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CirclMastr (9:08:13 PM): Just a warning that I'm lagging a rather large bit, installing and formatting a new drive
Umbrafer (9:08:26 PM): *Nods*
MilesMk1 (9:08:41 PM): Oh, allright...
MilesMk1 (9:09:21 PM): I'm actually feeling kind of rotten, so I probably won't be able to stay very long. Well, at least not till 2:00AM like last time we played on Thursday, anyway...
CirclMastr (9:09:33 PM): Awww
CirclMastr (9:10:35 PM): "Mmm, slanty..."
MilesMk1 (9:11:00 PM): ?
CirclMastr (9:11:16 PM): never mind
Umbrafer (9:12:59 PM): Anyway. When we last left off, the guy had just tucked the head under his arm
Umbrafer (9:13:10 PM): (Seiler: I never did email you the log, did I?
MilesMk1 (9:13:54 PM): Seiler doesn't appear to be here...
MilesMk1 (9:14:05 PM): Is he? I only see the three of us?
CirclMastr (9:14:15 PM): He then dropped back to make a screen pass to Moss, who acts like a jackass
Umbrafer (9:14:17 PM): Oops
Umbrafer (9:14:46 PM): I saw a message that he'd done something, and assumed it was entered the chatroom. Now that I look again, it was actually that he left it
Umbrafer (9:16:39 PM): Hm. Is he responding to anyone else?.
MilesMk1 (9:17:17 PM): I tried inviting him, and nothing/
CirclMastr (9:17:29 PM): Just poked him
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Thematrian1 (9:18:05 PM): woo
Umbrafer (9:18:51 PM): So to confirm: did I ever actually send you the log of last session, or did I forget?
Thematrian1 (9:19:11 PM): I see no log in my files
Thematrian1 (9:22:07 PM): anyhoo, we were about to stalk the Js
Umbrafer (9:23:43 PM): Yep
Umbrafer (9:23:46 PM): He'd just taken the head
Umbrafer (9:23:54 PM): And gotten into the car
Thematrian1 (9:24:09 PM): And we got our cash. Which we need to check for bombs, tracers, &c. I nominate Glitch for that job.
Umbrafer (9:24:23 PM): The J set you up the bomb.
Thematrian1 (9:24:41 PM): that's my concern, anyway
MilesMk1 (9:25:14 PM): #So, am I shooting anyone?#
Thematrian1 (9:25:20 PM): #Not yet#
Umbrafer (9:25:39 PM): (I can feel Glitch's disappointment)
MilesMk1 (9:25:39 PM): #I guess that's a good thing.#
Thematrian1 (9:25:54 PM): #We need to follow them. I want to shoot them, just on principle, but it's bad for business#
CirclMastr (9:26:16 PM): *Can't hear*
MilesMk1 (9:26:20 PM): #Because of the "feeding wild animals" bit, or did I miss something?#
Thematrian1 (9:26:53 PM): #That and, these are not the guys who gave us the mission. Somebody's been betrayed, I just don't know if it's us or the J#
MilesMk1 (9:27:07 PM): (Fine, fine, we're buying you a radio, ok? Does SR still have Toys 'R' Us?
MilesMk1 (9:27:16 PM): )
MilesMk1 (9:27:19 PM): :p
CirclMastr (9:27:51 PM): (It's not my fault I couldn't start with more than 5k resources. And most of that went into the sword.)
Umbrafer (9:27:54 PM): (To be honest, dealing with Shadowrunners is a lot like feeding wild animals)
MilesMk1 (9:28:03 PM): #All right, just let me know what you need.#
MilesMk1 (9:28:31 PM): (Yeah, but it's not smart to make it so damn obvious that's how you feel. Animals can sense fear. :))
CirclMastr (9:28:53 PM): (Animals also bite when struck.)
Umbrafer (9:31:18 PM): Unless someone moves quickly to prevent it, the car begins to drive away
Thematrian1 (9:31:37 PM): We do not. Into the alley with me.
Thematrian1 (9:31:43 PM): "Let me know if anyone's watching."
CirclMastr (9:31:43 PM): *Kills them all* (Just kidding.)
Thematrian1 (9:32:13 PM): "Lord of air and darkness, follow that car."
Thematrian1 (9:32:24 PM): ::summon, F6 Sky spirit, Focus dice to Conjuring::
Thematrian1 (9:32:26 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 9 6-sided dice: 2 2 6 1 1 2 1 6 5
MilesMk1 (9:32:29 PM): *scans the area, paying attention to drone sounds and the weird organic thing that was flapping around*
Thematrian1 (9:32:29 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 8 6-sided dice: 3 1 1 1 3 2 1 5
Thematrian1 (9:32:44 PM): ::slumps against the alley wall::
MilesMk1 (9:32:54 PM): Karma?
Umbrafer (9:33:05 PM): Roll perception.
Thematrian1 (9:33:21 PM): (No, no Karma)
CirclMastr (9:33:44 PM): (Everyone roll perception?)
Umbrafer (9:34:00 PM): Just Glitch
Umbrafer (9:34:02 PM): Sorry
MilesMk1 (9:36:10 PM): Sorry, got distracted
MilesMk1 (9:36:14 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 6 3 3 5 6 1
MilesMk1 (9:36:19 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 1 1
MilesMk1 (9:36:24 PM): @#%&^@*(!#$
CirclMastr (9:36:37 PM): (That's still a pair of 7s)
Umbrafer (9:36:55 PM): The flappy thing does not appear to be in evidence. Other than the usual sounds of nightly air traffic and what sounds like a helo medium-far overhead, it's quiet
Thematrian1 (9:37:02 PM): (Yeah; Perception is sometimes an open test and sometimes not)
MilesMk1 (9:38:12 PM): #I see nothing out of the ordinary... Helo somewhere above out of sight, and that's all.#
Thematrian1 (9:38:25 PM): #probably not us...#
Thematrian1 (9:38:48 PM): What, if anything, is going on with the spirit I tried to summon?
Umbrafer (9:39:20 PM): Well, reroll tho... never mind. It shows up, sniffing at the area disdainfully.
Thematrian1 (9:40:19 PM): "I know, wild one, I know. Follow that. When it no longer rumbles, return to me and tell me where it is."
Thematrian1 (9:40:29 PM): ::quick description of the guy inside, if there's time::
Umbrafer (9:40:53 PM): It flies off.
MilesMk1 (9:41:37 PM): #If it's clear on your end, I'm coming down.#
CirclMastr (9:41:59 PM): ::wonders what to do::
Thematrian1 (9:42:07 PM): ::wonders alongside::
Thematrian1 (9:42:12 PM): #Seems to be#
Thematrian1 (9:42:18 PM): "Is anyone nearby?"
CirclMastr (9:42:29 PM): ::looks::
Thematrian1 (9:42:31 PM): "That you can hear anything in this tangle amazes me."
MilesMk1 (9:42:41 PM): *carefully comes down, and goes to stow his gear*
MilesMk1 (9:42:59 PM): #Cyber helps.#
MilesMk1 (9:43:14 PM): #Haven't seen anyone.#
MilesMk1 (9:43:29 PM): (If that was directed to me. If not, keeps quiet.)
Thematrian1 (9:43:41 PM): It was out loud, so you'd not have heard it.
MilesMk1 (9:44:09 PM): (Ah, ok.)
MilesMk1 (9:44:22 PM): *comes down*
Umbrafer (9:44:36 PM): (If MacLeod is really looking, give a perception)
CirclMastr (9:44:43 PM): CirclMastr rolled 4 6-sided dice: 3 3 6 3
CirclMastr (9:44:47 PM): CirclMastr rolled 1 6-sided die: 2
Umbrafer (9:45:07 PM): A cute-looking rat is staring up at you from an alley.
CirclMastr (9:45:14 PM): (8. I really should have been making a character sheet last week, but I was sick)
MilesMk1 (9:46:21 PM): #....wooon't yoou come aaand save me...#
Thematrian1 (9:46:53 PM): #Hey, I'm the damsel here.#
MilesMk1 (9:47:00 PM): #Sorry, got a song in my head.#
MilesMk1 (9:47:18 PM): #Wait, you heard that? Damn transducers...#
Umbrafer (9:48:09 PM): ( :) )
Umbrafer (9:48:25 PM): The rat squeaks once, and then runs away
Thematrian1 (9:48:31 PM): #So long as you stay away from Revival Rock, it's fine with me.#
MilesMk1 (9:48:47 PM): #I don't even know what that is.#
Thematrian1 (9:49:16 PM): #Good#
Umbrafer (9:49:20 PM): (I want to live in the 2050s)
MilesMk1 (9:50:41 PM): (Saw a rat on the subway the other day.)
Umbrafer (9:50:45 PM): A cricket begins to chirrup; you wonder what it eats.
MilesMk1 (9:50:49 PM): (It was big enough to forcibly drag a shopping bag with one of those white styrofoam rectangular food containers (about 8"x6") through the 3"-4" of clear space under the track...)
Thematrian1 (9:51:06 PM): It's probably a MetaCricket, dining off of the flesh of the downtrodden.
MilesMk1 (9:51:46 PM): Or one of these. http://www.cicadaville.com/
MilesMk1 (9:51:59 PM): *clambers down if not there already*
MilesMk1 (9:52:14 PM): "So, what now? You have a spirit on them?"
Thematrian1 (9:52:43 PM): "Yes, one of the lords of air and darkness. Flighty, unpredictable, but wise in their own way."
MilesMk1 (9:53:01 PM): "You wanted me to look at those credsticks?"
CirclMastr (9:53:21 PM): ::hands him the credsticks::
MilesMk1 (9:54:22 PM): *examines the credsticks for bombs, tracers, etc., also checks to see if they're legit*
Umbrafer (9:55:02 PM): Roll it.
MilesMk1 (9:56:56 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 8 6-sided dice: 2 5 2 6 4 6 1 4
MilesMk1 (9:57:01 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 2 1
MilesMk1 (9:57:08 PM): Hmm.
Umbrafer (9:57:20 PM): You do not appear to have been set up the bomb.
MilesMk1 (9:57:23 PM): Thank god for talent and microscopic vision, is all I can say...
MilesMk1 (9:57:42 PM): "Well... They look clean, as far as I can tell."
Thematrian1 (9:58:05 PM): ::breathes out::
Umbrafer (9:58:06 PM): They appear to be legit, but you'd need to run them through a verifier to be sure.
Thematrian1 (9:58:13 PM): "All right then. We do good work."
MilesMk1 (9:58:31 PM): "Seem legit, but let's put them through a verifier."
CirclMastr (9:58:47 PM): "Do we have one?"
Thematrian1 (9:59:13 PM): "I'm sure I can find one somewhere." ::big smile::
Thematrian1 (9:59:24 PM): ::more petulantly:: "I used to have one, but I left it behind."
CirclMastr (10:02:15 PM): "Can't we just transfer the money to other sticks and dump these?"
Thematrian1 (10:02:36 PM): "I like that plan. Tomorrow, tommorow"
MilesMk1 (10:03:59 PM): "Ok... Do we wait for your spirit to come back somewhere more comfortable, or do you guys just want me to take you home?"
MilesMk1 (10:04:26 PM): (And by the way, are we agreed on the whole cyberdeck deal?)
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CirclMastr (10:05:22 PM): (Hell if I know)
Vernjonal (10:05:25 PM): Vernjonal rolled 5 6-sided dice: 5 4 6 3 2
Vernjonal (10:05:33 PM): Bugger. Time to file another bug report
Thematrian1 (10:05:37 PM): ?
Umbrafer (10:05:53 PM): Vernjonal (10:05:25 PM): //roll-dice5
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Umbrafer (10:06:30 PM): Ah well…
Vernjonal (10:06:40 PM): Oh good, they fixed that at least.
Umbrafer (10:06:54 PM): Anyway. You continue to stand around in the Barrens.
Umbrafer (10:07:07 PM): Shockingly enough, you have not yet been jumped by a troll with a PAC.
Thematrian1 (10:07:09 PM): How many minutes have passed since my spirit left?
Umbrafer (10:07:16 PM): About ten
CirclMastr (10:08:19 PM): (brb, dinner)
Thematrian1 (10:08:23 PM): "The spirit is bound to me until sunrise. We can retire to someplace better."
MilesMk1 (10:09:07 PM): "Know any good dinner... well, late dinner... place?"
MilesMk1 (10:09:23 PM): (placeS)
Thematrian1 (10:09:41 PM): "I do not. But a thought occurs to me..."
Thematrian1 (10:11:06 PM): She shakes her head. "I was going to summon a spirit of man and ask it. But I can't, not without losing my hold on my sky spirit."
CirclMastr (10:11:30 PM): (Back)
Umbrafer (10:12:01 PM): (To be fair, you just lose all further services. The Sky Spirit would be considered to be on Remote Service)
Thematrian1 (10:12:19 PM): (Really? That's handy.)
Umbrafer (10:12:19 PM): (Which, if I remember range limitations, it may already be)
Thematrian1 (10:12:36 PM): "Well, I can merely summon another."
MilesMk1 (10:13:04 PM): (We were just talking about finding a more comfortable place to wait for the spirit to come back with information. Does MacLeod know of any?)
CirclMastr (10:13:44 PM): (You'd be surprised how few social establishments let 12 year olds in)
MilesMk1 (10:15:12 PM): (Well, let's just find a nice quiet diner somewhere, then, and wait.)
MilesMk1 (10:15:29 PM): (I don't drink anyway...)
Thematrian1 (10:18:31 PM): ::skips the invocation, just this once::
Thematrian1 (10:18:50 PM): ::City spirit, force 5, Focus dice to Drain::
Thematrian1 (10:18:53 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 3 4 6 5 5 4
Thematrian1 (10:18:58 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 11 6-sided dice: 2 2 2 5 6 5 2 1 3 4 2
Thematrian1 (10:19:15 PM): (...another L stun. Yay)
Umbrafer (10:19:28 PM): (So two boxes?)
Umbrafer (10:19:35 PM): (Total?)
Thematrian1 (10:19:59 PM): (5. I took an L earlier, and an M from that sky spirit)
Thematrian1 (10:20:09 PM): (It's time to put down the spirits for a few hours)
Umbrafer (10:20:09 PM): (Ah yes.)
Thematrian1 (10:20:42 PM): Anyway, once I've got my city spirit I ask it to lead us to a diner.
Umbrafer (10:21:19 PM): Intelligence test.
Thematrian1 (10:21:24 PM): it, or me?
Umbrafer (10:21:36 PM): You.
Thematrian1 (10:21:37 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 5 2 5 5 4 2
Thematrian1 (10:21:47 PM): well, I hope the TN was 5
Umbrafer (10:21:52 PM): It was.
Thematrian1 (10:21:55 PM): nice
Umbrafer (10:22:07 PM): You realize that just asking for "a diner" whilst still inside the Barrens might not cause the best of results.
Thematrian1 (10:22:43 PM): argh, right. ::aside:: "Help me word this one. It's like talking to an genie."
CirclMastr (10:23:26 PM): "A reputable food service establishment?"
Thematrian1 (10:23:49 PM): "Around here? It might give up in defeat. Still..."
Thematrian1 (10:24:00 PM): "Show us a reputable food service establishment."
Umbrafer (10:26:09 PM): It flies off.
Thematrian1 (10:26:25 PM): ::follow::
CirclMastr (10:26:35 PM): ::follows Gem::
MilesMk1 (10:26:55 PM): *follows Gem in his car*
Umbrafer (10:27:12 PM): A random person stares at the procession as you all pass by.
CirclMastr (10:27:45 PM): ::moves between random person and Gem::
Umbrafer (10:28:42 PM): The random person continues staring, shrugs, and then walks away. The car toodles along behind the procession.
MilesMk1 (10:29:54 PM): (I do give them a chance to get in the car if they want...)
Thematrian1 (10:31:02 PM): ::following the incident of the random person, Gem sticks out a thumb, hitchhiker style::
MilesMk1 (10:32:18 PM): *stops, collects the others, follows Gem's directions*
Umbrafer (10:33:45 PM): You arrive at a little place that looks like a trucker stop from a century ago. Looks like real people waiting the tables, of all things.
MilesMk1 (10:34:30 PM): *stows away most of his gear out of sight, throws on a jacket to look more normal.*
MilesMk1 (10:35:11 PM): (How does inactive ruthenium look like, anyway?)
Thematrian1 (10:35:12 PM): ::stands in front::
Umbrafer (10:35:20 PM): Hm. I have no idea.
CirclMastr (10:36:09 PM): ::dresses the way he always dresses::
MilesMk1 (10:36:42 PM): *Parks the car and follows the other two*
MilesMk1 (10:37:19 PM): (How does MacLeod dress, anyway? A trenchcoat, jeans, and white sneakers? :p)
CirclMastr (10:38:26 PM): (Black sneakers :P)
Umbrafer (10:38:30 PM): Natural ruthenium looks silvery-white and metallic. I have no idea if anything special done to it may have changed that when it was adapted for colour-changy purposes
Thematrian1 (10:38:57 PM): Presumably he can set it to a flesh tone, no?
MilesMk1 (10:39:06 PM): (Hmm... Well, can we say I can just set it to look flat black? Since it can be any color?)
MilesMk1 (10:39:14 PM): (Flesh???)
Umbrafer (10:39:36 PM): ("Hello, officer, I'd like to report a naked Dwarf…"
Umbrafer (10:39:37 PM): *)
Umbrafer (10:40:01 PM): (And yes, it can be flat black)
Thematrian1 (10:40:04 PM): (Heh, you know, in the relevant places)
MilesMk1 (10:40:46 PM): (Ok, then) *Goes in, gets lots of diner food and coffee, and relaxes*
Thematrian1 (10:41:09 PM): ::thanks spirit in an undertone if it's still around::
Umbrafer (10:41:46 PM): What're you getting? They've got various foodstuffs ranging from breakfast to burgers to more or less whatever you'd get at a truck stop. Universally greasy; the prices are a little high, but the menu suggests that it's all real mea
Umbrafer (10:41:48 PM): meat
Thematrian1 (10:42:10 PM): (For real meat, I'll take 'a little high'. Do they serve Turducken?)
Thematrian1 (10:42:52 PM): Gem orders bacon and pancakes at her first opportunity
CirclMastr (10:43:10 PM): (NO TURDUCKEN!)
Umbrafer (10:43:33 PM): "Nope, but if you give me the recipe and give me a week I bet Gerta can make you some
Umbrafer (10:43:34 PM): "
Thematrian1 (10:44:05 PM): ::memorizes the address. Inscribes it on her flesh, if need be::
CirclMastr (10:44:33 PM): *orders some real meat*
Umbrafer (10:44:35 PM): "This turducken… doesn't have soy in it, right? We don't like soy 'round here."
Umbrafer (10:44:51 PM): You'd guess that she started life in the CAS.
Thematrian1 (10:44:58 PM): ::doesn't fall to her knees in awe::
MilesMk1 (10:45:03 PM): Glitch gets clam chowder (if they ahve any, if not, some other soup) and a couple of burgers, fries, onion rings, mozarella sticks, chocolate malt milk shake...
CirclMastr (10:45:42 PM): (If you guys order turducken, I'm walking.)
Umbrafer (10:45:55 PM): They do indeed have all of that.
Thematrian1 (10:46:00 PM): <----not ordering Turducken
CirclMastr (10:46:12 PM): "Why so much food?"
Umbrafer (10:46:25 PM): (Because he's hungry ;) )
Thematrian1 (10:46:41 PM): "We've had a busy day."
CirclMastr (10:47:24 PM): "How can you possibly enjoy the food if you eat like that?"
MilesMk1 (10:47:34 PM): "Want some? Have a mozz stick."
MilesMk1 (10:48:06 PM): "I always eat like this. Dwarven metabolism, I guess..."
MilesMk1 (10:49:22 PM): (Glitch has a high natural body... I figure he eats a lot for his size, especially after a long couple of days like this.)
Umbrafer (10:50:13 PM): (Mmm, metabolism.)
Umbrafer (10:51:32 PM): The food came fairly promptly. You chow down. It's now been about an hour and a half since the first spirit was dispatched.
CirclMastr (10:52:09 PM): *eats slowly, savoring it*
MilesMk1 (10:52:14 PM): *Starts eating* (uses a knife and a fork on most of it, except for the mozarella sticks)
MilesMk1 (10:52:24 PM): (Well, and the chowder, obviously)
Thematrian1 (10:52:36 PM): ::munch munch munch::
Umbrafer (10:53:47 PM): It's all quite identifiably real, and if you don't mind a lot of grease, it's quite delicious. It's also probably taking years if not decades off of your lifespan, but hey, running gets you a lot of exercise.
MilesMk1 (10:54:29 PM): (Gotta love that toxin and disease resistance...)
CirclMastr (10:54:44 PM): (And immortality)
CirclMastr (10:54:51 PM): (Gem's screwed, though)
Thematrian1 (10:55:17 PM): (I lead a very healthy lifestyle. Or did, until I discovered this place)
Umbrafer (10:56:47 PM): The meet went down at 10:00, correct?
Thematrian1 (10:56:54 PM): yes
CirclMastr (10:57:09 PM): (One drive done)
Umbrafer (10:57:36 PM): It's probably around 12:20 now. Two hours and no sign of the spirit.
Thematrian1 (10:58:44 PM): ::doesn't discuss that over dinner/lunch/breakfast::
Umbrafer (10:58:59 PM): How well-mannered :)
Thematrian1 (10:59:10 PM): How cautious
Umbrafer (11:00:11 PM): In an odd quirk, considering their insistance on real meat, the place serves Aunt Jemima for syrup, though there is a note that you can get real Maple Syrup for extra. Maybe a Vermonter came in here and complained or something.
Umbrafer (11:01:35 PM): You finish your food at your varying rates and are once again offered coffee.
MilesMk1 (11:01:52 PM): *takes some coffee, with cream and sugar*
Umbrafer (11:04:27 PM): The coffee is good as well, but in the same schizophrenic manner as the syrup they just have non-dairy creamer. They're probably not big on lightening their coffee.
Thematrian1 (11:04:40 PM): ::declines coffee::
MilesMk1 (11:04:46 PM): *sips coffee and waits*
CirclMastr (11:04:50 PM): ::also turns down coffee::
MilesMk1 (11:05:15 PM): (Guys, I'm really starting to run down here... I think I'm going to have to call it a night.)
Umbrafer (11:05:26 PM): (*Nods*)
Umbrafer (11:05:31 PM): (Fair enough)
CirclMastr (11:05:37 PM): (Night)
Thematrian1 (11:05:40 PM): Sleep well
Umbrafer (11:05:48 PM): (Sleep well. Tuesday?)
Thematrian1 (11:06:04 PM): Tuesday
MilesMk1 (11:06:23 PM): I'm not sure, since some of my stuff might get shuffled around because of the holiday, but most likely, I will be there.
Thematrian1 (11:06:34 PM): the what now?
MilesMk1 (11:06:42 PM): (Let's say 75% likelihood)
MilesMk1 (11:06:54 PM): That I'll be able to play on Tuesday.
Thematrian1 (11:07:24 PM): indeed. Which holiday, though?
Umbrafer (11:07:31 PM): Monday
MilesMk1 (11:07:33 PM): MLK jr.
Thematrian1 (11:07:36 PM): oh
Thematrian1 (11:07:50 PM): ::keeps up with the world around him except not::
MilesMk1 (11:08:16 PM): I'm off from work, so my schedule is going to be a little different. When you're working full time, you learn to keep track of every three day weekend. :)
Thematrian1 (11:08:21 PM): Ok, good night everyone
Thematrian1 (11:08:22 PM): heh
MilesMk1 (11:08:24 PM): Goodnight.
Umbrafer (11:08:35 PM): *Waves*
MilesMk1 (11:08:38 PM): *wave*
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Umbrafer (11:09:20 PM): Planning on ambushing and organlegging the Johnson?
Thematrian1 (11:09:34 PM): well, that's just it
Thematrian1 (11:09:37 PM): the J wasn't there
Umbrafer (11:09:53 PM): True enough. The Replacement Johnson.
Umbrafer (11:09:55 PM): *?
Thematrian1 (11:10:12 PM): Only if he killed my spirit
Umbrafer (11:12:30 PM): F6 sky spirits usually take care of themselves. Not that they can't be surprised…
Thematrian1 (11:12:47 PM): maybe it was eaten by bugs
Thematrian1 (11:12:49 PM): maybe it can't find me
CirclMastr (11:13:24 PM): Maybe it went toxic and is stalking us.
Umbrafer (11:13:32 PM): Ooh, I like that idea.
Umbrafer (11:13:35 PM): And there's always the possibility that the conditions for return just haven't been met.
Thematrian1 (11:13:46 PM): yeah. If it doesn't show up by dawn, then I'll be sad
CirclMastr (11:14:05 PM): The J is driving to Aztlan
CirclMastr (11:16:35 PM): So, what goeth on for Saturday game?
Umbrafer (11:16:54 PM): Two issues, one minor and one not.
Umbrafer (11:17:03 PM): The minor issue is that I still need to dig out that camera.
Umbrafer (11:17:17 PM): The not-minor issue is that we may or may not be having a game this Saturday.
CirclMastr (11:17:26 PM): Ah
Umbrafer (11:18:04 PM): However, the network topology is a lot nicer and more professional now.
Thematrian1 (11:18:17 PM): ...?
CirclMastr (11:19:14 PM): Okay
Thematrian1 (11:19:25 PM): network topology?
Umbrafer (11:20:46 PM): Well, we actually have a switch now instead of a hub, and that switch is centralized; rather than running router-hub-hub-me, we're not running router-switch-me. Perhaps the most important difference is that now the cable modem is bo
Umbrafer (11:21:00 PM): bound to the router's MAC address instead of Tim's computer's MAC address.
Thematrian1 (11:21:10 PM): ah
Umbrafer (11:23:14 PM): It was the MAC filtering that killed us last time. I didn't know at the time that cable modems bound to a MAC on startup and would stay that way until power cycled.
CirclMastr (11:26:34 PM): brb
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Umbrafer (11:37:58 PM): Anyway, I'm going to go turn in. Take care, all. (All one of you and the other me)
Thematrian1 (11:38:05 PM): ok, sleep well
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