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Thematrian1 (8:32:48 PM): ?
Dragcrell (8:32:51 PM): hey all and this is a swich heheheehehe with Cir and mat
circlmastr (8:33:09 PM): Week off from work, so I be here.
circlmastr (8:33:25 PM): I wouldn't imagine we'd have a Boxing Day game, though
Umbrafer (8:33:42 PM): If that question mark is for "why did I reinvite you here", it's force of habit. The "create room" dialogue requires that I invite /someone/. I usually invite myself, but my fingers went someplace else.
Dragcrell (8:33:59 PM): lol
Thematrian1 (8:34:02 PM): heh. I admit, I wasn't expecting this to work
Thematrian1 (8:34:14 PM): and if you guys don't want to play tonight, that's cool too
Thematrian1 (8:34:19 PM): I only just got back from Ohio.
circlmastr (8:34:33 PM): I got a new laptop for Christmas.
Thematrian1 (8:34:37 PM): sweet
circlmastr (8:34:47 PM): And I probably gained ten pounds.
Dragcrell (8:35:02 PM): I'm always up to a game :3
Umbrafer (8:36:20 PM): I would have gamed yesterday if there'd been a session :)
Dragcrell (8:36:32 PM): heheheheheheheehehe
Thematrian1 (8:37:04 PM): heh. First ever SotSW game run over dial-up.
circlmastr (8:37:13 PM): Ew, the evil D-word!
Umbrafer (8:37:17 PM): Eep, brb
Dragcrell (8:37:44 PM): :P
Dragcrell (8:45:46 PM): mmmmm so where was we last time anyway?
circlmastr (8:46:26 PM): In hell.
Thematrian1 (8:46:29 PM): Lesse. You'd withdrawn from the Tower, again, and were contemplating trying out your surplus nerve gas on the Bugs in the Shaft.
circlmastr (8:46:54 PM): I thought we were going after a guy pushing a motorcycle. Or was that two times ago?
Dragcrell (8:47:00 PM): Ah yes and I think there was something about finding the grerage
Thematrian1 (8:47:11 PM): Ah, yes. Alex wanted a piece of him, via the garage.
Dragcrell (8:48:52 PM): all the goodys down there I think :P makeing Ales drool
Umbrafer (8:52:22 PM): Sorry about that
Dragcrell (8:52:24 PM): gah Alex >_<
Dragcrell (8:52:25 PM): np
Umbrafer (8:53:25 PM): I got waylaid by people, but I'm back now. Anyway, yeah, I did want a piece of Motorcycle Pusher
circlmastr (8:53:48 PM): Poor Shojo, she'll never know Alex cheated. :P
Dragcrell (8:53:57 PM): :P heheehehehe
Umbrafer (8:55:13 PM): "I'm sorry Shoj, I… I tortured a man without you while we were inside."
circlmastr (8:55:31 PM): "How could you?!?"
circlmastr (8:55:39 PM): "You know how I love torturing men together!"
Umbrafer (8:56:41 PM): We'd considered the surplus nerve gas, but IIRC decided that we had no idea how spirits and nerve gas interact.
Umbrafer (8:58:25 PM): Anyway, we were heading for a garage that MPD was apparently heading for.
Thematrian1 (8:59:24 PM): indeed. You located an employee garage, quite nearby.
Thematrian1 (9:01:03 PM): drive drive. You catch a few flickers of movement in the thousands of windows that line the street, but nothing definite.
circlmastr (9:02:06 PM): (Fire rockets on them all, just to be sure)
Umbrafer (9:02:16 PM): *Keeps careful watch*
Umbrafer (9:02:41 PM): (You get me an infinite supply of rockets and I'll do just that.)
Dragcrell (9:02:49 PM): *tail twiches and makes a soft mewing sound as she sleeps*
Dragcrell (9:02:51 PM): (lol)
circlmastr (9:03:17 PM): (Rockets are just a grand a pop)
Thematrian1 (9:03:49 PM): You have arrived at the Car-Lok. It's about ten stories high, you gauge, though the sign by the nearest entrance advertises twenty levels of parking.
Umbrafer (9:03:54 PM): (Not only is that greater than nothing, that also assumes that you're somewhere where they can be bought with money.)
circlmastr (9:04:10 PM): (Dinner, brb
Umbrafer (9:04:21 PM): What's MPD's status?
Thematrian1 (9:05:02 PM): (MPD? Motorcycle Pushing Deviant? Motorcycle Pusher, Doomed?)
Umbrafer (9:05:36 PM): (Motorcycle Pushing Dude :) )
Thematrian1 (9:05:38 PM): He's leaning against the bike, which is leaning against the wall, catching his breath.
Umbrafer (9:05:58 PM): What's his light source?
Thematrian1 (9:06:16 PM): the motorcycle's headlamp
Thematrian1 (9:07:27 PM): there's movement in the shadows, but it's staying before the reach of the light
Thematrian1 (9:07:38 PM): The Car-Lok sits there.
Umbrafer (9:08:22 PM): Interesting.
Umbrafer (9:08:41 PM): Going to have the motorcycle scan ahead.
Thematrian1 (9:10:03 PM): there are half a dozen warm things, the size of small dogs, lurking just outside the light
Umbrafer (9:10:13 PM): #Your call if you want to try to meet up with him or just wait for him to come to us.#
Thematrian1 (9:11:59 PM): He resumes pushing. The whatevertheyares keep pace.
Thematrian1 (9:12:55 PM): Outside, in the distance, you hear a crash. Alex easily identifies it as a crashing car.
Umbrafer (9:14:31 PM): #Aw crap.# *Seeking source*
Thematrian1 (9:15:36 PM): Seeking how? It must have been half a mile away. It might not even have stood out against the city noise, except that there isn't any just now.
Umbrafer (9:16:45 PM): Well, first trying to identify the direction.
Thematrian1 (9:17:36 PM): south and east
Thematrian1 (9:18:51 PM): nothing nothing jumps out at you in that direction
Umbrafer (9:19:54 PM): "Stand clear of the door, I'm sending out the blimp!"
Umbrafer (9:20:26 PM): #I take it we're waiting for him to come to us?#
Dragcrell (9:20:47 PM): *ears twich but remains in the back top left cornor of the van sleeping*
circlmastr (9:21:09 PM): #Have we got any better ideas?#
Thematrian1 (9:21:26 PM): The blimp flies free; the kids have to duck.
Umbrafer (9:22:34 PM): Sending it up, then along the rooflines towards the noise. Projecting the feed onto one of the van monitors.
Thematrian1 (9:23:37 PM): the roofline isn't even; almost everything is a skyscraper and they're all different heights
circlmastr (9:24:16 PM): (Shoot them with rockets until they're evened out)
Umbrafer (9:24:45 PM): Then about floor 30.
Dragcrell (9:25:54 PM): (lol you know I hear nukes work far better and faster but have a few sideeffects)
Thematrian1 (9:26:03 PM): a thin plume of smoke rises to mark the collision location, making your job much easier. Cresting a bank, you spot the source of the disturbance: a sporty-looking sedan, wrapped around a light pole.
Thematrian1 (9:26:58 PM): A man (or woman, potentially) with his jacket pulled over his head is crouched behind it, pointing an oddly-shaped rifle down the street.
Umbrafer (9:27:23 PM): I look down the street. Also, does the rifle look anything at all like the weird speargun?
Thematrian1 (9:27:39 PM): At least, you assume it's a rifle from the way he's holding it and pointing it. Zooming in, you see that it does not look like the weird spear gun.
Thematrian1 (9:27:44 PM): It does look like an umbrella.
circlmastr (9:28:08 PM): (It's the Penguin! Call Batman!)
Dragcrell (9:29:23 PM): (bah the penguin is fat and roundish)
Thematrian1 (9:29:41 PM): Down the street, we have...cause for a Passive Sensors roll.
Umbrafer (9:29:53 PM): (If he starts freezing things, I'm out of here.)
Umbrafer (9:29:59 PM): Umbrafer rolled 8 6-sided dice: 1 6 6 1 1 2 3 6
Umbrafer (9:30:06 PM): Umbrafer rolled 3 6-sided dice: 5 2 5
Umbrafer (9:30:19 PM): 9 9 5 1
Dragcrell (9:30:43 PM): (what afrad of Mr. Freeze? Dr. Freeze is better I think)
Thematrian1 (9:31:00 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 15 6-sided dice: 6 3 3 3 1 4 2 3 3 6 4 2 5 4 3
Thematrian1 (9:31:04 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 1 6
Thematrian1 (9:31:50 PM): Looking down the street you see several other cars, parked on the street in gross violation of city law. They're all empty, though.
Umbrafer (9:32:47 PM): Interesting.
circlmastr (9:33:13 PM): Grab your ticket book!
Umbrafer (9:33:24 PM): Any signs of what caused the crash?
Thematrian1 (9:33:30 PM): Eventually, not-Penguin fires through one windshield. It acquires a bullet hole, but nothing much else happens.
Umbrafer (9:33:47 PM): Hm.
Umbrafer (9:34:00 PM): Does NP react visibly to this?
Thematrian1 (9:34:04 PM): No. Closer examination of the crouching dude shows a dark stain spreading through his jacket, high on his back on where it's touching his scalp.
Thematrian1 (9:34:41 PM): His aim shifts slightly, and he shoots another windshield.
Thematrian1 (9:35:11 PM): Are the monitors showing the view from the blimp?
Umbrafer (9:35:42 PM): Yes.
Umbrafer (9:35:59 PM): Each monitor's showing the view from one blimp now.
Thematrian1 (9:36:22 PM): uh...er? There's only one blimp, isn't there?
Umbrafer (9:36:56 PM): There's the Schattenauge, which is still watching the Ares building, and the one with the rifle, which is this one.
Thematrian1 (9:37:18 PM): ah, check
Thematrian1 (9:38:50 PM): ok. NP shoots a windshield again.
Thematrian1 (9:39:34 PM): The Tower remains quiet.
circlmastr (9:40:51 PM): Are the windshields polarized so you can't see in?
Dragcrell (9:41:33 PM): Dragcrell rolled 6 6-sided dice: 6 1 6 3 5 6
Dragcrell (9:41:39 PM): Dragcrell rolled 3 6-sided dice: 4 1 5
Umbrafer (9:41:42 PM): I'll check in on MPD again
Thematrian1 (9:43:57 PM): He's got his back to the steam tunnel wall, waving the detached handlebars of the bike at half a dozen giant, circling rats.
circlmastr (9:44:12 PM): He broke our bike. :(
Dragcrell (9:44:33 PM): (umm the rats are now the LEST of his worrys
Thematrian1 (9:44:53 PM): (Seriously).
Umbrafer (9:45:00 PM): Hmm. What's the bike's damage report?
Thematrian1 (9:45:21 PM): It reports itself fine, save for the handlebars, which have been detached for maintainence.
Umbrafer (9:46:51 PM): How responsive does the bike feel?
Thematrian1 (9:47:00 PM): you gonnatry driving it around?
Umbrafer (9:47:17 PM): I rev the engine menacingly.
Umbrafer (9:47:35 PM): (Also, how much clearance do I have? Is this Tight or Restricted terrain?)
Thematrian1 (9:48:02 PM): (Whichever of those two is worse)
Thematrian1 (9:48:06 PM): it revs marvellously
Thematrian1 (9:48:30 PM): your guess is that it handles like a dream
Umbrafer (9:49:05 PM): Any immediate reaction from the rats and/or Handlebar-Wielding Dude?
Thematrian1 (9:49:38 PM): HWD jumps a foot in the air. The rats recoil.
Thematrian1 (9:50:41 PM): He eyes the bike nervously.
Umbrafer (9:50:48 PM): Mmk. Let me know if you want to go to init. I'm going to accelerate directly at whichever rat is closest and also has a great deal of open space behind them.
Thematrian1 (9:51:04 PM): yeah, let's have some init
Umbrafer (9:51:24 PM): Umbrafer rolled 4 6-sided dice: 1 1 6 4
Umbrafer (9:51:36 PM): 23
Thematrian1 (9:51:49 PM): delightful. Roll to Ram.
Thematrian1 (9:52:13 PM): Meanwhile
Thematrian1 (9:52:40 PM): inside the van, Mr. Sperethiel is getting agitated.
Thematrian1 (9:52:59 PM): He moves to open the van's back doors. Duncan grabs him, then hesitates uncertainly.
Thematrian1 (9:53:12 PM): To Todd: "He's trying...what should I do?"
Umbrafer (9:53:22 PM): Net TN is handling-2 (Handling +2 (terrain) +2 (wound mods) -6 (VCR))
Umbrafer (9:53:41 PM): Umbrafer rolled 10 6-sided dice: 1 6 2 1 3 5 6 1 6 4
Umbrafer (9:53:50 PM): Umbrafer rolled 3 6-sided dice: 3 1 1
circlmastr (9:53:52 PM): *reaches back and grabs Mr. Sperethiel* "You did good, Duncan." *tries to get Mr. S's attention*
Dragcrell (9:54:13 PM): *eyes snap open and growls* "What is going on?"
Thematrian1 (9:54:28 PM): Alex: The vehicle's handling is 0.
Thematrian1 (9:54:38 PM): I count 7 successes.
circlmastr (9:55:17 PM): *tries to mime a question mark, as in "What's the problem?" *
Umbrafer (9:55:59 PM): Awexome. Unfortunately the vehicle probably hadn't gotten going very fast. What're we resisting?
Thematrian1 (9:57:00 PM): Um. I guess you only get base Accel since you're ramming instead of accelerating.
Umbrafer (9:57:09 PM): Since there apparently wasn't enough space to accelerate in, probably the base Acceleration rating is the speed here, but you'd probably know better.
Umbrafer (9:57:13 PM): Yeah
Thematrian1 (9:57:41 PM): You have 25 MPT of speed, so I guess 2L?
Dragcrell (9:59:09 PM): *Reaches out to grabe mr. s* "I dont think they wish you to leave as yet"
Thematrian1 (9:59:12 PM): Todd: Mr. S tries to shake off your hand.
circlmastr (9:59:43 PM): "What's the damn problem?" *tries miming again* #Our mage friend is trying to run.#
Umbrafer (9:59:47 PM): 2L it is. Since I'm colliding with a pedestrian ([paw]estrian?), IIRC there's modification. *Double-checks*
circlmastr (9:59:52 PM): #Or at least trying to get out of the van.#
Thematrian1 (10:00:01 PM): yeah, he takes 2M IIRC.
Thematrian1 (10:00:05 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 5 6-sided dice: 4 5 1 2 2
Thematrian1 (10:00:11 PM): But he soaks, so never mind.
Thematrian1 (10:01:32 PM): With his free hand, Mr. Mage gets one of the van doors open. Strength rolls from anyone who's trying to prevent him from leaving.
Umbrafer (10:01:40 PM): Tough rat.
circlmastr (10:01:45 PM): circlmastr rolled 6 6-sided dice: 4 5 3 5 4 4
circlmastr (10:01:56 PM): (Sheesh. Let's hope his Str is 4 or less)
Dragcrell (10:02:13 PM): Dragcrell rolled 6 6-sided dice: 2 6 2 5 1 4
Dragcrell (10:02:19 PM): Dragcrell rolled 1 6-sided die: 2
Thematrian1 (10:02:37 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 15 6-sided dice: 2 1 3 4 1 3 4 5 5 1 1 4 4 4 5
Thematrian1 (10:03:42 PM): You combine against him, and easily drag him back into the van. He's actually snarling in Sperethiel, a feat you wouldn't have believed possible.
Thematrian1 (10:03:54 PM): You're probably hearing vile Sperethiel curses, or something.
circlmastr (10:04:15 PM): "Hey! If you want out, explain yourself!"
Thematrian1 (10:04:43 PM): More Elvish profanity.
Thematrian1 (10:04:56 PM): In the tunnel, the rats scatter.
circlmastr (10:05:24 PM): "I'd slap him but I don't think he'd appreciate the cultural reference."
Dragcrell (10:05:35 PM): *Gets in his face bears her fanges and lets out her own snarl* "Orrr rrremain quiet and still or I WELL make it so you arrrre so meat" *lets out a long menising growl keeping her eyes lock with Mr. S's*
circlmastr (10:05:38 PM): #I'd love some advice on what to do with this guy.#
Umbrafer (10:05:43 PM): (As an aside, ramming Power is rounded up, and it turns out that 25 is base M by default)
Thematrian1 (10:06:13 PM): (Ah. The one you ran over scatters slowly)
Umbrafer (10:06:41 PM): I've got nine CP dice, I'll use two for the soak.
Umbrafer (10:06:49 PM): Umbrafer rolled 4 6-sided dice: 5 1 4 2
Thematrian1 (10:08:18 PM): SC's performance convinces Mr. S to stay put, but he still looks awfully tense.
circlmastr (10:09:13 PM): *draws a question mark in the air in front of him* "Can't you at least TRY to explain yourself?"
Umbrafer (10:09:16 PM): #Rats. Can't talk.#
Dragcrell (10:09:58 PM): *walks back to her corner tail snaping back and forth in intration and trys to get back to her nap*
Thematrian1 (10:11:02 PM): Todd: Mr. S says something harsh-sounding.
circlmastr (10:11:39 PM): *groans* "Work with me here, guy."
Dragcrell (10:13:07 PM): *gives Mr. S' the finger with claws out* "same to ya"
Thematrian1 (10:14:52 PM): Alex: you have another turn, if you want it. First, make a Crash test to avoid the far wall, though
Thematrian1 (10:16:40 PM): Alice discreetly closes the van door.
circlmastr (10:16:58 PM): *gives her a brief smile* "Good girl."
Umbrafer (10:19:34 PM): TN 6, AFAICT. +2 wounds, +4 Terrain, and oddly enough VCR isn't included. I know what to watch out for now, I guess.
Umbrafer (10:20:47 PM): Umbrafer rolled 12 6-sided dice: 1 6 3 6 6 3 2 3 5 4 3 4
Umbrafer (10:20:53 PM): Umbrafer rolled 3 6-sided dice: 6 5 6
Umbrafer (10:20:58 PM): Umbrafer rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4 6
Thematrian1 (10:20:59 PM): and there it is
Umbrafer (10:21:01 PM): Umbrafer rolled 1 6-sided die: 5
Umbrafer (10:21:11 PM): I guess I didn't need that much Control Pool. Ah well.
Thematrian1 (10:21:15 PM): you have an action. The Handlebar Warrior is boggling
Umbrafer (10:21:24 PM): No weapons systems on this bike, right?
circlmastr (10:21:36 PM): Rev out "Give me back my handlebars" in morse code and see if he does it. :D
Thematrian1 (10:21:55 PM): no
Umbrafer (10:22:16 PM): My next action will be to wheel around to face the rats, preferably somewhere outside of what I estimate to be rat melee range, and rev a little more.
Thematrian1 (10:22:26 PM): they flee, he boggles
Umbrafer (10:23:14 PM): I'll weave back towards him, never aiming right at him and also staying outside of handlebar range for now.
Thematrian1 (10:24:58 PM): He watches you, uncertainly.
Thematrian1 (10:26:53 PM): Mr. S has trailed off into frustrated muttering
Dragcrell (10:27:15 PM): Dragcrell rolled 6 6-sided dice: 2 4 3 3 5 2
Umbrafer (10:27:22 PM): I fall in beside him (again out of handlebar range), facing the direction he was travelling.
Thematrian1 (10:28:11 PM): he takes a deep, nervous breath, and mounts the motorcycle
Dragcrell (10:28:27 PM): *tail slows to a gentle swaying and softpurring starts up*
Umbrafer (10:28:38 PM): So long as he doesn't look to be handlebarring anything, I let him do it.
Thematrian1 (10:29:00 PM): He re-attaches the handlebars.
Umbrafer (10:29:32 PM): #Man on a motorcycle coming. I think he's unarmed.#
circlmastr (10:29:49 PM): #Great, more visitors. Can he speak Sperethiel?#
Umbrafer (10:30:04 PM): When he seems settled, I head off down the tunnel at whatever pace seems to fall within the intersection of "safe" and "not too alarming for the passenger".
Umbrafer (10:30:12 PM): I guess at the latter, with guidance from his reactions.
Thematrian1 (10:30:48 PM): He looks nervous straight from the start. He grimly grips his handlebars.
Umbrafer (10:31:13 PM): Well then, I use that as the baseline.
Umbrafer (10:31:37 PM): We need to hijack a schoolbus or something.
Thematrian1 (10:33:33 PM): Ok. Bare seconds later, you're under the garage.
Umbrafer (10:34:39 PM): Unless there's an obvious way to proceed, I do a wide circle and then look for a path towards the van unless MRD starts to give directions.
Thematrian1 (10:34:53 PM): You're facing three immense freight elevators.
Umbrafer (10:36:47 PM): Hm. Then I'll stop in front of them and wait. If he doesn't dismount or direct quickly, I'll shut down the engine as a hint.
Umbrafer (10:36:56 PM): What is the engine, incidentally?
circlmastr (10:37:12 PM): (It's this thing under the hood with pistons and spark plugs...)
Thematrian1 (10:37:29 PM): Nitrous Variant 9, according to the autodiagnostic
Umbrafer (10:37:39 PM): Interesting.
Thematrian1 (10:40:39 PM): Mr. S has finally calmed.
Thematrian1 (10:40:58 PM): Handlebar Man cautiously gets off the bike.
circlmastr (10:40:58 PM): *goes back to my seat*
Thematrian1 (10:41:13 PM): He whispers "stay", then walks over to the leftmost freight elevator
Dragcrell (10:41:53 PM): (lol)
Umbrafer (10:42:13 PM): Is there any illumination here besides the headlamp?
Thematrian1 (10:43:37 PM): No. There're flourescents high on the ceiling in this new open space, but they're off.
Thematrian1 (10:44:09 PM): There's a switch or something dangling from a cable, but HM ignores it in favor of the "call elevator" button
Thematrian1 (10:48:04 PM): nothing happens
circlmastr (10:48:27 PM): (Gasp)
Umbrafer (10:48:32 PM): #OK people, field trip. What's been up with NP?#
circlmastr (10:48:43 PM): #NP?#
Dragcrell (10:49:05 PM): *ears twich* #what now?#
Thematrian1 (10:49:14 PM): NP shot a few more windshields, then started rummaging through his? crashed car
Umbrafer (10:50:51 PM): #The guy with the motorcycle's trying to get up to the surface. I figure we want to know what he knows, and he's stuck right now.#
Dragcrell (10:51:13 PM): #so we have to go fech him?#
Umbrafer (10:51:52 PM): #That's the idea.#
Umbrafer (10:52:28 PM): #Blake, keep an eye on NP. The rest of you, see if you can't dig him out and see if there's anything worth taking inside.#
Dragcrell (10:53:44 PM): #sounds like fun# *streches* #how do we get to the one you want?#
Umbrafer (10:54:30 PM): #He's in the garage and downstairs. I don't know much more than that, other than that he's at the base of a batch of three freight elevators.#
Umbrafer (10:54:46 PM): Do the freight elevators look like they're suitable for vehicle transport?
Thematrian1 (10:55:03 PM): oh, definitely
Thematrian1 (10:55:10 PM): you could fit the van in one of those shafts no problem
Umbrafer (10:55:51 PM): And the passageway we came through, it's how wide? Alley? One-lane street? Wider or narrower?
Umbrafer (10:56:02 PM): (One-lane being one-way, one-lane)
Thematrian1 (10:56:58 PM): three lane highway, give or take
Umbrafer (10:57:04 PM): Interesting.
Dragcrell (10:57:23 PM): #how do we get to it?#
Umbrafer (10:57:54 PM): #Take a look around the first floor. A clump of elevators that big should be easy to find.#
circlmastr (10:58:34 PM): #Aren't the elevators full of bugs?#
Umbrafer (10:59:01 PM): #Not these ones, I hope. If they are, well, we'll deal with that then.#
Dragcrell (10:59:15 PM): #Rrright# *Glares at Mr. S and bears her fangs befor opening the door of the van and geting out*
Thematrian1 (10:59:27 PM): He sits.
Thematrian1 (10:59:40 PM): Handlebar Man punches the elevator button some more.
Thematrian1 (11:02:31 PM): SC: you're outside the van, facing the Car-Lok. The entrances to the garage are covered with retractable iron gates
Dragcrell (11:02:41 PM): *closes the door and goes looking for the freight elevators keeping a eye out of any trouble*
Thematrian1 (11:03:01 PM): Todd?
Umbrafer (11:04:25 PM): Todd makes the best meat pies in town.
circlmastr (11:04:50 PM): Todd stays in the van, distrustful of Mr. S.
Dragcrell (11:04:56 PM): *tests the gates out to see how well they are made*
Thematrian1 (11:05:30 PM): They are quite thick, made of simple iron. Cutting through them clearly isn't going to work.
Dragcrell (11:05:31 PM): (aw unless he could out run S.C. he woun't get far and besides its ratehr hard to out run MMG rounds or so I hear)
Umbrafer (11:05:43 PM): (Blake can watch S, too)
Umbrafer (11:05:51 PM): (And we could give the kids knives)
Thematrian1 (11:05:54 PM): The garage is open on the upper floors, though.
Dragcrell (11:06:57 PM): *takes a walk up to the nearest opening and then looks for a way to the first floor or the elevatiors*
Umbrafer (11:10:08 PM): *Watches EBPD*
Thematrian1 (11:10:24 PM): EBPD?
Umbrafer (11:11:09 PM): Elevator-Button-Pushing Dude
Thematrian1 (11:11:32 PM): He wanders back over to the bike. "Sorry"
Thematrian1 (11:11:55 PM): After a short, embarassed silence: "Hey, ah...are you human?"
Umbrafer (11:12:43 PM): Hm. To mess with him, or not to mess with him? ;)
Umbrafer (11:12:49 PM): *Dims and restores headlight in response*
Dragcrell (11:13:07 PM): #no powerrr#
Umbrafer (11:13:10 PM): (Or brightens and restores, or whatever way I can manipulate it without turning it off)
Thematrian1 (11:13:16 PM): Another pause. "That wasn't actually too helpful."
Thematrian1 (11:13:22 PM): "I mean, thanks."
Umbrafer (11:13:54 PM): *Dim-restore*
Umbrafer (11:14:12 PM): #Yeah, I figure that's the problem. There should be another way down, but this is Ares…#
Dragcrell (11:14:32 PM): #worrrking on it#
Umbrafer (11:14:40 PM): I don't suppose there's any kind of digital readout anywhere on me, is there?
Thematrian1 (11:15:32 PM): No. There's a datajack port, of course.
Umbrafer (11:17:11 PM): Hm. Well, hopefully he'll figure it out eventually. For now, I'll start back up and do a slow tour of the immediate area, looking for maintenance hatches, stairwells, or other ways up.
Dragcrell (11:17:38 PM): Dragcrell rolled 6 6-sided dice: 5 3 2 4 2 2
Thematrian1 (11:18:06 PM): There's a ladder built into each elevator, on the left-hand wall, next to the door
Dragcrell (11:20:39 PM): Dragcrell rolled 6 6-sided dice: 1 1 1 3 4 4
Thematrian1 (11:20:48 PM): No maintainence hatches in this elevator space; there are probably several in the tunnelheadingback to the Tower
Umbrafer (11:20:59 PM): *Nods* Well, I'll look around and try to come up with some kind of sign language for motorcycles.
Dragcrell (11:21:15 PM): #found a way down#
Umbrafer (11:21:17 PM): Why doesn't this already exist, Alex asks herself. Has no one seen the need?
Umbrafer (11:21:39 PM): #Perfect. Where in relation to the elevators?#
Dragcrell (11:23:10 PM): #laderrr next to one#
Thematrian1 (11:23:18 PM): You have Handlebar Man's complete attention
Umbrafer (11:23:54 PM): I'll keep an eye out for Essie.
Thematrian1 (11:27:09 PM): Alex: passive sensors
Umbrafer (11:27:15 PM): Umbrafer rolled 8 6-sided dice: 4 4 3 6 6 1 2 3
Umbrafer (11:27:19 PM): Umbrafer rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4 5
Umbrafer (11:27:31 PM): 29, 8, 2, 2
Umbrafer (11:27:34 PM): Er
Umbrafer (11:27:36 PM): 9
Umbrafer (11:28:38 PM): Incidentally, how are the sensors on this thing? What're the optics like? Not a full calibration, just a general idea of things like the presence or absence of thermographic imaging, approximate zoom level, etc.
Dragcrell (11:29:16 PM): *slowly moves up behind the man quitly but stops just short of reaching him and stops* "Nice bike"
Thematrian1 (11:29:24 PM): It's about on par with the blimp. Sensors were clearly not priority 1 for whoever put this thing together.
Umbrafer (11:29:41 PM): Figured.
Thematrian1 (11:29:43 PM): Him: "Buh? Tha-GAH!!"
Umbrafer (11:29:54 PM): *Blink blink*
Thematrian1 (11:30:15 PM): "Tell me you two are working together."
Umbrafer (11:30:18 PM): *Gently rubs against Essie's leg*
Umbrafer (11:30:27 PM): *Without driving over her foot*
Thematrian1 (11:30:32 PM): (Ok, now Shojo can be jealous)
Thematrian1 (11:30:47 PM): The motorcycle strops up against the cat. It's a weirdly backward scenario.
Dragcrell (11:31:05 PM): *lays ears back* #cute# "yes she want to talk with you"
Umbrafer (11:32:06 PM): #Sorry, best way I could think to make it clear we're on the same team.#
Thematrian1 (11:32:19 PM): He nods. "I'll - I'll go quietly. I won't make any trouble, I promise."
circlmastr (11:32:35 PM): #Ask if he can speak Sperethiel.#
Umbrafer (11:32:46 PM): #Ask him who he is and what he's doing. And that.#
Umbrafer (11:33:06 PM): #Play it friendly, we've got some goodwill.#
Dragcrell (11:33:18 PM): "Good. Whats your name and what arrre you doing?"
Dragcrell (11:33:50 PM): #dont worry I well not eat him I might magle him if he trrrys to hurrrt me tho#
Umbrafer (11:34:32 PM): #If he attacks, all bets are off. I'm just saying he might be favourably inclined towards us, and we should keep it that way.#
Thematrian1 (11:34:42 PM): He's slowly putting his hands up. "I'm Derek Trask, Administrative, pay number 10833472Y"
Dragcrell (11:35:06 PM): "What arrre you doing Derrrek?"
Thematrian1 (11:35:20 PM): He swallows. "I was, ah, stealing that motorcycle."
Dragcrell (11:35:53 PM): "how did you get it frrrom the towerrr?"
Thematrian1 (11:36:00 PM): "I thought our security was off the grid. Shows what I know, huh?" He's laced his hands behind his head.
Thematrian1 (11:36:42 PM): "I took the passcodes out of Willie Rap's desk. He always writes them down, you guys should do something about that."
Thematrian1 (11:36:51 PM): He's talking faster now, still not meeting your eyes.
Dragcrell (11:37:19 PM): #should I brrring him up to the van?#
Dragcrell (11:38:17 PM): *locks her eyes on Derek* "by chance you speek any Sperethiel?"
Umbrafer (11:38:37 PM): #Tell him to relax, that we're not here to bust him, and that if he helps us out we can help him walk away from everything. Don't tell him we aren't Ares, but don't tell him we are. And yeah, we should bring him upstairs soon.#
Dragcrell (11:39:03 PM): roll-dice 6
Dragcrell (11:39:10 PM): Dragcrell rolled 6 6-sided dice: 6 5 2 2 1 2
Dragcrell (11:39:17 PM): Dragcrell rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
Dragcrell (11:40:03 PM): "We arrre not herrre to bust you rrrelax"
Thematrian1 (11:40:40 PM): He shades over from nervous to perplexed. "Then why...?"
Umbrafer (11:41:22 PM): #We're here to investigate the situation in the tower.#
Umbrafer (11:41:52 PM): #Tell him we're from Detroit, if he asks. That should stop more questions.#
Umbrafer (11:42:20 PM): #Correction: tell him Detroit sent us if he asks.#
Dragcrell (11:42:27 PM): "We arrre herrre to investigate the situation in the towerrr." #ok when should I haul him to the van?#
Umbrafer (11:43:23 PM): #After he responds to this.#
Thematrian1 (11:43:39 PM): He nods. "Things are...it's kind of complicated. It's not just one Tower anymore, you know?"
circlmastr (11:43:57 PM): #So does he speak Sperethiel?#
Dragcrell (11:44:09 PM): #ask him laterrr#
Dragcrell (11:44:28 PM): "no that is why we arrre herrre to find out"
Thematrian1 (11:45:38 PM): He nods. "I'll help however I can."
Umbrafer (11:46:14 PM): #That's our cue. Pull him out, we can figure out how to get the 'cycle out later.#
Dragcrell (11:46:25 PM): #ok#
Thematrian1 (11:47:21 PM): He's still watching the motorcycle
Dragcrell (11:47:22 PM): "The way out is up the laderrr therrre by the elevatorrrs the powerrr is out so we well have to climb" *poitns to the way she came down and waits for him to start up then follows*
Thematrian1 (11:47:40 PM): He climbs, taking one sad look over his shoulder at the idling motorcycle.
Umbrafer (11:47:56 PM): I'll do a wheelie cheerfully.
Umbrafer (11:49:01 PM): Do I know of any schoolbus storage lots nearby? Especially ones that might have a remote-control interface?
Thematrian1 (11:49:10 PM): He momentarily looks annoyed.
Thematrian1 (11:49:20 PM): You have a map, you could find one.
Thematrian1 (11:50:23 PM): Derek emerges on the ground floor.
Umbrafer (11:50:42 PM): *Nods* Motorcycle will find a corner, then hang out powered down except for sensors, keeping watch for movement.
Umbrafer (11:51:14 PM): Hm. It'll turn its headlight on for one minute every five, keeping it on and pinging me if it detects movement.
Thematrian1 (11:51:23 PM): ok
Dragcrell (11:51:47 PM): #well need a way to open the gates I dont think I can pack him down from the uper floors#
Umbrafer (11:53:03 PM): #Check inside. There might be an emergency mechanism, depending on how secure it was meant to be#
Thematrian1 (11:54:29 PM): There's a security station just inside each gate. Each has a desk, terminal, and room for two security guards.
Dragcrell (11:54:47 PM): "Wait by the gate there" *points to the gate closest to the van then looks for a way to get the gate open*
Thematrian1 (11:56:26 PM): He waits by the gate.
Thematrian1 (11:57:45 PM): He tries to pull off a casual lean against the bars, but it doesn't really work.
Dragcrell (11:58:29 PM): *snorts then goes backt o looking*
Thematrian1 (12:00:05 AM): inside the station, you find a switch marked "master breaker"
Dragcrell (12:00:51 AM): *I flip it on*
Thematrian1 (12:01:41 AM): the gate retracts
Thematrian1 (12:01:45 AM): the lights come on
Dragcrell (12:02:37 AM): (well have fun all I'm out to bed
Dragcrell has left the chat room.

Thematrian1 (12:02:53 AM): And that's a wrap.
Umbrafer (12:04:07 AM): So we've met one guy from Administration and one guy from the Rigger Patrol. Did the woman in the basement say where she worked?
Umbrafer (12:04:19 AM): Also, did we get anyone else's payroll code? We should be collecting those.
Umbrafer (12:04:27 AM): Maybe there will be a prize if we redeem 100.
Umbrafer (12:05:55 AM): Anyway, Matt will be jealous when we tell him we met the Penguin. And by the Penguin I mean the Not Penguin, and by met I mean observed from long range, but close enough.
Umbrafer (12:06:24 AM): Sleep well, all.
Thematrian1 (12:06:25 AM): yeah, that's quite an accomplishment, there
Umbrafer (12:06:39 AM): *Waves* 'Til Thursday.
Chat room exited at 12/27/2006 12:06:44 AM.