Session Start: Wed Jun 09 22:00:20 1999 * Logging #whosim to 'coming1.log' Hmm Then you ought to get that stuff then Jen Rob, wakey wakey! Start a game log for me please. <<~~~once more very very tired Trying too. My brother keeps forgetting to order it for me. Very frustrating. Working alot? Why dont you set your system to autolog the chats ? My computer may crash remember? Monday got up at 5.30 Worked from 7- 530 . Ate and was online until 11 *** Joins: Doctor (ircle@ABD2A1E6.ipt.aol.com) *plop* Tuesday Got up at 5.30 Worked from 7-530 Didnt get home til 7 Ran an Online game from 10-1230 :::Stands up and brushes himself off.::: Long day. I spent the weekend with my brother's kids. Up at 7, run around all day, then cry themselves to sleep at 11. Exhausting. Hmm, so much for poof. Hi Tuna. Great script! Wednesday got up at 5-30 Worked from 7-5.30 started getting sleepy about 8 oclock Hello all. Why thank you. It is about my 6th idea. Did you talk to Ruth? I have not spoken to Ruth this week. 10 hour days outside in 98+ degree weather has worn me out this week No email either. Ah, then it's a case of GMTA. She was IMing me Sat about a dog world story. Yeah, Rob, it's the heat that will do it. Mary is IMing me now. I'll let you know what's up. Hey, that's nothing. Yesterday's rush hour here got stopped when a truck hauling a CAT digger knocked down a footbridge near my dad's work. Had traffic stalled for hours in the heat and killed a guy. I just have to last another 3 days then I ll be off work for a day Where are you working? Work is such a heinous institution. Building a New Lowes store Jen *** IrishTCat sets mode: +o Doctor It reached a 100 here today Oh, ouch that's rough. How do you handle it? and something like 97% humidity *** Joins: DWRanma (alxkeegan2@98ACCAF1.ipt.aol.com) Hi everyone!!! Hi David! I made it, so far. Im tough .. :) Hurray!! *** JenK sets mode: +o DWRanma Tough and very sleepy *** JenK changes topic to 'NADW Sim: Coming of Age Pt 1' Hi David Hi Rob! Hi Tuna! I think Tuna stepped away to answer Mary's IM. David, is Brynna online? not that I saw Hello to you. I am trying to give Mary advice for getting here on MIRC. Feel free to chime in, as my MAC lore may be out of place. I seriously thought about bowing out tonight and trying to get some sleep .. doesn't look like it why haven't you been getting enough sleep, Rob? She is at MsTegan2 Hmm Let me repeat what I told Jen ..:) Monday got up at 5.30 Worked from 7- 530 . Ate and was online until 11 Tuesday Got up at 5.30 Worked from 7-530 Didnt get home til 7 Ran an Online game from 10-1230 OK, Mary is going to keep trying, so she says she will drop in when she can and not to wait. Wednesday got up at 5-30 Worked from 7-5.30 started getting sleepy about 8 oclock ahh, burning the candle at both ends My dedication is such a terrible burden at times we're glad you're dedicated though, Rob:-) I appreciate your dedication. Wednesday is probably the worse day of the week for me in being tired Middle of the week is roughest. drink Caffeeine!! guzzle down that Cherry coke, boy!!:-) Dedication is always a terrible burden, given most people;s lack of it. However, what little there is plays a critical role in keeping the whole system from falling apart. *ahem* I have an immunity to caffeine eat some chocolate!! Ok, so who's playing who tonight? I agree,Tuna I can try and play lots of roles.... Plus I am starting to sunburn as well Did someone claim Swizzle? <===The Doctor stay out of the sun, Rob <=== Queen Fido If not, I'll play him/them. Phantom Menace has me interested in droids. ]Umm David I am working outside so therefore i cant stay out of the sun use sunscreen then <<~~~Irish T Cat Wear a big sombrero Then that gets dust on it and makes me itch No Have to wear Hard Hats Well, the problem is that we have three scenes and four people. <=== Swizzle, Felina (alternate role) That is difficult. Shall we cancel one of the scenes? How about canelling the Doctor & Irish aboard the TARDIS? Just have them appear suddenly. I guess that's already how it starts. Hmm. My bad. Erase that. that's okay, Tuna I can do General Bowser as well. We'll be ok. Let's cancel the cat scene or the dog scene. I need to go clean my bed off .. BRB Or do you think we can do both? I'll help wherever needed Ok Back I'm willing to try it. hurray!!! Either way. Lets give up and all go home .. :) But let;s do it, I guess. I'm game. I'll focus on extras in the dog scene. okey dokey, ready, I'll roll the credits <> <> <> # = Royal Doghouse $ = TARDIS lands in forest near Royal Doghouse *** JenK is now known as Swizzle # ::rotates big screen head panel for queen's view:: $ ::Irish pauses at the Door and looks warily around:: I dont like the smell of this place at all. $ :::The Doctor steps out of the TARDIS and takes a deep breath.::: Ah, excellent. So fresh and pure. *** DWRanma is now known as GenBowzer # QFido> ::Sits on throne and slobbers::: $ ::Irish grumbles:: No It stinks of mutt .. ::wrinkles nose:: # ::metallic voice squeeks:: Factory received 99.8945% damage.... uh-umm Your Majesty. #:::Gen. Bowzer shuffles into the throne room, pausing briefly to scratch::: $ Stupid Cat chasing mutts at that.. # QFido> Hhhmmmmm. My suculent new technology and savory wealth.... # ::images of rubble bordering a flowing benzene river flow across screen:: $ :::The Doctor looks around::: And why not? This planet is a marvelous example of how different species can learn to live together. You'll see... # This new attack worries me. [[Bloody comfortable chair I keep sliding down on it]] # ::bleeps as it's scanner eye swivels tracking the new arrival:: $ I dont believe it .. # It must have been the Tabbys! $ :::The Doctor walks off through the forest expounding on the benefits of learning to live together and cooperate...::: # ::a mosaic image of the general's jaw displays on Swizzle's internal relay with associated info code from cpu:: $ Felines getting along with **Dogs** .. Its unnatural is what it is .. # Negative. ::bleeps to change image:: Damage too severe for feline natives. #:::Discreetly shakes slobber from his jaws::: #QFido> Arf! Arf! Don't be mentioning something as unappetizing as a cat! Speak in more measured yowls. # ::autoscreen wipers wipe away general's slobber from view screen:: $ ::The Doctor comes to a clearing.::: # Your wish is my command $ Its one of those **dogs** up ahead .. ::Irish growls and his fur stands up:: #QFido> Yoooou, pile of moving metal, you or one like you must be helping these fur and claws. # Supplying them with weapons? ::growls::: *** Joins: AdmBreon (breon@W-424.charter-stl.com) # No one gets better weapons than us ::::growls again::: [[I think I can make it until 11 but after that I need to get to bed urgently]] # Bzzzk, erk, bzzzzz.... ::rolls backward in defensive posture:: $ ::Spot comes strolling into the clearing and sees Irish and the Doctor, but reacts in a friendly way.::: *** GenBowzer sets mode: +o AdmBreon ? $ :::The Doctor looks at Spot and greets him::: Hello, it is nice to be here on your planet. $ This **dog** better not drool on me .. ::Irish watches the dog approaching:: $ Spot> :::Looks suspiciously at Irish::: # Negative. Swizzle Corp alliance with canine natives only. Query: If primitive felines did destroy benzene factory then where did they acquire the arms. $Spot> Yoww, and well met! $ Thats a matter of opinion .. #QFido> From your enemies, may their appetites be blighted. # ::radars buzz with activity:: There must be alien involvement. #:::Gen scratches himself again::: $ Spot> :::Extends his hand and he and the Doctor shake.::: # Aliens ::growl::: *** Quits: AdmBreon (Quit: Leaving) [[Hmm He comes to tell us he cant stay ? Does that seem pointless in a way ? ]] # QFido> :::lifts her massive canine carcass and lungs forward knocking over a small attending dog, she snarls::: <> <> $ Dont be expecting me to shake paws .. ::Irish starts swishing his tail:: #QFido> General Bowser, I am tired of your inaction! You will mobilize and investigate these threats to my wealth and corpulence! $Spot> Well, you are an interesting pair. # Yes Ma'am!! :::salutes::: $ Im the wise cautious one of our duo .. ::Irish cat grins at the Doctors back:: $Spot> You say you are visitors to Pond? $ :::The Doctor smiles::: Why yes, here to see how your two races are getting along. # The threat may be more substantial than warrior canines can arrest.... bleep... Your Majesty. # Then you will help us combat it...::bares his teeth::: QFido> Insignificant pile of moving and too talkative metal must remember where you are. This is my world, and you are merely renting parts of it from me! $ Hes trying to teach me to tolerate **dogs** is his real reason for being here despite whatever else he might say.. # ::rolls backward as if in defense from Queen's rage, voice squeaks higher:: Factory obliterated. Alien weaponry stronger than canine arms. $ Spot> ::Tells the Doctor and Irish the full story of how the two races, Tabbys & Bassets, had learned to live in separate peace, until the Swizzle Corp. came.::: # Suggest extreme caution, reconnaisance only for consultation with Swizzle Corp command. $ :::The Doctor shakes is head::: That is not what I expected to find here. Perhaps you should, ah, er, take me to your leader. # ::radars twirl with incoming activity:: General Browser, CPU advises survey of Plutonium reprocessing plant. # We will "consult" with you, for now... $Spot> :::Smiles as much as a dog can:: My mighty Queen Fido would be interested in seeing visitors to Pond. She may decide not to lick you. $ Just what I want to do, Go visit with more of the lesser speicies on the planet # Will send warriors to investigate, Your Worshipfullness #QFido> :::Yowls loudly::: Pluto Plant #37, with bonus payment coming up next moon! General Bowser! :::shakes her jowls ::: Take some troops to that #37! See it makes next bonus payment deadline! # ::eye scanner swivels over Gen Bowser then the Queen:: Consultation good for both canine natives and Swizzle. These threats undermine our.... errgg bleep partnership. # :::activates a comunit and sends a warrior team to investigate::: # We ... errgg... humbly depart.... bleep.... Your Majesty. # Spot> :::Leads the Doctor and Irish into the throneroom of the Royal doghouse, and a sudden hush falls over the chamber at the appearance of such strange beings.::: # ::viewscreen compacts into it's head, twirls on 5 caster wheels and rolls out door:: #uurrrh? [[If we can get through this bit of the middle I am going to have to sign off]] #QFido> :::Squints her watery old eyes at the Doctor, and then at the green cat...so small!:::: $ ::Irish looks around with typical cat superiority showing in his every move:: *** Joins: MsTegan (wgred@nt1-37.eclipse.net) [[Eeek Wrong symbol ]] > *** GenBowzer sets mode: +o MsTegan #::Irish looks around with typical cat superiority showing in his every move:: [[Hi Mary]] # They are awestruck by my perfection I see .. ::Irish cleans the dust off his paws:: # :::The Doctor stands before the throne and looks oveer the queen and her court::: @ = Tabby Circle *** Swizzle is now known as Felina #qfido> Explain yourself miserable monkey spawn! # Is this the waiting room that leads to the royal chambers and such ? #::Gen Bowser watches the two newcomers with great curiousity::: *** MsTegan is now known as Fluffy @ ::fluffy and short haired two-legged tabbys sit in the spirit circle shaking their tales with a nervous twitch:: @ ::Approaches Felina and bows respectfully:: #:::sniffs the air:::: # :::The Doctor bows towards the Queen::: I am honored to present myself to such a grane dam as yourself. I am the Doctor, a trveller who tries to help where I can, and this is my friend and extraordinary cat, Irish. @ ::in the center/head of the circle, the wizened old gray tabby listens, her green eyes clouded with age yet sharply acknowledge young one before her:: Yes Fluffy. What do you hunt? # :::Many of the canines oif the court come up to sniff at the new arrivals::: @::Clears throat:: Venerable Felina, I hunt the truth, as always, and have come to share my catch with you. # ::Irish hisses at any who get to close to him:: @ ::sheaths and unsheathes claws:: I'm listening. @::Nervously twitches tail:: As I hunted truth, I found her in the form of pollution venerable one. @Truth was easy to find, the land reeked of it... #QFido> Move back you young pups! I will speak to this stranger. Tell me, how did you lose your fur, and why would you help us? Perhaps you are an agent of that power from beyond who threatens us. @ Pollution? ::sniffs the air and growls:: Yes, the air is bathed in it. @ From where does this foulness come, young Fluffy? This is the truth I found...the land is sick and not only that old one... # This isnt very impressive at all.. Where are the threats and the chasing and the mistaken identities and such .. # :::The Doctor steps towards the Queen::: I have never had the pleasure of having my own fur, your majesty. And, I help because I care and if I am welcome. You look to be in need to some good advice, based on the looks of your closest advisors. [[The Doctor is trying to make a good impression while Irish is trying to be annoying]] @...we can blame it all on the slobbering dogs, gracious one <4 minutes> # ::Irish looks innocent as if he hasnt just insulted the whole lot of the dogs:: @ ::growls softly:: Our planet kin has entered a blood pack with the metal creatures. @ Their Swizzle robot factories will be the death of us all. # QFido> We will let you prove your claims of assistance, while we have our noses to your tail at all moments! General Bowser will watch over you and let you see what damage has been done, damage which I still expect to be linked to those foul felines! *Howl* @ I saw only trouble in that union. Is this why sickness has come to our kin? @ Here is one more truth, ::shudders:: we are seeing strange mutations among many of our people # Yes, come along with me, we'll check out the plant, together! @ Skreech>:: A young orange tabby barely older than a kitten speaks up from Felina's side:: [[Sorry I need to go to bed now :( ]] # :::The Doctor speaks quietly to Irish as they leave:: See, it doesn't always go so badly! # Hmmm It will somehow .. ::swishes tail with determination:: @ Skreech>Yes, wise one. I have heard of such mutations as brave Fluffy speaks. #QFido> STOP! Captain of the Guard, give these two my royal collar of service so that all will know they are under my protection! @ Yes, old one, I believe the factories are the source of the mutations...our people nearest to the plants have had many stillborns this past year. [[As long as that two inch spider doesnt crawl up my blanket while I am sleeping]] [[Night everyone Send me a log someone]] # :::A Young dog brings two colars to the Doctor and Irish.::: *** Parts: IrishTCat (rlstubbs@user-2ivf1g3.dialup.mindspring.com) @ ::Felina shakes head, softly growling and stroking a protective motherly paw over Skreech:: Loosing kittens is more painful than all else. # :::The Doctor reaches out and takes both::: I'll take my friend's collar, thank you. We'll do something with it when we start on our journey. @ ::Grooms whiskers and tries not to look as worried as he is:: # :::The Doctor and Irish exit the throne chamber, more prisoners than anything else. But, symbolically, the Doctor tosses the two collars behind a bush as soon as they are outside.::: <2.5> @ Skreech> Wise one, should we not stop this pollution? Brave Fluffy could do it. @ ::Nervously twitches tail and tries hard not to look too eager for the task:: #::Bowser and his team walk over to the Scoobymobile::: $ = at the Plutonium Factory # Hop to it, lads!! @ I would be most honored to hunt truth for you again honorable Felina @ You are idealistic young kit. You must learn our ways. Perhaps Fluffy can teach you? Bravery is modest, yes my young explorer? #::the Team, along with the Doctor, Irish and Spot, travel to the plutonium factory::: $Spot> :::Walks towards the shore of the lake where the Plutoinioum plant dumps its waste::: #:::Dog Warriors come trotting up towards the group:::: @ Then I bid you hunt more truth for us. And take young young kit with you. $ :::The Doctor follows Spot and scans the area on his pocket watch.::: @ But take care... ::growls in warning:: I too see many things when my eyes are closed. @ As you say honest one. I shall take Screech and teach him the ways of the hunt. #:::Bowser keeps a steady eye out for Tabby terrorists::: @ @ @ Skreech> What do you see, wise one? $ :::The Doctor shakes his head sadly as he reaches the water.:: This location may well remain radioactive for tens of thousands of years! @ ::Throws whiskers forward,knowing a vision is coming:: @ Two strangers come to Pond, one our kin the other ... different. They will bring disaster. $ :::The Doctor stops, and then scans the area again::: But wait, that doesn't make sense! @ ::Sits quietly and tries to memorize the vision:: $ :::The Doctor clambers towards the water and takes a small vial out of his pocket and captures a water sample::: # :::panting Dog Warriors trot up to the General::: @::fur on the nape of his neck stands out:: What now? @ ::gets a far away look in her wizened green eyes:: Disaster is very near, my kits. I see the metal buildings by the water, the place reeks, can you smell it? $ :::The Doctor clambers back up to show the water to Spot::: You see, this is most interesting. The waste pipe is coming from the factory and into the water, so the water should be more radioactive as a medium of transmission, but it isn't. @ ::eyes turn sharply at Fluffy:: You must go now. Investigate. @ ::Meews loudly:: I go as you command! @ ::Leaps to feet and yells to Screech:: let us leave now, child! $Spot> That doesn't make sense, Doctor. The lake cannot have "eaten" the radioactivity, could it? @ ::Exits the circle with screech trailing behind:: $ :::The wind begins to blow off the lake and whisps around the evil plutonium plant::: @ Skreech> ::Meows a little softer:: As you wish, wise one. ::bows then turns an enthusiastic eye on Fluffy as she trails hims into her first adventure:: @ ::Lopes with long strides, smelling deeply searching for truth:: $ :::The Doctor stands with the wind blowing in his hair, he looks out towards the lake::: No, it couldn't have, as far as I know. I'm often surprised how close that often is. @ ::as they depart, more visions cloud Felina's eyes, she tilts her head back and caterwauls her misery:: $ :::The Doctor shakes his head::: It isn't bery far at all. @ ::Follows his nose towards the closest factory, pauses and waits for Screech to catch up:: Not very big. Smaller than 1 M ! = cat chase? *** Felina is now known as Skreech @ Do you understand the importance of our mission, kit? !:::Dog warriors and robot guards patrol the plant::: $ ::: The sky begins to darken over the lake::: ! The fate of not only our people but the health of the whole planet is in our paws! ! Hunting truth is a noble quest, brave Fluffy. I confess... ::deftly flutters tail:: I have always admired your noble hunts. ! ::Delivers the kit a scating look: Look out there, kit. The pollution seems to grow, but along the shore near the factory the damage seems to be less. ! I seek to become a hunter like you. ! ::blinks wide-eyed admired out of her eyes and focuses on the shore:: ! ::Turns to Skreech:: Perhaps your fate is different, to be a hunter is to be consumed by the chase. Do you wish such a thing? $ :::The Doctor moves away from the shore as he sees the storm building::: Spot, we better move away. Something tells me we are about to experience a weather anomaly. ! :: Paces restlessly, wanting to RUN, trying to teach, needing to HUNT.:: ! I see. Then that means the water must not be source of the foulness? $ :::The Doctor opens his pocket and Irish jumps in, then hangs out of the pocket to watch events::: $Irish> Bad weather, Maker. Does not feel right. ! ::Looks at the kit with admiration:: your eyes are sharp, perhaps you will learn to hunt yet! ! ::purrs softly then does a doubletake:: But how can that be? The water lies between the factory and the savanna. ! :::Dog Warriors catch scent of the TAbby Terrorists::: ! ::Flexes claws:: let us creep closer and hunt the truth ::takes off:: $ :::The Doctor, Spot, and Irish stop on a hilltop and watch the sky darken as the wind picks up.::: ! ::chases after Fluffy at breakneck pace:: $ :::The Doctor scans the horizon with his watch:: Well, with that kind of pattern it should be dying down now. ! ::wanting to impress him with her swiftness, she speeds up vaunting small hills and boulders on water bank:: ! :: Runs, consumed by the hunt, heedless of his young student:: ! Aroooooh!! *** GenBowzer is now known as DogW1 ! ::vaults off boulder, over Fluffy and directly at feet of warrior dogs:: ! ::lands on all fours, her hair shoots straight up at sight of oncoming dog jawls:: ! ::hisses and howls loud cat screech:: !:::dog warriors howl as they catch the scent and start chasing:: ! ::Dogs and robots begin chasing Skreech::: !::Hears the sound of DOG, and stops, looking for Skreech:: @ = Spirit Circle *** Skreech is now known as Felina Felina> :::Falls into a waking trance and sees a swirling cloud of gas far below her, then she comes down closer to it...she sees that it is a tornado, and it is sucking her into its eye.:: *** Felina is now known as Skreech !:::Dog warriors give chase, howling out to each other::: #=spirit circle #Felina> :::As the tornado swirls around her in her dreams, she sees that the winds are full of living creatures, but she sees that they are all dying, choking to death, as they swirl in the winds. Soon she is whirling inside a tornado of death and corpses, the dead animals of her planet.::: !:: Sees skreech and Yowls with anger:: ! ::Takes off after the pack, silently, swiftly, hunting...:: ! ::Suddenly realizing how much it would sicken him to lose the little kit:: !:::Dogs start to close in::: $! :::The winds blow much harder, and begin to howl as a dark funnel cloud appears on the horizon over the lake, and it heads toward the shore and the plutonium plant from off of the water.::: ! ::hisses. growls and swipes at the warrior dogs while swirving around in a circlular path:: $ :::The Doctor grabs Spot and a few dog warriors::: Follow me, move at 90 degree angles from the cloud! !::Catches up to the pack, and dives through their midst to land beside Skreech:: !:::Dog warriors tree the Tabbies::: ! ::panting and growling:: So many slobbering ones. ! ::whiskers forward and hissing, he yells:: follow me! !:::dogs look at each other in frustration::: ! ::With a leap over the dog's heads, he bounds into the nearest tree:: ! ::backs toward tree, swipes at lead dog's nose and claws way up trunk after Fluffy:: $! :::The wind is now lifting up light objkecxts and toss them around with some force, the howling of the wind is growing, and the funnel cloud marches over the llake toward the plant.::: *** Joins: GailPolly (gailpolly@ppp210.icu.com) ! ::struggles for a pawhold in top trunks beside Fluffy:: *** DogW1 sets mode: +o GailPolly ! ::Climbs higher and stops at the top of the tree, waiting for Skreech:: *** DogW1 is now known as DogW2 ! Go get those new Stun weapons! $ :::The Doctor shouts to some dog warriors running toward the plutonium plant::: No, stop, turn around. You are going right into its path! ! !:::Dog races back towards the plant to get the stun weapons::: @:::At the circle Felina's vision has become her total reality, swirling in a vortex of death, along with all of the life of her planet, choked to death.::: ! ::Moves over and makes room for Skreech on the branch:: $:::Dog races up and reports to General of the treeing of the Tabby terrorists::: $ :::The Doctor looks at the funnel cloud and gasps::: My stars, that can't be! ! I must apologize youngling, I never meant to put you at risk... $! ::: The funnel cloud picks up speed and heads towards the plant, everything not nailed down is flying in the air.::: ! Not your fault. I thought to impress you. Wise one taught me better. Foolish to pretend what your not. I... I'm not brave like you Fluffy. What do we do now? $:::Gen Bowser holds onto a tree with all his might:: ! the chase consumes me so that I forget the reason for the chase...to serve our people, to protect the innocent..I have failed Felina. $ :::The Doctor is trying to lead Spot nd some others away from the funnel cloud, but is failing. The winds creach critical velocity. They are being sucked into the center of the funnel cloud. But before they can either escape or be sucked in, the wind lifts them up and begins twirling them through the air.::: ! ::strokes Fluffy's ear:: We have failed. ! ::Shakes off the depression and laughs:: Darned if I know, child. What do you suggest? $ :::The Doctor leaves his feet and finds himself flying through the air at the mercy of the storm.::: ! ::Likes the ear strokes, but doesn't want to admit it:: $ :::The Doctor looks down at the plutonium plant as the tornado hits it and begins ripping the structure apart.::: *** DogW2 is now known as GenBowser $ :::Robot servitors from the plant are lifted up into the air and are circling with the Doctor, his friends, and many sonf of detritus.::: ! ::a strong gust clips through the trees ruffling Skreech's fur even more on end:: ! Fluffy, look the sky! ! The sky is falling! $ :::The Doctor stops worry about his ride through the air (one could do nothing, after all) and concentrated on watching the funnel cloud.::: ! ::Tears eyes off of Skreech and looks at the sky:: !::Hisses and swipes at the air:: This can't be good, we must get out of here! $ :::The Doctor is very concerned, even if he survives. No tornado could have the power to rip apart a huge industrial installation like this one was being uprooted.::: ! ::Looks down at the Basset at the foot of the tree, then at the cloud approaching:: I choose the dog as the lesser evil, what say you child? $ :::The Doctor turned over to watch the destruction as he flew around and around in what almost seemed like slow motion. He could see why he is most concerned of all. The tornado had come from over the lake, therefore it should have been a water spout.::: ! The wind swirls. ::mewls:: I can not hold my grip. !::The air whips around the tree, and Fluffy and Skreech must hold on with every single claw:: $ :::The Doctor was relieved that Irish was still in his pocket, but was not enjoying the ride.::: $ But it wasn't a waterspout? Why? ! You must! It's too late to climb down now! ! ::One paw is ripped free from the tree and flopping around in the air:: $ :::The Doctor decides to hold that thought until he lands somewhere. Somewhere soft, he hopes.::: ! ::Sees Skreech's back paws yanked out from under her:: ! ::The other front paw is ripped loose and now Fluffy is flapping like a flag from a flag pole, hanging on by his back paws only:: $ :::The Doctor turns and looks into the vortex. The next thing the doctor saw was a large log headed his way and right into his face, and then he saw only darkness.::: $::Bowser holds on to the tree, clinging mightily, watching everyone flying all over the place::: ! MEWowowowowoeeeeewouooooowowowowo ::Screams the macho cat as the other paw is ripped loose:: $Irish>::Sticks his head out of the Doctor's pocket and looks around, only to be sad that he did.::: Maker? ! Skreech! Take my paw! ! ::cries in protest, but her claws slowly slip from their pirch scratching a path along the bark:: ! Lunges and grabs Skreech and the two of them are ripped from the tree clinging together:: ! Can't hold on. ::tries to front and back paws in, but her claws snap under the pressure:: *** Joins: Bryn (newbie@pppt153.lewiston.com) ! ::screeches in agony and terror as she flies through the air:: *** GenBowser sets mode: +o Bryn ! ::Holds Skreech tight and tries not to yowl himself:: $:::The huge funnel cloud has engulfed the entire area, making it one giant swirling mass of stones and sticks and dog warriors, and time travellers, and smashed plutonium factory.::: *** Skreech is now known as Felina <:) I had to download it tonight too, Bryn> < LOL what a trip huh> @ ::caterwauls in sympathy with the vision almost oblivious to her metal company:: @ Swizzle> ::rolls around spirit circle on its 5 casters:: Blleeep, feline native hear me! @ ::mewls in torment:: So much destruction... metal creature you can not command me when the visions come. *** Bryn sets mode: +t *** Bryn sets mode: -t @ Swizzle> Visions marks of insanity, feline. Destruction of Swizzle Corp enterprises will cease at once! Disobey this command and your biokin will suffer. @ ::peeks one wizened green eye open:: My kin already suffer, as do we all. < Since I got here late, is that you David under those long ears?> *** Quits: Bryn (Quit: bye) @ The winds come, twisting, gnarled rage to destroy your metal boxes. And my sweet kits. * GailPolly hugs everybody goodnight - will come again another time now I've figured out the place Night all!!!!! @ ::extends a sharp unsheathed claw to Swizzle:: You have done this, metal mouse. You have brought ruin to Pond!!! Hopefully next week i will be able to get on without trouble! *** Parts: Fluffy (wgred@nt1-37.eclipse.net) @ ::collapses in a heap of emotion like a work out child's toy cat:: *** Parts: GailPolly (gailpolly@ppp210.icu.com) *** Felina is now known as Swizzle <> <> Bravo gang! Good job everyone!! Very cool story Tuna. I haven't a clue who/what the bad guy is. I like that. good job indeed, Tuna Jen, did you get Steve's story idea? Oh and I made it through a game without my computer crashing. The cybergods were with me. Haven't read thru it yet but I got it. Session Close: Thu Jun 10 00:04:51 1999