Session Start: Wed Nov 17 22:03:05 1999
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<IrishTCat> I think it is more likely someones screwup somewhere .. 
<Jacie> Hi guys!
<IrishTCat> Since my initials are RLS 
<NthDoc> I've just sent you a rough draft of "Scourge of Nebruntur, Pts. II and III"
<IrishTCat> Hi Jen .. 
<Jacie> Cool! I'll check it out later.
<NthDoc> It's got plenty of holes in it for you to fill in.
<Jacie> I'm just going over the script for tonight.
<NthDoc> Sorry I didn't get it in sooner.
<IrishTCat> Do you want to collaborate ?    ::really means Jen does all the hard work while Robert takes it easy:: 
<Jacie> Ok. Life gets busy. I think there's two more weeks of this sim then we're open.
<Jacie> My life is real busy right now Rob. I'd love to but I think I'm overextended as is.
<Jacie> David's free tho, I think.
<NthDoc> I'm rather proud of the core ideas in it...it just needs a thing or two to work as a Sim.
<IrishTCat> I worked out a brief outline .. While I was waiting for someone to show up 
<IrishTCat> The Time For Crime  a 3 Part Adventure
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<Smeelia> Hello Everyone!
<NthDoc> Hi-lo!
<Jacie> Hi there, Cody?
<IrishTCat> Story Synopsis Part 1  Who is The Leader ? 
<IrishTCat> The Doctor discovers the trail for his missing memories leads directly to the Master Criminal whos features and real name are not known . The Doctor with Jacie decides to impersonate a top level computer thief and his young assistant to unravel the hidden secrets.
<IrishTCat> The Doctor and Jacie have sucessfully infiltrated the gang but can they manage to steal the heavily guarded secret weapon of the Secadde without being killed by either side.
<IrishTCat> Story Synopsis Part 2  Whats the Plan ? 
<IrishTCat> Story Synopsis Part 3   The Unmasking 
<IrishTCat> The Doctor and Jacie have managed to deliver the secret weapon to the mysterious Mastermind but can they escape L and Siri with their memories intact? 
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<NthDoc> Hi!
<AlxKeegan> Hi everyone!!
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<NthDoc> ::Is listening to a production music CD from his college Radio Station:::
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<NthDoc> howdy!
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<Doctor> *poof*
<Jacie> Sounds great Rob. This could be the Pt 2 sim of Dreams of Ancient Days?
<Jacie> Hi David & Tuna!
<Smeelia> Hi David, Tuna
<AlxKeegan> Hi Jen
<Doctor> Hello to everyone. I hope all is well and all are chipper this evening. You all look maaarvelous.
<AlxKeegan> Hi Tuna
<NthDoc> :::takes a large swig from a bottle of eye de-bagger:::
<Doctor> I hope tonight's script isn't too ambitious.
<Jacie> Why thank you. I survived my brother's wedding. On baby duty now, but my nephew's a dream infant.
<NthDoc> Ambitious?
<Doctor> Yes, trying to accomplish a lot in one week, that's what I mean.
<NthDoc> Ah, I see.
<NthDoc> Well, I have no other engagements tonight.  I've got the time.
<IrishTCat> I could always switch back to my SleepyCat name  I suppose 
<Doctor> Two corrections for script: Bolt's original ship was the Dark Ark, not the Raging drashig, which was Spud's ship.
<IrishTCat> And now my printer is out of color ink and almost out of black ink 
<Doctor> I also typed "Great Gall" instead of "Great Gall," which is sort of funny.
<Doctor> Ha ha, I mean Great Hall. See what I mean?
<AlxKeegan> Yes, we see what you mean:-)
<Jacie> LOL
<Doctor> Casting?
<Jacie> Ok so shall we do a casting call?
* IrishTCat doesnt understand two legged humor
<Jacie> <===== Jacie Hunter
* Smeelia  dons leather cat suit with bib front decorated with studded border and the engraved image of a dragon clutching a pearl 
<Doctor> <===The Doctor
<NthDoc> <=== "Daring" Derek Bolt
<AlxKeegan> <======First Mate Cecelia Gash
<Smeelia> <=======Smeelia
<Doctor> Yow, Smeelia!
<IrishTCat> <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<33333333333======== Irish T(Yes Indeedy I am a Hero ) Cat 
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<Doctor> I can do Spud if someone else can carry some of the action in the Doc's scene while I am in that other scene, telling Spud's story.
<Jacie> Ok, time for the fill ins.
<Doctor> :::Winks at Irish:::
<Jacie> I can do Willy the Blank.
<Doctor> Cool.
<Doctor> Anyone for Omicron?
<Jacie> If Spud's needed in the ending I can do her. She's in Jacie's scene anyhow.
<Doctor> I can do Omicron if someone else will do Spud. Either way.
<IrishTCat> [[Of Course being a cat hero mean getting all the food you want and plenty of nap time ]] 
<Jacie> I'll do Willy and Spud if David will take a slack for Spud for me.
<Jacie> <If I get overloaded during the stories in the middle.>
<Doctor> <===Omicron
<AlxKeegan> Now I'm getting confused
<Jacie> <Just tell Spud's story of how they got the pirate ship>
<IrishTCat> [[Garfield qualifies as one of the Legendary Cat Heroes btw except for his fondness for that stupid dog ]] 
<Jacie> <I'll do her otherwise.>
<Doctor> Now Irish saw in Coming of Age now dogs could be friends.
<Doctor> now=how
<AlxKeegan> Will do my bestest
<IrishTCat> [[Irish is a cat set in his ways ;) ]] 
<Jacie> <=== Jacie, Cpt. Spud and Willy the Blank
<Doctor> <Doctor & Omicron
<Jacie> ::readies for action::
<AlxKeegan> <===Cecelia and Spud as needed
<Doctor> Break a leg crew!
<Jacie> Let's rock and roll!
<Bolt> Woo-hoo!
<AlxKeegan> Here we go!
<AlxKeegan> <<New Adventures of Doctor Who Simulation: The Renegades>>
<AlxKeegan> <<The Order of Omicron, Part 2 - Finale>>
<AlxKeegan> <<By Alfred C. Snider>>
<Jacie> # = TARDIS
<Doctor> @ = Seat of Omicron
<Jacie> # ::TARDIS comes out of twist to the right and materializes with a wheeze and a groan::
<IrishTCat> [[Finale ?   ]] 
<Doctor> <Nope, Part 3 is finale>
<AlxKeegan> <ooops, didn't mean to leave that in there>
<IrishTCat> [[::Raps David:: ]]
<Jacie> # ::the viewscreen image forms to show a Nordic-type ice cave:: Where are we?
<Doctor> @ Omicron> ::Looks down at the two pirates chained to the floor, and grunts happly as glowing fog comes from his ample snouts.:::
<Jacie> @ Cpt. Spud> ::wriggles against her chains on the floor of a large, vaulted room::
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish looks at the hideous frozen Wet stuff with great disgust:: 
<Doctor>  # :: The Doctor::: Steps forward::: An artificial planet, but wehat is ouit there seems real enough.
<Jacie> @ Cpt. Spud> ::wants to leave but fights her fear to glare and sneer at the foggy presence::
<Smeelia> @:::::smiles at Spud's defiance:::
<AlxKeegan> @ :::tests her bounds while glowering at her captors:::
<IrishTCat> # Its better than unfrozen Wet Stuff at least but not by much . ::talking outloud:: 
<Jacie> # Real and cold. Why did we have to come here again?
<Doctor> # There seems to be persons and events goingv forward here, inside this artificial planet. We aren't here to change things or get involved. We are looking for a specific Timelord, named Omicron. I need to get some information from him, to learn of his memories. That's all.
<Jacie> @ Cpt. Spud> Alright Caspar, are you going to get on with it or not?
<Jacie> <Casper>
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish catgrins at Maker when he says that they wont get involved:: 
<AlxKeegan> @ Just what happens now?
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor::: hold out two bracelets::: These will bring you safely back to the TARDIS when you activate them. Let;s find out where Omicron is and then meet back here.
<Jacie> # And do you expect to find this Omicron? It doesn't look like anyone's around out there.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish curls his tail in the shape of a question mark when he looks at the bracelot:: 
<Jacie> # ::takes the bracelet and studies it:: A homing transmat?
<Doctor> @ Omicron> :::thunders, eyes flashing::: You face doom or delight, eternal live or endless death. Take care with your words, for you face the JUDGMENT OF OMICRON! :::fire:::
<Jacie> <cool Rob!>
<IrishTCat> # I dont need that to get back to Home .  ::Irish turns his head away and goes humph:: 
<Doctor> # Yes, I don't often use them, but since this is, as the Brig would say, just a rekkie, why not?
<AlxKeegan> @:::rolls her eyes, like she hasn't heard that before:::
<Jacie> @ Cpt. Spud> ::turns face away from the heated blaze of Omicron::
<IrishTCat> # So we are not going to get involved Maker ? ::half questioning tone:: 
<Jacie> @ Cpt. Spud> I face only my own judgement!
<Doctor> @ Omicron> If you prove yourselves clever, interesting, creative, and the survivors of exotic events, you will win my judgment. Otherwise .....
<Smeelia> @::::Looks over the chained pirates seeing how long each takes to avert their eyes from her gaze:::
<Jacie> @ Cpt. Spud> Kill us if you want, but quit these ridiculous fear tactics. They WON'T work!
<AlxKeegan> @ Otherwise what?!
<Doctor> @ Omicron> Mwaa ha ha, show them what will happen, Smeelia, to those who do not impress me!
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish's eyes sparkle with amusement at the thought of Maker not getting involved in trouble:: 
<Doctor> # Well, not yet, Irish. Let's find out if Omicron is here, get some basic feel for the place, and then meet back here.
<Jacie> # ::puts on her bracelet in the same spot she wore her time bracelet::
<Smeelia> @:::::Points to a pirate:: Blanks bind her to the table!
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor::: gestures towards the door::: Shall we?
<Doctor> @Omicron> hhmmmgggggnnnn, yes....
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish looks at the frozen wet stuff on the scanner image then bounds up on Makers shoulder with a leap::: 
<Jacie> # ::pats bracelet feeling a little familiar safety:: Why not? Nice to explore a bit.
<Doctor>  # :: The Doctor exits the TARDIS:::
<AlxKeegan> @ ::is nervous for the fate of her crewperson:::
<Smeelia> @:::Walks over to Metal table::: You have no will, you couldn't even glance at me
<Jacie> # ::steps out of TARDIS into cave, voice echoes:: What is this Omicron like?
<Doctor>  # :: The Doctor points to a large building near them::: Well, looks like a party is in session!
<IrishTCat> # Thats because you are the New Girl ..  And dont realize what the explorations usually lead to .. 
<Smeelia> @::turns to Spud and Gash:: Observe the Judgement of Omicron!
<Jacie> @ Spud> ::watches young pirate, barely 16 and still in her freckles, herded to the mad scientist table::
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish looks at the ice from his shoulder perch and eyes his surrounding with hidden interest:: 
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor shakes his head as he walks towards the bizaRRE LOOKING TEMPLE with fires alight and the sounds of voices:: Well, as I remember he was very concerned about order, discipline, and yet there was a fun loving side to him. However, I must say that I am looking to speak with him for less than positive reasons.
<Jacie> @ Spud> ::to pirate:: Be brave girl. Don't let them see your fear.
<AlxKeegan> @ :::flexes her chains but can't get free:::
<Smeelia> @::: A yellow scanning ray starts at the pirate's feet. As the ray works it's way up her body the veins distend and start to burst::
<IrishTCat> # Hes Bad Kin I bet .. ::Irish meows softly:: 
<Jacie> # ::heading toward the temple:: Was he religious too? That sounds like a meeting to me.
<AlxKeegan> @:::horrified expression comes across Cecelia's face:::
<Smeelia> @::::Bones pus through the skin and rot to marrw::
<Doctor> @Omicron> Yjjnnnnggg, aha!
<IrishTCat> # He probably doesnt like cats either.. Which is a sign of evil .. 
<Jacie> # ::raucous laughter pours out of the temple:: A rowdy meeting.
<Doctor> # No, not religious, really. Obsessed by order, but he wasn't in a religious order.
<Bolt> <applauds Omicron SFX>
<AlxKeegan> @:::Cecelia begins to feel sick to her stomach:::
<Smeelia> @::::As the ray centers on the head the skull pushes thri=ough the face and explodes, leaving a glowing ball of ligt::
<Doctor> #Well, no better place than a celebration to see what's really going on. Let's join in.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish's claws extend at the thought of someone not liking cats and digs into Makers coat:: 
<Jacie> @ Spud> ::eyes widen at the horrific image then quickly narrow with anger and hatred::
<Jacie> <What's the symbol for the Temple of Valor?
<IrishTCat> # I wonder if they have anything good to eat there. 
<Bolt> <can we use ! ?>
<Doctor> $ = Temple of Valor
<IrishTCat> [[ Lar Gand has a temple here too ?  ]] 
<Smeelia> @::::Smeelia laughs as she uses a hose to wash away the pink and blackening bits on the table::
<AlxKeegan> @:::cold fire of hatred burns deep within Cecelia:::
<AlxKeegan> <I guess so, Rob>
<Bolt> $ A toast...to ME!  And all my fine accomplishments!
<Doctor> @Omicron> YYeesssss! Now you see the danger of my judgment. Now will you plead your case, my jolly pirates?
<Jacie> $ ::steps into temple, hiding in shadows watching the gathering at a long wooden table::
<Bolt> :::The wannabe heros raise their glasses and toast Bolt:::
<IrishTCat> $ ::Irish wrinkles his nose at the strange odors coming from within::
<Bolt> <add $>
<Doctor> $ :::The Doctor enters the Hall of Valor and takes a seat at one of the huige tables, not far from Bolt and the other boasting warriors and heroes.:::
<Jacie> $ ::whispers:: It looks like some kind of medeival warrior's feast.
<Bolt> $ Look around you...not one of you is as brave or courageous or cunning or masculine as I!
<AlxKeegan> @ :::Cecelia reaches a decision, she decides to play for time, pretend to be cowed:::
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<Doctor> $ Dr>::: Well, yes, it has a lot of archetypal elements, but then some culturtes are just like that.
<IrishTCat> $ A Feast ?  ::Irish senses something not quite right with the smell of the food but isnt sure what it is:: 
<Smeelia> @ You may be a stool while we listen to some stories
<Bolt> $ Your accomplishments are nowhere near the calibre of mine!
<Doctor> $ :::The Doctor gestures towards Bolt::: He seems like a loud one, eh? He even looks a little familiar.
<Jacie> $ ::the Blanks cry praise to Bolt, but one remains oddly quiet::
<Doctor> <WE ARE NOW IN THE MIDDLE, GOOD JOB EVERYONE!>
<Bolt> $ I...Bolt...defeater of the N'Vurhles at Thalnos...am the greatest warrior who has ever existed!!!
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish meows again trying to figure out just what is bothering him about his surroundings:: 
<AlxKeegan> <thanks Tuna:-)>
<IrishTCat> [[Ooops ]]
<IrishTCat> $ ::Irish meows again trying to figure out just what is bothering him about his surroundings:: 
<Doctor> @Omicron> Hear this, my pirates. You will be my obedient droppings and suffer my judgment. Tell me a true story of your exotic adventures, and you may avoid the fate you have seen. So I have spoken, so shall it be! :::Glowing fog gushes from orificies:::
<Jacie> $ Willy> ::says timidly:: We had adventures or too.
<Jacie> <two>
<IrishTCat> [[I am picturing Hulk Hogan surrounded by a bunch of Bill Gates's]]  
<Bolt> $ Derek Bolt is a winner of wars, a lover of women, and a CONQUERER OF GALAXIES!  What sort of paltry conquests have YOU got to show for your worthless, pitiful existence?!?!
<Jacie> <LOL>
<AlxKeegan> @:::Spud and Cecelia,glance at each other, looking appropriately cowed:::
<Doctor> <LOL as well>
<Bolt> ANSWER ME, WAIF!!!
<Bolt> <add $>
<Jacie> $ ::all the Blanks get quiet and stare at Willy::
<Smeelia> @:::Seems disappointed thatthey are surrendering so quickly::
<Jacie> $ ::Willy stands:: Well if you're asking, I had a few narrow adventures myself.
<Doctor> @Omicron> :::Settles back in his cobalt throne to hear what the pirates have to offer. With a wave of a finger the stone around them, which the chains are locked into, rise to form small platforms from which they can speak.::: Very well.
<AlxKeegan> @ ::beseechingly::: If Omicron desires, I will tell of my adventures among the Harem Masters of Gault
<IrishTCat> $ Who does this person think he is ? ::Irish is speaking of the loud noisy One:: He is no great hero like the mythical one GaRField . ::Irish says to Maker::
<Doctor> $ Doctor> :::Squints in suspicion over Willy.:::
<Bolt> $ "Narrow"?  Is that all you can say for yourself?  "NARROW"?!  Non only am I a greater warrior, I am also a master of VERBIAGE!
<Bolt> $ So tell me, with your pitiful language skills...
<Bolt> $ What you possibly could have done to match the almighty conquests of BOLT?
<AlxKeegan> @::with a nod from Omicron, she begins her story:::
<Jacie> $ Willy> Verbiage? Hah! You shoulda scene the kinda talk I dealt with on CyberFun line.
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<Smeelia> @:::sets on new blank:::Sounds interesting already
<Bolt> $ Wh-wh-wh.........CYBERFUN?!?!
<Jacie> $ Willy> Man they had a word for everything. And the feds were always wanting it traced and logged.
<Bolt> $ :::glares at willy, waiting for the awesome conquest part of this story
<Jacie> $ Willy> I worked 15 years on the line outrunning the feds and the customers.
<AlxKeegan> @ In my younger days, when I was but a teen, I met with the unhappy ill fortune of being captured by the slavers of Gault
<IrishTCat> # Maker ? Did he work for an early versionj of the Metal Cyber People ?  ::Irish asks in a whisper:: 
<Doctor> $ :::The Doctor takes a drink from a huge silver goblet, and is shocked to find it full of sparking grape juice.:::
<Jacie> $ Willy> Tick them off and they send you some pretty interesting packages in your data boxes.
<Doctor> $ SSh, Irish, this could be revealing.
<Smeelia> @::::Idylly snakes whip along the floor:::
<AlxKeegan> @ A cuthroat band, they prowled the border of the Sargonese Satrapy, sacking trade vessels.
<Jacie> $ Willy> Ever get mailbombed by a cyberkink? It ain't pretty.
<AlxKeegan> @ Their main cargo was slaves, of all races.
<IrishTCat> $ ::Irish ignores the food on the table as he muses thoughtfully:: 
<Jacie> $ Willy> After that brew ha ha with the Trapizium Ring the company said I just had to lay low.
<Smeelia> @::::nods but her gaze is far away::
<AlxKeegan> @ A ship I was taking passage in was captured, and I was one of the "lucky" females set aside for return to Gault.
<Doctor> $ :::The Doctor leans over to Jacie and whispers::: This doesn't sound like any heroic saga I have ever heard before.
<Jacie> $ Willy> Hit the further reaches of the galaxy and go soak up rays on the Pleasure Planet.
<Bolt> $ You...call THIS...a Hero's Tale!?
<Jacie> $ Willy> Funny, this place never did look like a pleasure planet to me.
<AlxKeegan> @ After "serving" their for a few months, I began to have an idea for escape and vengeance.
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor speaks up::: Please, please, give him a chance.
<Jacie> $ Willy> ::defensive:: Well it was to me. And my customers. They'd all have had to pay hefty fines if it weren't for me.
<Bolt> $ :::Snaps his gaze over to The Doctor, making it apparent that he's ready to throttle Willy
<Jacie> <Oh my, I forgot the job quitting. Sorry I altered his story.>
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor realizes he needs to play it cool, not antagonize Bolt.:::
<AlxKeegan> @ Taking the initiative, I began a physical fitness program for the other women.
<Doctor> <# = $>
<IrishTCat> $ Well the laying around in the sun sounds heroic to me..  ::Irish is still somewhat distracted:: The mythic GaRField did that .. 
<Jacie> $ ::whispers:: If this guy's a hero then I'm Joan of Arc.
<Bolt> $ :::Grabs Willy by the collar and picks him up
<IrishTCat> $ ::Irish ignores the warning look Maker tries to give him :: 
<AlxKeegan> @ Under the guise of making ourselves more fit and beautiful for the lord ::smiles wryly:::
<AlxKeegan> @ I trained them in the basics of combat.
<Doctor> $ :::A drunken hero wannabe stands and shouts::: Willy you pathetic ball of gelatin, how dare you insult us with such a bland story!
<IrishTCat> $ Is that another one of your alias New Girl ?  ::Irish looks over at Jacie:: 
<Jacie> $ ::Willy sputters out:: But I told off my boss too. He's was a real jerk and everyone knew it.
<Bolt> $ You insolent little puke!  I should toss you into the volcanos of Narth for wasting my time!!!
<Smeelia> @:::Flicks wrist and a small bladeemeres from the little finger of her glove she casually starts to cut the blank's shoulder::
<AlxKeegan> @ Making friends with the servitors, we were able to convince them to smuggle in small weapons for us.
<Jacie> $ Willy> My co-workers cheered for me when I accused the sod of taken credit for my work!
<Doctor> $ ::Another drunken psuedo-hero disagrees::: Let's have you a better story than our Willy, then, eh?
<Jacie> $ Willy> ::eyes turn bloodshot from all the violent shaking::
<IrishTCat> $ Gelatin ? Yuck . Who would want to be that ? ::Irish jumps down on top of the wooden table :: 
<AlxKeegan> @ Monitoring the schedules, we waited till the time was right.
<Bolt> $ Your co-workers are worthless and weak!  JUST LIKE YOU!
<Bolt> $ :::hurls Willy against the wall of the temple
<Doctor> $ :::The two drunken hero wannabes begin wrestkling with each other and vanish under the table.:::
<Jacie> $ Willy> B..b..but...!
<IrishTCat> $ Ick .. A Human brawl ..  
<Jacie> $ ::Willy hits the wall, his head cracking on the stone and his body sliding to the floor bleeding::
<AlxKeegan> @ We then used our feminine wiles to convince the Lord to spend the evening with all his wives.
<Bolt> $ Ah-HA!  I have conquered you!  Do not force me to conquer you again!
<IrishTCat> $ ::Irish checks his fur making sure its perfect :: 
<AlxKeegan> @ We promised him "A night he would never forget."
<Jacie> $ ::to DOctor and Irish:: Uh oh. This doesn't look good.
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor feels two wrestling figures under the table, and hopes they don't ruin his shoes.:::
<Bolt> $ Does anyone else dare challenge the sheer power of Bolt?
<AlxKeegan> @ :::grins malevelontly::: He didn't forget it, cause he didn't survive it.
<IrishTCat> $ Me ?  Is he talking to me ?  ::Irish looks up at the Loud Noisy One and growls:: 
<Jacie> $ Blank> ::says quietly:: I thought Willy had an interesting tale.
<Doctor> $ :::Fighting breaks out in the Temple of Valor ... if they don't have a glorious past, maybe they can make one now, but it really is only common drunken masculine violence at its worst.:::
<Jacie> $ Second Blank>::knocks first blank upside head::
<AlxKeegan> @ We killed him, but not tell he lured his guards into the harem for us.
<AlxKeegan> @ We killed them too.
<Bolt> $ :::Giggles giddily at the thought of more violence
<Jacie> $ ::jumps up as two blanks come hurtling by throwing punches at each other::
<IrishTCat> $ ::Irish unsheaths his claws and scratches at the table:: 
<Smeelia> @::::Laughs::
<Doctor> @Omicron> Hhmmmnnggnhhh, I like that!
<Bolt> $ :::Looks at the cat and says, "What are you looking at, mangy animal?"
<AlxKeegan> @ Using the tunnels the servitors had made us aware of, we snuck into the landing pad:::
<Bolt> <Ooh, more cool Omicron noises!>
<Jacie> $ Doctor, I think we should get outa here! ::yells over the fray::
<IrishTCat> $ Hmm Something is not right here but I cant quite put my paw on it ..  ::Irish says distracted by the feel of the wood:: 
<AlxKeegan> @ WE had timed it just right, only one supply ship with not another due for months.
<AlxKeegan> @ We captured the ship and escaped.
<Bolt> $ :::Kicks a blank across the room::: Ha, HAAH!
<Jacie> $ ::leaps onto table out of way of the wrestling blanks under the table::
<Doctor> @Omicron> ZZuuunnjjjjhhnngas, how glorious! What an addition this trollop will be!
<AlxKeegan> <I know, I just changed the whole thing, oh well>
<Jacie> $ ::finds herself surrounded by battling Blanks::
<Doctor> <I liked it, don't worry about it>
<IrishTCat> $ Oooh Now the Loud Noisy One is talking himself . ::Irish says scornfully:: Hes the mangiest thing here .. 
<Smeelia> @ Yes My lord
<AlxKeegan> @ And those, Lord Omicron, were my adventures among the Slavers of Gault.
<Jacie> $ ::picks up a lit candelabra to use as a weapon::
<Bolt> $ :::very loudly::: I'll save you, fair maiden!
<Doctor> @Omicron> Your story pleases me, pirate wench. But can your captain do as well? Or are you the only real catch here?
<IrishTCat> $::Irish turns away disdainfully from Bolt ::  
<Bolt> $ :::Grabs a blank, and delivers a perfect pile-driver.
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<Jacie> $ ::whacks over head any Blank who dares reel into table::
<Doctor> $ :::The Doctor is caught off guard as a tossed body lands in his lap, shattering his chair beneath him.:::
<CptSpud> @ I shall do my best, Lord
<IrishTCat> $ He also needs some eye wear as well .  ::Irish dodges the falling humans:: 
<Doctor> @ Omicron> You had better, Captain Spud, you had better!
<Bolt> $ :::Pulls another Blank away from Jacie, and choke-slams him into the table
<Smeelia> @ Of course she will my lord or the other would have been captain
<Smeelia> <Move line to after Omicron's lie>
<Jacie> $ ::Blank laughs and grabs for her ankles, she kicks him in the jaw::
<IrishTCat> $ Hey Dolt . When are you going to learn how to groom yourself ?   :::Irish shouts loudly:: 
<Smeelia> <Line>
<CptSpud> <just a sec>
<Doctor> $ :::The Doctor tries to avoid the fight, while at the same time watching closely. He doesn't like what he sees. Bolt is able and a sure fighter, but the others are merely angry and frustrated people taking their inadequacies out on each other physically. It is quite sad.:::
<Bolt> $ Do not force me to destroy you, animal!  I will roast you over an open fire and enjoy you as a light snack!
<Jacie> $ ::still weidling her candelabra sees Doctor and Irish escaping the melee::
<IrishTCat> $ ::Irish growls loudly again and scratches some more deep lines in the table:: 
<Doctor> $ :::The Doctor waves at Jacie, pointing to his bracelet.:::
<Smeelia> @:::Waves hand over the blank's cuts and they hea instantly::
<Jacie> <I jumped my line a bit. Sorry.>
<Bolt> $ :::Picks up a blank and slams him against the floor like a dirty rug
<Smeelia> <heal>
<Jacie> $ ::glances at bracelet then smiles and nods at Doctor::
<CptSpud> @ My story, O Mighty Omicron, will be of how my crew and I became the proud owners of the good ship Dark Ark.
<IrishTCat> $ And I wouldnt eat such a flea ridden Dolt as yourself if you wre the only food left in the universe .. ::Irish springs off the table just as a blank crahses down shattering the table:: 
<Jacie> $ ::vaults off table, over Blank backs and lands just behind Bolt::
<Jacie> $ ::whacks Bolt upside head with candelabra to distract him from Irish::
<Bolt> $ OUCH!  :collapses to ground
<Smeelia> @:::::Makes two parrel cuts,, then two downward intersecting ones::
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor scoops up Irish and makes for the door.::: I think I have seen just about enough of this, Irish.
<CptSpud> @ Once my group and Cecelia's met and merged (a tale for another time)...
<IrishTCat> $ You are not even worthy to be called a Dog !  ::Irish flings the worst insult a cat can give before jumping on Makers Shoulder:: 
<Bolt> $ :::Stands up slowly, and looks at Jacie
<Jacie> $ ::tries to run in opposite direction but Blanks surround her and Bolt::
<Bolt> $  My, but you're gorgeous...both of you!
<Jacie> $ ::smiles hautily:: Did that hurt?
<Doctor> <LOL>
<Smeelia> @::::Starts playing tic tac toe on blank's shoulder::
<Jacie> <haughtily>
<Bolt> $ Twas a mighty blow from a beautiful warrior!  I am glad to have recieved it!
<CptSpud> <change the name of the ship if you want>
<Doctor> <Yes, sorry, my fault>
<Jacie> $ And I'm glad it hurt. For a minute there I thought there wasn't enough sensitive stuff in that thick skull to matter.
<IrishTCat> [[What do you want to use as the symbol now  Maker ? As if I couldnt guess]]
<Doctor> # = outside the Temple of Valor
<CptSpud> @ We had gradually made out way to the trading planet of Beltane III
<Bolt> $ Your words are sharp...I have not seen someone that sharp since I looked into the mirror this morning!
<CptSpud> <out = our>
<Jacie> $ I don't envy you then.
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor walks along the high narriw stone walkway with Irish.:::\
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish spits and hisses his fur standing straight up as Maker moves away from the Hall :: 
<Smeelia> < What's the rating on this?>
<Bolt> $ I see through you...your barbs are nothing but a weak ploy to gain my affection!  There is no need for such games...
<Doctor> <PG>
<CptSpud> @ Hiding out in the city, we plied our skills while watching for the arrival of a ship suitable for us.
<Bolt> $  ...perhaps if you come with me, I can show you things you've never seen before....
<Jacie> $ ::backs away from leering eyes, slaps his hand away:: I've heard that one before.
<Jacie> $ No thanks.
<Bolt> $  Do you not wish to know the secrets of Reality?
<Jacie> $ Reality according to you?
<IrishTCat> # I am glad that I am a peaceluving cat or else I would go back there and teach that Loud Noisy One some manners . 
<Doctor> @ Omicron> :::Leans forward listening to the story of Captain Spud, glowing mist comes from his nostrils.:::
<Jacie> $ How much head cracking can one girl take in a day?
<Bolt> $ THIS reality!  This world!
<CptSpud> @ Various members thieved, etc, while we watched all ships coming in to the spaceport.
<IrishTCat> # Is this the way all Human heroes act ?  ::Irish looks at Maker :: 
<Jacie> $ Omicron's world? ::suggests::
<Bolt> $ Of course!
<Smeelia> @:::Finshes game then licks the blade clean before retracting it back into her glove::
<Bolt> $ Come with me, and I can unravel the mysteries of this great creation!
<Jacie> $ ::thinks of the Doctor's mission:: Sure, why not. Lead on MacDuff.
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor smiles:: Now Irish, you were the one talking about not getting involved. No one mentioned Omicron, certainly, but that wsas a very odd scene. That dolt Bolt seemed to be the only real genuine character in the room. Nice Valhalla for that bunch of neer-do-wells.
<Bolt> $ Great!  Follow me, fair maiden!
<CptSpud> @ A salvage crew brought in a derelict vessel, called the Dark Ark.
<Jacie> $ ::eludes Bolt's snaking arm around her waist:: Uh, you lead, I'll follow.
<Jacie> $ I prefer to keep my eye on you.
<CptSpud> @ We came up with a daring plan to seize the vessel.
<Bolt> $ Ah...a woman with FIRE!
<Jacie> <Insert any leering glance or comment you want.>
<Bolt> $  Perhaps after the tour I can help you put it out!
<IrishTCat> # SOmething isnt right here Maker but I am not sure what it is . ::Irish's tail curls into a question mark again :: Maybe all of these *humans* follow this Bad Kin of yours is what is bothering me . 
<Smeelia> @::::Studies Captain Spud::
<CptSpud> @ Spending most of what our hard work had earned us, we obtained a false set of papers.
<Bolt> $ :::leads the way to the Extraction clinic
<CptSpud> @ ::smiles:: And an illegal line of credit.
<Jacie> $ ::smiles coldly:: In your dream reality.
<Bolt> <Wow!  That scene left me pretty drained!  =-)>
<Doctor> # The details of this world are lush, dsripping ewith symbolism and archetypal meaning, but the people back there seemed just the reverse, dull, pathetic, alienated, and violent. That story the poor fellow told, petty rivalries in a cybersex shop! To think that billions of years of evolution and that's all we get!
<Jacie> <I liked it. Always nice to play a saucy wench in a brawl.>
<CptSpud> @ I also had to disguise myself as a  eunuch. ::grimaces::::
<Jacie> <Poor Spud>
<Doctor> <LOL, David>
<CptSpud> @ Meeting with the harbor master, I spun my story for him.
<CptSpud> @ I was a recruiter for my Lord Greebo III, the Sultan of Swat.
<Smeelia> @::::Smiles:: ahhh.... dress up, I like dress up
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor shakes his head::: There may be a greater intelligence at work here, and it may be Omicron, but it certainly wasn't back there at that pathetic semi-Viking tea party!
<Jacie> <LOL on Smeelia.>
<Doctor> @ Omicron> Luunjjjjinggrlll..... Yessssss.
<CptSpud> @ I had recruited wives for the for the Sultan, but needed a vessel to transport them home.
<IrishTCat> # You cant help that you are not cats Maker . We are the ultimate ladder of evolution . I of course consider you almost a cat . ::said with appropiate seriousness to MAker :: but the rest of the two legged creatures have a long way to go before they could even be considered a dog.  ::Irish sighs:: 
<CptSpud> @ Not just any vessel would do, however.
<Bolt> <Luunjjjjinggrlll?!?!  LOL!!!>
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish catgrins::  
<CptSpud> @ The ship had to be powerful, like his Imminence the Sultan....
<Smeelia> <rotfl>
<CptSpud> @ Beautiful and graceful, like his new wives....
<Smeelia> @ Of course ::laughs::
<Doctor> @Omicron> :::Glittering spittle begins to drip from his huge lantern jaw as he listens.:::
<CptSpud> @ Well armed, to protect his latest aquisition, of course
<Bolt> <are we at END yet?>
<CptSpud> @ Of course, the only ship that fit was the Dark Ark.
<Jacie> <Almost. Right after Spud finishes her tale.>
<Doctor> <AT FINISH OF SPUD'S STORY WE ARE AT END>
<CptSpud> @ Our line of credit was placed in escrow with the Harbormaster.
<IrishTCat> # Maker . Do you think New Girl is going to be alright with that Loud Noisy Dolt ? 
<CptSpud> @ We hired a crew and captain for the ship.
<Doctor> # You see, Irish, I would guess this is all a bad holographic projection, but data analysis indicates that it is all real matter, real events, not a projection. Yes, these characters are not prisoners. What are they?
<CptSpud> @ All was made ready, and we launched.
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor smiles and nods::: STiGs know how to take care of themselves, Irish, I assure you. And if things get too hot, well, she's got the transmat bracelet.
<CptSpud> @ Once we were safely out of comm range, we "harmless wives" seized the ship.
<IrishTCat> # Not that I am concerned about a human .. ::Irish quickly adds:: But you would be depressing to be around if she gets hurt and would probably forget to feed me is what I am worried about . 
<CptSpud> @ The crew was placed in a lifeboat and set adrift, within range of a habitable planetoid.
<Jacie> <Chris, care to improv a little tour to the Extraction Clinic?>
<Bolt> <Oh, sure.  I'll just make up some terrain.>
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor and Irish come to a huge archway they cannot see through. They see various "heroes" in small groups pop through the archway.:::
<IrishTCat> # Its not a Holothingy Maker . I can tell those right off by the way they glitter/sparkle . 
<CptSpud> @ Oh, and our line of credit? It "mysteriously disappeared" from the Harbormaster's bank account.
<Jacie> $ = Jacie and Bolt
<CptSpud> @ And that, Lord Omicron, is how we gained the Dark Ark.
<CptSpud> <brb>
<Bolt> $ This is the ladies room.  It is chock full of ladies to fulfill my every desire.
<Doctor> @Omicron> :::Guffaws in huge surging glowing breaths::: WWaaaahhhjjjggffddill!
<Jacie> $ ::following Bolt out of icy caves and to a shinier mosaic-tiled room::
<IrishTCat> # But the smells and that wood I scratched all had an odd aura as best as I can describe .  ::Irish looks at Archway sceptically:: 
<Doctor> @ Omicron> Excellent! You will not be turned into a Blank, you are far too valuable for all of us!
<Jacie> $ ::eyes widen at the barely-clad women lounging on pillows by large flowing fountains::
<Bolt> $ ...and over there beyond those doors is Derek Bolt stadium, where my Rugby team has recently won the Championship!
<Smeelia> @ They will make wonderfull additions to Reality, my lord.
<Bolt> $ :::opens the door a crack:::
<Bolt> $ :::We hear thousands of people chanting, "De-rek-Bolt!  De-rek-Bolt!"
<Jacie> $ Looks like a cozy harem. Bit cheap tho? Can't you get a woman the old fashioned way?
<Doctor> @ Omicron> You will be taken to the Extraction Clinic where all of your experiences and personalities will be downloaded into the facilities which make up this planet of wonders, this REALITY! You will add zest and color to our develoiping world!
<Bolt> $ What, with a long rope?  What's the point?
<Bolt> $ Come.  There's more.
<Jacie> $ ::peeks into the large open-air stadium filled with avid fans dressed in Bolt's flamboyant colors::
<IrishTCat> # Do you think its safe to go through Maker ? ::Looking at archway:: 
<CptSpud> <back>
<Jacie> $ Oh fun. ::rolls eyes:: Where did you say Omicron was?
<Bolt> $ This way...
<Bolt> <Is THIS the end?>
<CptSpud> <you can take Spud now, Jen>
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish walks through the archway with his eyes shut just in case:: 
<Doctor> @ Omicron> :::Extends his huge arm in Spud & Gash's direction, extending a finger towards them. Sparks leap from his fingertips and flashes at the Pirates, who suddenly vanish from their empty chainbs, which now clink onto the empty stone.:::
<Jacie> @ Spud> NEVER! You lied to us, you abominable heathen!
<Jacie> @ Spud>My personality remains my own
<Doctor> $ :::In a  flash of light Spud and Gash appear in the Extraction Clinic, pinioned into stainless steel tables by Blank Med-Techs.:::
*** CptSpud is now known as FMCecelia
<FMCecelia> $ What?!?
<Bolt> $ ...and Here is the Extraction Clinic.  Have a look, won't you?
<Jacie> @ ::Spud struggles futilely as the blanks drag her and Gash away::
<FMCecelia> $ Don't do this!!
<FMCecelia> <actually, we were teleported, Jen>
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish cracks one eye open and peeks at the jungle foliage then looks over at Maker to make sure he is alright too::
<Jacie> $ ::steps inside the laboratory-style room and sees two pirates writhing against table restraints::
<Bolt> $ Ah!  I see we have new arrivals!
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor follows Irish through the gateway and looks around at the jungle scene.:::
<FMCecelia> $ Let us out of here!!
<Jacie> $ Spud> ::spits at blank binding her:: Cowardly cretin! Take off these restraints and fight like a real man!
<Bolt> $ I would close your mouth if I were you...
<FMCecelia> $ You can't do this!
<Jacie> $ Spud> ::turns toward Bolt's voice:: So it's you again.
<IrishTCat> # This is even worse .. The smells and tastes are even more off in this place . But its not a Holothingy I am certain of it .. 
<Jacie> $ Spud> Why don't you come over here and close it for me.
<FMCecelia> $ Oh yea? Let us up, then tell us that.
<Smeelia> @ Has blank roll in a portable gullitine and place a pirate on it. She raise the blade and places the release rope in the pirate's mouth::: Good! Now for my lord's amusement .....Let's see what will make you open your mouth to scream, okay? What should I start with master? Whip? Paddle? Cane?Perhaps something shocking ike electricity?
<Doctor> @Omicron> :::Flies from his cobalt throne and begins slowly circling the huge room, suspended in mid air and spewing glowing fog from his head.::: YYeess! This is wonderful. A fabulous find! These pirates will be ideal building blcoks for a far more real, far more ordering, existence here.
<Bolt> $ :::Slaps Spud in the face::: Shut up, potato!  Resistance is useless!
<Jacie> $ ::quietly:: They don't seem to like you. What are they ::points to blanks:: doing?
<FMCecelia> $ Coward!
<Jacie> $ ::Spud recoils from pain of her lip splitting, tastes blood but comes up glaring at Bolt::
<Bolt> $ :::Turns to Jacie and says, sweetly:::They are strapping them to the tables so that their memories and experiences may be cut from their minds.
<Doctor> # Right, Irish. It looks like a bad version of a jungle on Slampoodle, but it isn't that, really, but it is real.
<Jacie> $ Cut from their minds? Why?
<Bolt> $ This material will be extracted into the overall experimental grid of Reality.
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor looks back at the gateway and snaps his fingers.::: Real or not, Irish, we have just left Fantasyland, and now we are in Adventureland!
<IrishTCat> # I hate mysteries .  Perhaps we need to get a butler so that I can just accuse him .  ::Irish meows :: 
<Smeelia> @:::Signals blanks who roll in a tray holding some of her more favored toys::
<Jacie> $ Spud> If you think I'll be turned into one of your mindless puppets you're mistaken rodent.
<Bolt> $  This is how the details experiences, and worlds of Reality take shape!
<Bolt> $ Quiet...or I shall cut out your eyes like the Legume you are!
<FMCecelia> $ What kind of man stands idly by and lets this happen?
<Jacie> $ Oh, I see. ::backs up a step:: And this is Omicron's grand creation?
<IrishTCat> # What are you talking about Maker ?   ::Irish looks around :: 
<Doctor> @Omicron> But this is the beginning, only the beginning! Oh that UI waited so long, so many lives, to be where I am, but now, yes now, I AM WHERE I WANT TO BE! ON THE TRESHOLD OF CREATING A NEW ORDER IN A NEW UNIVERSE! Muawwwwwahhhhaaahhhabb!
<Smeelia> @ ALL HAILOMICRON!
<Bolt> $ Yes!  After their personalities and memories are made a part of Omicron's Reality, their bodies will be cast aside...and then...
<IrishTCat> [[Waits for Maker ]] 
<Jacie> $ Spud> He's not a man. He's just a glorified marionet of Casper the Wonder God.
<Bolt> $ ...they will become like me!
<FMCecelia> $ Don't do this.  You can't be so cruel as to stand by and let this happen.
<Bolt> $  --Serving only the great and mighty OMICRON!
<Doctor> # It's like Disneyland, Irish, just like Disneyland. But this is some impressive technology. This isn't an image, this matter is real and beging projected by incredible power. If it is Omicron, this is truly imp[ressive. He seems to have eliminated the need, at least on this planet, for physical instrumentalities. Life and reality are being created one atrom at a time, at tremendous speed and in incredible detail.
<Jacie> $ Their bodies "cast aside" to be like... you?
<Bolt> $ Yes...like me, and like you!
<IrishTCat> # The Giant Mouse ! The one you said that I couldnt eat ..  
<Bolt> $ You, too, are a reality projection from the great Omicron!
<IrishTCat> # I remember now .. 
<Doctor> # Yes, I knew you would remember! 
<Jacie> $ Like me? ::sees the women looking at her, beseeching her for help while Bolt leers::
<FMCecelia> $ :::to Jacie:::You can't let this happen, can you?
<Jacie> $ ::thinks quickly:: Right, of course. Serving Omicron, how could I forget the grand order and all that.
<IrishTCat> # It seems to be sort of pointless to me if all you are going to do  is still be a human in this new reality .. 
<Bolt> $ Right!  Let the fun begin!
<Doctor> @Omicron> I will gather more persons, more detasils, more personalities, and then soon, YES VERY SOON, we will move out of ESpace and capture worlds, systems, and PULL THEM BACK INTO ESPACE, and then make them all a part of my NEW ORDER! Oh, I am so wonderful!
<IrishTCat> # Dull and unnessary .. I am starting to miss being chased by guards you know .. 
<Jacie> $ ::stares at women then reluctantly turns away, gripping her homing bracelet::
<IrishTCat> # You are a bad influence on me ,  Maker .  ::Irish snaps out indignantly:: 
<Jacie> $ ::says softly:: I can't get involved. Not without reinforcements, at least.
<Doctor> # Still no sign of Omicron, or any controlling intelligence here. I wonder what Jacie has found?
<Bolt> $ Start the extraction!
<FMCecelia> $ ::growls:: NOOOOOOOO!!
<Doctor> @ Omicron> Continues circling the great hallway in midair, glowing and spewing.:::
<Smeelia> @:::Lashes the bound prate :: Scream for OMICRON, SCREAM!
<Jacie> $ ::as the machinery lights up:: Bolt, you're making a big mistake!
<Jacie> $ <that was Spud>
<IrishTCat> # Next thing I will be acting like a stupid human hero type ..  ::Irish swishes his tail angrily:: 
<Bolt> $ Mistake?  Haha!  You amuse me!  Your mind will make a wonderful addition to our world!
<Jacie> $ ::Spud opens mouth to threaten Bolt but pain cuts thru her mind and she unleashes a bloodcurtling scream::
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish acts completely unimpressed by all that Maker is talking about  :: 
<Jacie> $ ::winces at the scene, backs away to an unseen corner and quickly activates the bracelet::
<FMCecelia> $ Bolt? ::incredulously shakes her head::: It can't be.  The REAL Bolt wouldn't stand for this.
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor looks down at his bracelet and sees Jacie has used hers.::: Well, she is back in the TARDIS. Let's go and see what she has found, shall we?
<Bolt> $ What?  Shut this off!  I wish to talk to this one...
<Jacie> $ ::Jacie vanishes, her eyes clamping shut against the brutal scene and her mind only wishing to see the Doctor again::
<Bolt> $ The...REAL...Bolt?!?!
<Bolt> $ :::Whips around to see Jacie disappearing
<FMCecelia> $ Oh, I forgot....you're not the REAL Bolt.  You're simply an illusion.
<Doctor> # :: The Doctor activates his bracelet and vanishes from the jungle scene.:::
<Doctor> <Pause Dr>
<Smeelia> <Pirate in gullitine screams::: NNOO  :::The blade drops and as her head rolls across the floor, Smeelia starts to laugh, louder and louder::
<IrishTCat> # I suppose Maker .  Its better than this Not fake/Fake place 
<Bolt> $ Wha--you FOUL WOMAN!  You meant only to distract me!
<FMCecelia> $ :::is startled to see Jacie disappear:::
<IrishTCat> <<Pause Irish>> 
<Jacie> $ Spud> ::nods to where Jacie vanishes:: It's all an illusion!
<Bolt> $ I must alert Omicron...something isn't right!  You two stay here...and no sneaky escaping!
<Smeelia> <Pause Smeelia>
<Doctor> @Omicron> :::Stops in midair, lightning and clouds ceom from his brow::: Wait! Something is not in order! Disorder has come to Reality!
<Jacie> <pause Jacie>
<FMCecelia> $:::rolls her eyes again:::
<Bolt> $ :::Bolt storms away to find Omicron
<Bolt> <pause Bolt>
<FMCecelia> $ :::mutters under her breath::: Men!
<FMCecelia> <pause Cecelia>
<IrishTCat> [[No  ,  Disorder is Orions kitten son I am Irish ]] 
<Jacie> $ ::rolls her eyes back in her head as pain and weakness overcomes her::
<Jacie> <That was Spud again>
<Jacie> $ Spud> Traitorous cretins. ::mumbles::
<Doctor> @Omicron> :::Explodes in a huge fireball, out of which his angry face emerges and hangs in the air above Smeelia::: A TIMELORD! A TIMELORD IS HERE! My orderly Reraloty has been violated by one of those sloppy thinking idiots!
<Jacie> <pause Spud>
<FMCecelia> <Omicron is foaming at the mouth:-)>
<IrishTCat> [[Disorder and Disarray  are Orions kittling ]]  
<Doctor> @ Omicron> Smeelia! They just be destoryed! And it must involve pain!
<Bolt> <LOL!>
<Doctor> <JUST=MUST>
<Doctor> <PAUSE OMICRON>
<Bolt> <Bring the pain!>
<Smeelia> @::drops to herknees::; yes my lord
<Smeelia> <Pause Smeelia>
<FMCecelia> <<<PAUSE SIM>>>
<FMCecelia> <<<CUT AND PRINT>>>
<Bolt> Bravo!
*** Bolt is now known as NthDoc
<FMCecelia> Good job everyone!
<IrishTCat> Yay  Good job .. 
<Jacie> Bravissimmo!
<Doctor> EXCELLENT JOB BY ALL. Ambitious, yes, but so well played by this group!
<FMCecelia> And I hope you all logged it, too
<Doctor> I forgot to.
* NthDoc changes his vocal cords, as he'll need new ones after this.
*** FMCecelia is now known as AlxKeegan
<Jacie> Excellent show gang! We're such a good crew.
<AlxKeegan> as did I
<Smeelia> :::Bows and cursies::
<Jacie> I have my log rolling.
<AlxKeegan> but I'm sure Rob and Jen logged it
<Jacie> Take your bows accordingly.
<Doctor> Good thing, Jen.
<AlxKeegan> Woo Hoo!!!
* NthDoc bows deeply with a flourish at the end.
<Doctor> Nice job everyone. Nice stories by David!
<IrishTCat> [[I am SleepyCat not LoggyCat ]]]
<Jacie> This was fun. Oddly disturbing in parts but fun.
<Doctor> I liked the embellishments.
<NthDoc> This was a great release for me...
<NthDoc> I feel so much better now!
<Doctor> It is a bit disturbing. Perhaps Part 3 finale will reveal all?
<IrishTCat> Oddly disturbing ?  Where ? 
<Smeelia> :-)
<Jacie> A little raucous fighting and barbing is always good for the senses.
<NthDoc> Yeah!
<Jacie> Umm, cybersex line?
<AlxKeegan> Well, I shall be going now, everyone, see you all tomorrow night at the Time Trap?
<NthDoc> Night!
<Doctor> Well, gotta go.
<Smeelia> Nite
<Jacie> See ya tomorrow nite!\
<IrishTCat> Its what Cyber men do to relax 
<NthDoc> BTW: I am unavailable next week, as I have time off from school.
<Smeelia> Good night Tuna
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<NthDoc> LOL IRISH!
<Jacie> Oh now that is disturbing Rob.
<AlxKeegan> NIght Tuna!
<Smeelia> That was catty
<NthDoc> I am being yanked away from the computers, unfortunately.
<IrishTCat> Night everything and everyone  ..  ::zaps away ::
<Jacie> Oh then goodnight Chris.
<NthDoc> nite!
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<AlxKeegan> Night Tuna
<Smeelia> Nite Rob
<AlxKeegan> I meant Rob
<NthDoc> ...next week...yanked away...school vacation.
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<Jacie> I guess I'll see the rest of you tomorrow?
<AlxKeegan> Look, it's Andre!
<AmazinBoy> Hey everyone. :)
<AlxKeegan> sure thing, Jen
<Jacie> Steve did the promo for me. I'm drowning in work.
<NthDoc> Be sure to take a look at that script, and cut it to ribbons.
<Jacie> Hi Andre!
<AlxKeegan> Good to see you Andre!
<Jacie> Haven't seen ya in ages/
<NthDoc> Nite all!
<Smeelia> If all goes rigt
<Jacie> K, Chris.
<Jacie> If you can Cody.
<Smeelia> right'
<Smeelia> Nite
<AmazinBoy> Yep, I've been pretty busy lately, what with school and work and everything.
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<Jacie> Next week the Trap falls on Thanksgiving so I won't be there.
<AlxKeegan> I have to be ducking away now...that's true, no Time Trap next week
<AlxKeegan> but will see you all there tomorrow night
<Jacie> I was thinking of postponing to Friday. Have to see when David's available. Any time Friday?
<Smeelia> HHmmm, wonder if the library will be open?
<AlxKeegan> I'm working that friday from 11-7 my time
<Jacie> Ooh, that's a point.
<Jacie> Two points.
<Jacie> Well earlier in the week is out for me. I have family stuff to do.
<AlxKeegan> Night night!! <waving bye for now>
<Jacie> But the next week is ok, I think.
<Smeelia> Yawl take care
<AlxKeegan> it should be
<Jacie> We'll figure it out later. G'night folks.
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<Smeelia> Nite
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<Jacie> Andre I'm gonna leave now only cause I have some work to do. Please come by more often and earlier.
<Jacie> We'd love to see you at games again.
Session Close: Wed Nov 17 23:57:05 1999