal> Kasia: the one getting dismembered.
<Raenar> "That's gotta hurt!!!"
<Kasia> Ars: Oh, okay.
<Arsenal> three of which have been staked.
<Trent> 6 + 25 damage.
<Ch`Dith> ah.
SteveM eyerolls briefly at NewGuy. He had his chance when we were 
setting up! *flips the selector switch to burst*
<Arsenal> the head flies off... vamp #1 slumps to the floor
Arsenal reads the scroll... who was after Trent?
<NickM> Ars: V2, IIRC
<VanderTook> Ars: N'Mor
<N`Mor> V2
<Trent> "o/~ Take me out to the ball game...o/~"
<NickM> And it's a GRAND SLAM HOME RUN!!
<N`Mor> I'm after Ru'ach :P
<Ru`ach> V2, then me.
<Arsenal> Okay... Vamp #2 de-mists, sinking his fangs into Raoul's neck
<Trent> . o O (I love my job)
<Arsenal> Vamp rolls a 5
<Kasia> "Shit."
Ch`Dith stands and turns, looking for the mist that was V2
<Arsenal> Raoul rolls a 17 to dodge... flips the vampire down in front 
of him
Raenar puts his back to a wall and watches for the mist
<Arsenal> N`Mor, I believe yer up.
<Trent> Nope, Ru.
<NickM> Nope, Ru'ach.
<NickM> Jinx ;)
<VanderTook> ach
<Arsenal> okay... Ru's up
Ru`ach takes her automatic pistol. Aims at the vampire. Fires.
<Arsenal> the bullets bounce off his chest... regular ammo
<Arsenal> next?
N`Mor <ooc> wonders... did we give Ru any silver? .. guess not ;)
Ru`ach looks at the pistol. "Shit?"
<N`Mor> that'd be me
<Trent> V1...which is unhead, now.
N`Mor levels his revolver at the vamp's head, squeezing off all six 
rounds.
<Arsenal> N`M: roll for strike, +1 for burst.
Trent idly wonders how a revolver can do full auto...nevermind.
<Arsenal> Trent: It can happen... fires off all six rounds really 
quickly.
<N`Mor> That counts as burst? Doh. :)
<VanderTook> <OOC> Pale Rider :)
<SteveM> <OOC> or any movie that shows fanning of the hammer
<N`Mor> 7 +1 %P
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<Arsenal> Vamp's stunned... can't dodge...
<VanderTook> <OOC> Steve: :)
<KillJoy-> Dammit.
<NickM> Supposedly there was a gun exhibition thing of some sort, I 
didn't see it, but supposedly this guy emptied a revolver before this 
guy got off one.
<Arsenal> roll for damage
<VanderTook> <OOC> Baa KJ
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<N`Mor> alright, this'll take a few ;)
<NickM> Before the other guy got off one from a .45 semi, that is.
<N`Mor> 79 total 
<VanderTook> <OOC> NM: What was the revolver?
<Arsenal> *ow*
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> *OUCH*
<N`Mor> Van: .357 mag
<N`Mor> %)
<Arsenal> that shreds the head of the vampire, and puts three holes in 
the floor.
<VanderTook> <OOC> N'Mor: I meant in the show
<Arsenal> combat is over...
<N`Mor> <ooc> Show? 
<NickM> Van: No clue.
<Arsenal> Raoul takes one look at the bodies...
<VanderTook> <OOC> NM: OK
N`Mor ohs.. wrong NM
<NickM> Was either a .357 or a .45
<N`Mor> %(
<N`Mor> err, %)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> cue Theme_FF8_-_Fanfare.mp3
Kasia taks out a silver dagger and slices off the head of the staked 
vamp
<Arsenal> Steve: you notice the woman vamp is wearing an REF uniform.
<Trent> "Well, that was fun.  Can we get out of here sometime soon?"
N`Mor flips open his revolver, dumping the spent cartidges, and 
slapping in a new set with a speedloader.
<VanderTook> <to Trent> Whut? An' leave all the boodle behind?
<SteveM> "Apparently the vamps got whoever survived the assault first."
Raenar loads his bow and gets ready.
<VanderTook> <OOC> Rae: Combat's over. You missed it
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Rae: ... combat is *OVER*
<SteveM> "Let's keep checking. I want to see the computer logs."
VanderTook goes with Steve
<Trent> *scowls* "Load up what you can in the truck, I don't want to 
still be here come nightfall."
<Kasia> "What about those two the newguy found?"
<Arsenal> Kasia: staked.
<Kasia> Ars: Okee.
Kasia glares around. "Are we going to leave them like this?
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<Arsenal> 're Nick
SteveM shakes his head. "Least we can do is burn them."
<Trent> "What do you mean, leave them like this?"
<Ch`Dith> "No." *starts dragging all the staked bodies and body parts 
outside.. (Ars: It's still light, right?
<Ch`Dith> )
<Arsenal> right...
<Arsenal> combat only took 15 seconds
<Trent> not even.
<VanderTook> <to Kasia> "Not unless unless ye wanna diga mass grave
<VanderTook> ."
<Arsenal> yeah... closer to 5
SteveM radios Sergio while he still checks for the computer room. "Ok, 
bring the trucks up."
Raenar helps ch`dith.
<Kasia> "Don't you know about vampires, Trent? You hafta burn 'em. 
Scatter the ashes. Or else they regenerate."
N`Mor stuffs the revolver in his belt.
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<Ch`Dith> "Not with a stake through the heart, as I recall. But better 
safe than sorry."
<Arsenal> In a few minutes, Sergio appears in the doorway, and 
whistles...
<VanderTook> Oi, Xanax
<XanaxQueen> high :)
<Arsenal> 'lo Xan
<Raenar> hey xanax
<Kasia> "You can take the stake out," Kasia replies adamantly.
<Trent> "Yes, I know about vampires.  I'm just planning on us being the 
hell away from here before that happens.  Think about it.  On something 
this large, there'll prolly be a few hundred vamps, at least."
XanaxQueen asks what kinda room this is?
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<NickM-> Xan: RPG.
<Arsenal> Xanax: an RPG channel
<XanaxQueen> rpg?
<SteveM> Queen: Not the room you're thinking of
<Raenar> role playing games
Kasia sighs. "You're right, Trent. But I'd feel a lot safer if these at 
least were safely No More."
<XanaxQueen> role playin?
<Arsenal> Role Playing Game.
<SteveM> role playing game
<VanderTook> Xanax: Role Playing Game
<Trent> <ooc> This is not the room you're thinking of.  Move along, 
move along.  =)
<XanaxQueen> so how do i begin to play?
<XanaxQueen> and trent...u can byte me....
<Arsenal> character creation is at least an hour long...
<Ch`Dith> "I sense no more vampires nearby."
<Kasia> Xan: With that kind of attitude, you can't.
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "They're not safely No More. He *points to N'Mor* 
is."
<Arsenal> and this game is closed to new players.
<VanderTook> Xanax: Check out http://dagwood.sandwich.net/rifts to 
start with
N`Mor makes a gurgling sound and chews.
<Raenar> xanax: we aren't playing VAmpire
<XanaxQueen> thank u vander
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Xan: We're in session right now. Mind?
NickM- chuckles.
Kasia glares at Steve, then smirks. "True."
<XanaxQueen> no i dont mind...go ahead
<Malik> <OOC> Uhhhh.. %)
Trent shrugs. "Throw them outside if it makes you feel better. I'll 
help."
<Ru`ach> Ars: can I use ignite fire?
Raenar checks the house for anything spoils.
<Arsenal> ru: yes.
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N`Mor cocks his large head at Steve.
<Kasia> "Thanks. Anyone have matches? We need to burn these."
<Ch`Dith> "Pile them up and stand back.
<Ch`Dith> "
<Trent> "Well, N'Mor IS a pyro."
<SteveM> "Anyway, we need to load up all these VHT parts and assorted 
random before that happens, and burn the bodies..."
N`Mor snorts. "Matches?"
<Ru`ach> "I have the next best thing. Pile 'em up."
<Malik> <OOC> Heee.. where are all these lamers coming from? ;)
<VanderTook> <to Steve> "Oi! Where's the main terminal on this tub?
Ch`Dith piles the bunch on a noninflammable spot
Kasia gets to work cutting of Vamp heads and making seperate piles for 
the heads and bodies
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> lackage of +s?
<Arsenal> Main terminal would be in the "bridge"... near the back of 
the cargo hold.
<NickM-> Well .. Ars should exercise his powers of channel management 
and make this channel +snt, but that's just my opinion.
<Trent> "Sergio, go get the supply truck.  We need to load as much of 
this crap as we can."
<Arsenal> NM: I thought it was...
<SteveM> *to Vander* "Toward the back, near the MAC III."
<NickM-> Ars: It's not.
Arsenal sets mode: +pn 
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<Arsenal> Steve: something off to the left on the wall grabs yer 
attention..
SteveM looks toward whatever it is.
Kasia stands back and lets N`Mor char.
<Arsenal> Steve: you see an intact Logan
<Arsenal> in fighter mode
Raenar walks around the place looking for anything.
<Trent> <ooc> WTF's a Logan?
SteveM smirks. "Yippee, a flying eggshell."
<VanderTook> <OOC> Trent: A *REALLY* small veritech
<Arsenal> Trent: it's a kind of jet fighter... really small.
<Trent> Oh, danke.
Ch`Dith rears back his head, then lunges forward, unleashing a torrent 
of flames over the heap of corpses
Malik leans back against the wall, and watches the others be useful.
Kasia applauds Ch'Dith
<SteveM> "Didn't think those still existed."
VanderTook follows Steve to the bridge
N`Mor , standing too close, get unexpentantly roiled in flame.
<Arsenal> N`M: fortunately, yer fireproof
Kasia makes herself charproof, in case.
<N`Mor> *nod* ;)
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Who's got the bodies?
Ch`Dith snaps his maw shut on the last of the flame, looks sheepishly 
at N'Mor. "Sorry."
<Trent> *radios* "Steve, pick out what parts you need most, so I and 
skullboy can load 'em into the truck."
NickM wonders what it is with DS and fireproofness.
<Arsenal> NM: he's a pyro
<N`Mor> Nick: Reoccurring theme. At least I'm consistent. ;)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Ack, bbias
<NickM> DS: Heh. True.
<VanderTook> <radios to Trent> Get at least three of those hoverbikes.
Raenar goes outside.
<SteveM> *radioed back* ok.
N`Mor shrugs at the dragon. "No harm."
<SteveM> +""
<SteveM> *to Vander* "You do know I want one, right?"
<Arsenal> Sergio drags out some of the armor.  "this should get us a 
nice price."
<Trent> Ars: Just how big is this supply truck?
<VanderTook> <to Steve> "That wierd looking one?"
<Arsenal> Trent: not large enough for what yer gonna be carrying. :P
N`Mor <ooc> wonders if he should be rolling against his 'merkin skill 
everything he talks. %)
<Raenar> ars: what about the bikes?
<Trent> Figgers.
<Arsenal> N`M: no.
<SteveM> "The lowrider."
<Arsenal> Rae: the motorcycles?
<N`Mor> okee. ;)
Ru`ach <OOC> brainlags. Badly.
<Raenar> yeah
<VanderTook> <to Steve> "Oh! The hover Hogs! Yeah." :)
<SteveM> . o O (Maybe we can establish a base around here.)
<Arsenal> they appear to be normal motorcycles with fusion engines.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> b
Trent glances outside to see about what time it is.
Raenar gets on one to check the feel. "I like it!"
<Arsenal> Sergio comes over to Steve.  "Hey, boss.  Lookee what I 
found."
Kasia waits for the fires to go out, then uses some random scraps of 
metal and/or armor to scoop up the ashes and scatter them outside.
SteveM goes over to Sergio.
Ch`Dith nods at NM, then proceeds to torch the corpses until there are 
only charred ashes left.
Ru`ach helps Kas
<SteveM> "Vander, see if you can't find the terminal."
VanderTook heads to the back to look for that terminal
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Kas: we are outside.
<VanderTook> "Roit, cheif!"
<Kasia> <OOC> Well, to scatter them around outside. ;)
<Arsenal> He hands Steve a pamphlet.  It reads "Come to Ft. Reid! Join 
the Rangers! Help take a Bite out of Vampires with Doc Reid and his 
Rangers!"
<Raenar> brb
<Arsenal> there's a map to Ft. Reid included.
SteveM radios Vander a password to try on the computers.
<Arsenal> Vander: you find one in the next room.
<SteveM> *to sergio* "Where did you get this?"
N`Mor 's ears twitch as he hears a whisper. "Does anyone hear that?" 
Upon listening, clearly there is nothing to be heard.
Kasia finishes up ashscattering, comes over to Steve. "What's up?"
VanderTook radios back that he'll bloody well use the friggin' password 
when he finds the farking terminal. :)
<Arsenal> "It was in the one tank."
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "We're not the only leech stalkers out here, it 
seems."
Kasia frowns. "Good. Those things are nasty."
<Arsenal> According to the map, Ft. Reid is nearly 400 miles due south 
of here.
<SteveM> *radios to Trent and Malik* "Dump the skull walker parts, we 
don't need them!"
VanderTook looks for the terminal's ON switch
<Arsenal> Vander: roll for your comp operation skill
<VanderTook> 16
<Trent> *radios* "Sure, Steve."
SteveM heads back toward the bridge
<Arsenal> you find the switch no problem.. it's clearly marked
Kasia follows Stever for lack of anything better to do
VanderTook flicks it ON
<Kasia> -r
<Arsenal> it asks for the password
Trent runs out to the truck, starts throwing skull walker parts out 
franticially. Hope I don't hit anyone.
<SteveM> *radios to Trent* "Take on as many VHT parts as you can"
VanderTook punches in the password Steve gave him
Ch`Dith helps load the truck
Malik sprints after Trent, and dodges around a flying walker part. 
"Hey, watch it!"
Ru`ach helps Ch'D
Raenar rides a hover hog to his truck and loads it.
<Arsenal> Raoul helps load the truck, eyeing the Logan Steve'd found.
<Arsenal> "That thing actually flies?"
Trent bounces a part off of Malik's armored head..."Whoops, sorry 'bout 
that." *muttering* "not."
Kasia starts humming "Walk Like an Egyptian" under her breath.
<VanderTook> <OOC> You have a HummVee, not a truck.
<Arsenal> Vander: Hummers *are* trucks.
<SteveM> *looks back toward Raoul* "Yes, and it transforms. Doesn't 
last very long, though."
<Raenar> <ooc> got tired of typing hummer.
<Arsenal> a specially-designed truck, tho.
<Arsenal> "Transforms?"
Malik snarls at Trent. "Watch it, freak." He goes back to clearing out 
the walker parts from the truck.
Kasia looks on, semi-interested.
<Arsenal> "Never heard of a plane that transforms before."
VanderTook starts downloading info fron the terminal to his recorder
Trent finishes unloading crap, runs back in to gather up as many VHT 
parts as he can. Seeing as how he can lift about 3 tons.... =)
<SteveM> "I don't know the details of it. Those belonged to another 
army."
<SteveM> "Whatcha got, Vander?"
N`Mor stands idle, listening to the whispers in his head.
<VanderTook> "Don't bloody well know, Steve. The buggerin' GM ain't 
told me yet."
<VanderTook> :)
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Van: :)
<VanderTook> <OOC> Sorry. Couldn't help it :)
<Arsenal> Vander: I got distracted.... there is a few message logs.
<SteveM> *to Vander* "Don't tell me the computer was designed by GM!"
Trent watches the sun get closer to the horizon as he's lugging parts. 
"Schiesse, we need to LEAVE."
<Raenar> ars: what's the specs of the hoverhog?
Ch`Dith helps lug stuff.
Malik goes back inside, and walks up to Steve, flipping up the visor on 
his helmet. "Anything else, or are we finished here?"
Kasia looks over the plane. "Wow. Transforms, huh? Wonder how long it'd 
take me to total it."
<SteveM> *to N'Mor* "Don't just stand there, help Trent!"
VanderTook opens a file for Steve to look at and continues downloading
<SteveM> "Not too long."
<Arsenal> cruise speed of 80, max speed of 210
<SteveM> "Make it snappy on the download, we don't have much time."
<VanderTook> "Roit."
SteveM looks over the file
Trent walks by carrying an entire arm. "Getter not be."
Kasia looks over Steve's shoulder
<Arsenal> The download takes only a few more seconds...
<Trent> Better, even.
<Arsenal> the file is a log from the fortress's commander.
<VanderTook> "Farkin' snad! I needs me a bigger hard drive!"
<Arsenal> very fragmented.
<Raenar> engine type? 
N`Mor grunts, shrugging off the voices, and helps Trent gather parts.
<SteveM> "You can fly planes, Kasia?"
<Arsenal> Rae: Nuclear
<Raenar> thanx
<SteveM> what all does the log say?
<Kasia> "Actually, Steve, I can't. Always wanted to try, though." Kasia 
looks wistful for a second, then grins. "But I'd amke a right mess of 
it."
Trent idly wonders if one of the nukeplants could be refitted onto his 
Tarantula.
<Kasia> -amke +make
VanderTook finishes the d/l, and talks to Trent about getting a hover 
Hog for Steve
<SteveM> "Yeah, just as well. You'd probably want a fan jet or one of 
the old RDF Veritechs. Much more forgiving, I've heard."
<Arsenal> Steve: The file reads "don't know how it happened... fold 
drive... misfired... landed here... ampir... killed forty...
<Raenar> steve: my log says that I got a 'puter problem and had to 
restart it. And I lost the last log. If that's OK with you!!!!
<Trent> "Vander, we're running out of room in the truck."
<SteveM> Rae: Switch to decaf, ok? I was talking to Ars
Kasia <OOC> watches Meeth spaz?
SteveM runs outside to the truck and sees what all parts they've got 
on.
<Arsenal> Meeth: chill, or I kill off Raenar.
<Raenar> vander it's almost time to go.
<Arsenal> Steve: plenty there to keep the Plow in good shape for a 
while.
<SteveM> A veritable assortment, for everything, or?
<Arsenal> Raoul looks at the Logan.  "I think I could fly it... 
assuming it doesn't transform"
VanderTook moves a hover Hog in position to be towed by the Plow
<Arsenal> Steve: yeah..
Trent finishes loading crap, looks at the sun, swears.
<Arsenal> Vander: you notice a sidecar nearby that appears to carry a 
missile rack.
Kasia stares at Raoul. "You can fly?"
Ch`Dith looks at Trent's apprehensiveness. "I sense nothing nearby... 
but it's probably not a good idea to remain."
<Arsenal> Sergio looks over the mess.  "Quite a few missiles in here."
<SteveM> "Vander, see if you can't pull up some files on the Logan and 
the VHT right quick. Download tech files if you can, for everything."
VanderTook pulls out his recorder, pulls up the map of the area, and 
marks the location of the stash.
<Arsenal> Raoul nods.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Ars: Dropping chocolate-covered hints some more? 
<Arsenal> Ch: maybe.
<Malik> <OOC> Mmmm. Hints.
<SteveM> *to Raoul* "If I remember correctly, the transformation lever 
was in a recessed hatch."
Kasia whistles. Then looks back at the plane with awe in her eyes. 
"Wonder what it transforms into..."
<Arsenal> "Good."
VanderTook finds the files Steve wants
<Trent> "Yeah, I know.  How far away can you sense stuff?"
Kasia turns to Steve for an answer.
<Malik> *to Kasia* "Judging by the size of it.. I'd say.. a blender, or 
maybe even a sunlamp."
<Arsenal> He takes a quick look, and hops into the cockpit.  "Controls 
seem basic enough."
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "A canopy with arms and legs."
<Ch`Dith> "About a mile, give or take. I don't have much chance for 
lab-controlled tests.
<Ch`Dith> "
Trent starts loading personal armor into the truck.
Kasia aims a kick at Malik
Raenar hops in the truck and starts it up
Malik snorts, and guffaws loudly at the kick.
<Trent> "That's reassuring.  Would you sense them if they were 
sleeping?"
<SteveM> *to Trent* "Get a couple of those weird motorcycle things in 
there as well."
<Ch`Dith> "I sensed these five."
<Trent> "Good."
<Kasia> "Neat." She looks over at what Trent's doing. "Will one of 
those suits fit me? I want something less conspicuous than this stuff."
<VanderTook> "Oi! Steve!" *hands you the redorder with the files pulled 
up.
<VanderTook> *
<Arsenal> Sergio loads up a sidecar and some missiles into the 
hummer...
SteveM finds some undamaged Cycs, turns them into storage mode.
Trent walks over to one of the 'weird motocycle things', picks it up, 
and stuffs in into the truck.
<Ch`Dith> "Would these missiles be useful?"
<Trent> it, even.
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "Yeah, I think we can find you a complete set."
<VanderTook> <to Steve> "I marked our location on me map. We can come 
back fer more stuff later."
SteveM nods at Vander. "Very good. Log yourself out of the system and 
let's go."
<Arsenal> Kas: I'll get ya the stats on the armor later...
Kasia nods
Malik walks outside, and leans against the truck.
<VanderTook> "Arrr! Now we needs t'bury th' treasure! Arrrrr!"
SteveM helps Kasia find a set of CVR-she
Trent stops loading crap. "Steve, are we leaving yet?"
Kasia stares at Vander strangely. "Runt?"
Raenar watches as the sun gets even lower in the sky.
N`Mor thwacks Vander in the head with his tail as he walks by.
<Arsenal> Vander is suddenly struck by a bolt of lightning.
Kasia goes back to finding armor that fits
<VanderTook> "Yipe!"
<SteveM> *to Trent* "Just about. As soon as we find her some armor, 
we're outta here."
<Malik> *to Raenar* "Afraid of the itty bitty vamps?"
<Trent> "Good.  I'm going to run back up to my bike and get my heavy 
armor on."
Ru`ach hops on her
Ru`ach <OOC> kills her keyboard
VanderTook gets to the Hog, and get ready to roll.
<SteveM> *to Raoul* "The Logan's yours if you can get it out of here."
<Raenar> Malik: " just don't want to run into the boss.
<Raenar> "
<Ch`Dith> *to Malik, liquid nitrogen in voice* "If you knew anything, 
you would be too."
SteveM runs back up the hill to the Plow and wheels it up to the dead 
fortress.
<VanderTook> <OOC> Ars: there any chance of Vander modifying himself a 
Cyclone? 
<Arsenal> hrrm... who's still down near the stash?
Kasia catches a ride with someone to her Bug. ;)
<Arsenal> Vander: possibly
Kasia is
Trent gets up to his bike, hurriedly dons his heavy armor and Shiny 
Nifty Helmet[tm] and starts his bike.
Ch`Dith is standing next to the truck.
SteveM converts the Plow to Battloid and carrys the Bug down to the 
stash
VanderTook is nice and safe in his canopied Hog.
Kasia grins. "Thanks!"
Raenar desides to leave the truck and come back for it later. loads the 
hoverhog.
<Arsenal> Engines fire from inside the cargo hold.
<SteveM> "Your chariot, madamoiselle."
<Malik> . o O ( Who says I'm not scared.. I'd rather be killing off the 
living, rather than the undead. )
Ch`Dith 's head swivels sharply toward the source of the sound.
Trent still ponders converting a VHT main gun into a rifle. =)
Kasia tosses the Nice Armor in the backseat, strips off the Ugly Armor 
and leaves it on the ground
SteveM converts back to Transport to grab just some more crap and head 
off
Raenar starts up the hover hog.
Ru`ach hops on her bike
<Arsenal> Rae: yer leaving the hummer where it is?
<Raenar> brb
Ch`Dith spreads his wings.
<SteveM> "That's just Raoul easing out his new toy, 'Dith."
<Ch`Dith> "Ah."
Malik fires the main jets in his armor and jumps, propelling himself 
skyword.
<Raenar> ars:: for now
<Arsenal> The Logan bursts out of the cargo bay, nearly missing Ch'Dith
<SteveM> "I let him have the flying eggshell."
<Trent> Ars: Nearly?!?
<Arsenal> Trent: he buzzed the dwagon
Ch`Dith dodges reflexively, casts a smoldering glare at the Logan, then 
shrugs and crouches, wings spread.
<Kasia> Ars: You said nearly missing. ;)
VanderTook makes sure his Hog's machine gun is loaded with silver 
rounds
<Trent> Ars: Nearly missing = barely hitting in my book.
Malik levels out at about 50ft up and circles around a few times.
<NickM> Ars: In my book, a neer miss is a hit ;)
SteveM runs the Plow back up to grab Raoul's bike
<Arsenal> oops...
Kasia starts the Bug, et cetera
VanderTook keeps an eye on his Hog's RADAR
<Arsenal> okay... he buzzes the dragon
<SteveM> *general radio transmission* "Let's hit the freakin' road!"
<Trent> *radioing* "Come on, come on, it's almost dark."
VanderTook stops playing Pac-Man on his recorder, and rolls
Kasia pulls out
Ch`Dith leaps up and catches the air with the downsweep of his wings, 
climbing to cruise altitude and follows the convoy
<Arsenal> "Right with ya, boss," comes Raoul over the radio.  "Just 
point the way."
Ru`ach follows. Glares at Kasia behind her. Mutters, "gaishou."
<Malik> *radioed* "..let's get this freak show back to the circus."
VanderTook keeps abreast of Steve's VHT
Raenar peels "rubber" and follows Vander.
Trent twists the throttle, spins the tire, and shoots forwards, AWAY 
from the probably site of the vamps.
<VanderTook> <to Raenar> "Show off!"
N`Mor rumbles up his rig, and follows the crew, ignoring the voices in 
his head.
Malik kicks up his main jets and thrusts out in front.
SteveM heads south to Ft. Reid.
Trent follows skullboy, the throttle wide open.
<VanderTook> <to Steve> "Where we headed? Thought I heard you talking 
to Raoul about a fort."
Ch`Dith follows above and behind the Plow
<Raenar> *general radio broascast* "So what's next? :$"
<SteveM> *to Vander* "That's the place. Ft. Reid."
Malik notices Steve turning, and turn towards the south more, climbing 
up to 200ft for a better view.
<SteveM> *general channel* "To Ft. Reid."
<VanderTook> <to Steve> "Roit! What's at Ft Reid?"
Trent watches the sun go down. *muttering* "I hate vampires."
<SteveM> *to Vander* "Just some fellow leech stalkers."
<VanderTook> <to Steve> "Groovy."
<Arsenal> "I've heard about that place," Raoul radios.  "They're 
supposed to be spearheading the anti-vampire campaign farther south."
<Arsenal> "Locals love 'em."
<Malik> *radios* "..why would vamps leave an anti-vamp pamphlet lying 
around, tho? Think they were getting suicidal?"
Trent checks his watch...gotta go in 15.
<Arsenal> "Personally, I've heard some stories of them. tho."
Ch`Dith . o O (*to Steve* Where are we headed?)
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "I was wondering... how come you and Ru'ach were 
bickering so much back in Del Rio?"
Kasia snaps on her radio. "Personally, I think the whole thing stinks. 
Something's generally wrong with all of this."
<SteveM> . o O (Ft. Reid, to see some Rangers.)
<Arsenal> Okay, why don't we leave off here... I gotta get Tammy home 
and be up early tomorrow.
Kasia opens a private line to Steve. "What are you talking about?"
<VanderTook> Ars: OK
<Malik> Ars: *nod* Sounds good t'me.
<SteveM> Ars: ok
<Trent> Ars: Okee.
<Kasia> All right.
<Raenar> k
<VanderTook> Ars: I still need the advancements for my last level up
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Y'know, I've had a really nasty thought... what if this 
anti-vamp campaign is secretly engineered by the vamps? As in, say, a 
way of luring the would-be hunters into a trap?
<Arsenal> Vander: I sent them email
<SteveM> <OOC> *to Kasia* "I would tell you, but I hear the closing 
theme already."
<VanderTook> Ars: OK
<Arsenal> all you need to do is up yer HP
<VanderTook> Ars: OK
<Trent> Steve: Bah, we can still do conversation without Ars.
<Ch`Dith> g'nite, Tammy.
<Arsenal> ch'D: nope
<SteveM> nite Tammy
Kasia waves
<VanderTook> Later Tammy
<Raenar> nite tammy
Ru`ach waves
<Trent> G'Nite, Tammy type person.
<VanderTook> Later folx
<SteveM> Trent: True, but I want it to appear in the log.
NickM wavers.
<Trent> cya, Van
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degradible. Some people just don't have any patience.)
<Trent> Enh, point.
Ch`Dith watches the sun prepare to rise, hits the hoard.... 'nite.
<Raenar> going
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left-handers are in their right minds.)
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "All the time we were in Del Rio, you looked like 
you wanted to rip off Ru'ach's head and shi-- spit down her neck."
<NickM> g'night dwagon.
<SteveM> nite Shad
Kasia 'll pick it up there next week. :)
<Trent> cya, Shad
<Kasia> 'nite!
<Ch`Dith> morning, more like.
Trent goes too. G'Nite, all.
<Ru`ach> 'nite, all who go!
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there is nothing in this world so permanent as a temporary emergency." 
-- D.D. Harriman, _The Man Who Sold the Moon_)
NickM goes back to being only on chundernet.
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piece of work is man, how noble...'  Ah, fuck it!  Let's have a drink 
and forget the whole god-damned thing.)
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thousand miles and still stay where you are.)
Ru`ach backscrolls a bit. Well, I get no XPs for this one...
N`Mor *oom*
<N`Mor> err
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Ch`Dith eyes Sluggy, snickers madly
Malik blares Sinister Exaggerator, attempts to comprehend the song. ;)
<Ru`ach> Malik: ?
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<Malik> Ru: Song played by Primus.. they didn't write it, tho, 
methinks..
<Ru`ach> oh
Ru`ach finds the computer CDs box. Digs for the touch-typeing teacher 
one. I need it. Badly.
Malik finds the lyrics...
<Malik> You cause the kids of Elmer Fudd
<Malik> To feed the farmer whose
<Malik> Cadaver's filled with onion rings
<Malik> And feet are filled with glue
<Malik> .. Weird. %)
<Ru`ach> *nod*
Ru`ach digs. Myst... Trek... B5... Ah. Here we go.
<Malik> Trek?
<Ru`ach> 1 VGR stuffle, Klingon language lab, TNG ep guide, Enterprise 
tour, Omnopedia.
<Ru`ach> -1
<Malik> Ahh.
<Ru`ach> I used to be overobsessed.
<Ru`ach> Still have all 36 tapes... some are part B5, tho.
Ru`ach notes that Ars is still here, and all this goes in the log...
<Ru`ach> I think I'll stop talking about the obsessions of which I am 
ashamed now.
<Malik> He'll edit it. ;)
<Ru`ach> :)
Malik knows Klingon fairly well.. kinda scary. ;)
<Ru`ach> :)
Ru`ach remembers 1 1/2 words. :)
Malik can translate most of the suffixes, but is still learning all the 
words. $)
Ru`ach ponders putting in the CD and refreshing her memory. Naah. Some 
other time.
<Malik> Hee. ;O)
<Malik> -0
<Malik> Err.. -O even.
<Ru`ach> :P
Ru`ach suddenly notices the house is exceptionally quiet. Remembers her 
family's away.
Ru`ach goeth- moving to Chundernet
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