Session Start: Thu Nov 07 19:32:10 2002
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<TheBrig> RErehi
<AlxKeegan> grrrr, got disconnected again
*** TheBrig sets mode: +o AlxKeegan
<IrishTCat> Re Re Re Re Hi .. 
<AlxKeegan> scare us half to death, why don't you
<TheBrig> Aha, I thought so
*** WebChatter is now known as Jacie
<IrishTCat> No it was to be a put down ..   Aud as in Odd  .. 
<Jacie> Ah, talking about me, eh? ;)
*** AlxKeegan sets mode: +o Jacie
<TheBrig> FHM has pics of Emma as a saloon hall girl
<Jacie> Um, bad news is I can't log anything. My MIRC is still locked out. Why this is working is beyond me.
<IrishTCat> Are you a Vengence Demon now  Jen 
* TheBrig sings "My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys"
<AlxKeegan> so, CASTING CALL, everyone?
<Jacie> I'm too nice to be a vengeance anything.
<AlxKeegan> rob, you and cody log, since I keep getting disconnected
<TheBrig> I'll try, don't know if I can retrieve it or not :-/
<AlxKeegan> I'm logging as well
<Jacie> <==== Anya, Doctor (unless Tuna shows)
<AlxKeegan> <==========Damon and God knows who else
<TheBrig> <TTTTTTTTTTTTTT>
<TheBrig> <whew, thought it had locked me out, just huge lag>
<Jacie> <Cody, Rob, got a preference for a character?>
<TheBrig> <+ whatever, it wasn't acceptting my keystrokes either>
<AlxKeegan> <=========plus Fred
<IrishTCat> << I will be umm Irish  >>  
<AlxKeegan> <who else, oh plucky green one?>
<TheBrig> <==========Xander Harris, the REAl X-MAn :-)
<Jacie> <We have Buffy, Willow, Tara and Giles>
<AlxKeegan> <that's what I named my first Xander deck for the buffy CCG>
<AlxKeegan> <and smithers>
<Jacie> <Ah well I figured you'd do Smithers.>
<IrishTCat> <<< I will be Giles >> 
<AlxKeegan> <I can do that>
<TheBrig> <OT but did you have anyone pictured as Smithers?>
<Jacie> <Cool. I can play the female roles as needed, unless someone gets impatient and wants to jump into it.>
<Jacie> <I think of the guy from Rocky Horror.>
<Jacie> <But not as creepy.>
<TheBrig> <Grey or RiffRaff?>
<AlxKeegan> <oh, remember, everyone on Damon's team is sypmpatico, in synch, in the groove, cool with each other, etc>
<AlxKeegan> <I think of him as a combination of Jeeves from Jeeves and Wooster, and Lara Croft's butler from Tomb Raider>
<Jacie> <Riff Raff>
<TheBrig> <Anya's gone?!?! ;-) >
<Jacie> <Ha ha.>
<AlxKeegan> <but he's decided to go with the bald look>
<TheBrig> <Coolness Rimmer Lives!>
<AlxKeegan> <nope, Anya's around too>
<Jacie> <I think Cody was jesting.>
<TheBrig> <Just jking>
<IrishTCat> <<< Hahahaha Rimmer is Lara Croft's butler >>>  
<IrishTCat> <<Arnold Judas Rimmer >> 
<AlxKeegan> <they've spent a few months, TARDIS time, palling around the universe, having a good time and the occasional non-life threatening adventure>
<Jacie> <Ok, ready to rock and roll?>
<TheBrig> <"Just call me Ace">
<AlxKeegan> <yep yep, am ready>
<AlxKeegan> <gonna roll the credits now>
*** Jacie is now known as DocAnya
<AlxKeegan> <<<The New Adventures of Doctor Who Simulation>>>
<AlxKeegan> <<<In Search of...The People - Part One>>>
<AlxKeegan> <<<by David Sharpe>>>
*** TheBrig is now known as nadwXander
*** AlxKeegan is now known as DamonFred
<DocAnya> # = sandy white beach on Cachelot
<DocAnya> # ::with a wheeze and groan, a battered blue box appears in the shadow of a tall, swaying palm tree::
<DocAnya> <Thought David might want to have the Scoob's TARDIS appear>
<DamonFred> # :::an oldfashioned beach pavilion suddenly appears on the sands of a beach:::
<DamonFred> <everyone is wearing cool hi-tech swimwear that's cool and keeps you from getting cancer, etc>
<nadwXander> # :::::Peers out::: Ok, seems cool this time the tide is coming in and out instead of the beach
<DocAnya> # ::a bearded man, with rolled up sleeves, and an unbuttoned sweatervest, steps out of the box carrying a hand tracer::
<DamonFred> <except for Xander and Damon, who are wearing loud Hawaiian swimwear>
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish perambles out of the Tardis with his green sunglasses on :: 
<DocAnya> # Doc>::looking down at his display as it beeps softer and softer:: Yes, it's a definite trace but...
<DamonFred> # Damon>Now remember, stick close, we're just a little bit early for the tour ship.
<DamonFred> <comes from inside the pavilion>
<DocAnya> # Doc>::turns toward the water and the beeping suddenly halts:: That's odd.
<DocAnya> # Doc> ::slaps side of hand scanner but it just squawks at him::
<nadwXander> # "a little bit early"? Not like centuries or anything right?
<IrishTCat> # Maker You realize that our usual vacations end up with us having an adventure.  ::Irish says::
<DocAnya> # ::studying his instrument:: Not to worry Irish. We don't have time for vacations right now.
<IrishTCat> # Giles > My word It will be nice to sit down and have chance to relax .. 
<DocAnya> # Hmm, I wonder if the salt air is throwing off the diodes. I'm not getting any signal now.
<DamonFred> # :::as the group exits the TARDIS, they step out thru the cloth doorwary of the pavilion:::
<DocAnya> # ::calling back to the blue box:: Fred, do you sense anything?
<DamonFred> # :::Fred steps out of the Doctor's TARDIS, clad in only her form-fitting silvery-blue one-piece jumpsuit::
<nadwXander> # ;:::To Willow:: And don't think I've forgotten about those speedos you had laid out for me, remembering alomost being a fish isn't... what is that?
<IrishTCat> # Irish > It is about time for an adventure to be more like a vacation .. 
<DamonFred> # :::she looks around, wrap-around sunglasses sheltering her eyes:::
<DamonFred> # Fred> No Doctor, I don't sense anything.  :::sighs:::
<DocAnya> # Willow>Speedos? Don't look at me. I'm way past that phase, if you remember.
<DamonFred> # ::::Damon steps out, wearing sneakers, bermuda shorts and a loud hawaiian shirt::::
<IrishTCat> # Giles > ::pulls off his glasses and cleans them on his shirt:: Is that a police box I see ? ::points :: 
<DocAnya> # Anya>Speak for yourself witchy. ::pouts:: I thought you'd look cute in those trim-fitting male bikinis. I mean it's not like you don't have something to show off.
<DamonFred> # :::Damon and Smithers do a double-take as they see, across the beach, a blue police box:::
<DocAnya> # Doc>Well take heart. They've got to be around here somewhere. Energy trails don't just vanish.
<IrishTCat> # Irish > Maker I sense another Home .. :: Irish aims his nose in the direction he senses a ship:: 
<nadwXander> # ::Blushes::: Sorry Willow, I thought it was a swim team rib... or should I say fin
<DamonFred> # ::::Fred looks around and sees several figures stepping out from a tent-like object:::
<DamonFred> # Fred> ::to the Doctor:: is that another TARDIS?
<nadwXander> # That box isn't like trying to make Giles feel at home?
<DocAnya> # Doc> Unless there was a hiccup in the time stream. ::murmurs to self:: With all the mucking about my people are doing there's no telling what chaos they've made of the time lines.
<IrishTCat> # Irish > I just said that.. 
<DocAnya> # Doc> Maybe I should try a transverse delta wave trace-- ::belatedly hears friends:: Another what?
<IrishTCat> # Giles > Xander The Police Box is an antiguity in England .. ::lecturing tone::
<DocAnya> # ::follows Fred and Irish's stares toward a beach shelter was not on the viewscreen when they arrived::
<DamonFred> # Damon> Er...Um...remember my timelord friend you met at that musical?
<IrishTCat> # Giles > While I am considerable older than you lot I am not an antique yet .. 
<nadwXander> # Just as longer as it's not another of ::Does air quotes:: The Ripper's frinds
<nadwXander> # Don't sweat it Giles... sure beats the alternative
<DocAnya> # Doc>Perhaps we shouldn't be here. ::recognizes the party loitering outside the cabana:: Tread carefully crew. We don't know who's friend or foe these days.
<DamonFred> # :::the time scoobies nod as they all remember the gentleman and his cat that they met at the Scarlet Pimpernel musical:::
<nadwXander> <dooh, switch those>
<DamonFred> # Damon> Well, there they are. ::points to the Same gentleman and his cat, standing alongside an attactive girl:::
<DocAnya> # Doc> ::discreetly pockets his hand scanner and beams a benign smile at the fellow travelers::
<DamonFred> # Fred> Who are they, Doctor? Do you recognize any of them?
<nadwXander> # Please can this just be a coincidence not another terrible end of the world thing
<IrishTCat> # Meow Meow ..  ::Irish spins around in place:: 
<DamonFred> # Smithers> I say...you're right!
<DamonFred> <xander should probably drool over Fred a bit>
<DamonFred> # Damon> :::begins walking towards the Doctor:: 
<DocAnya> # Doc> As a matter of fact I do. If I'm not mistake that young fellow in the colorful shirt is a peer of mine. Former Councillor Damon... ::with a pointed nod:: of Gallifrey.
<IrishTCat> # Giles > I do remember the gentlemen and his very unusual cat .. Quite an odd shade of green .. 
<DamonFred> # Damon> ::over his shoulder:: Come on, everyone, let's go say hi.
<nadwXander> # Wow! The walking Emmy award is definitely new
<DocAnya> # Doc> His companions claim to be from Earth though their talents are unusual. Remember Fred, discretion is the better part of valor.
<nadwXander> # Wonder if that outfit comes in a can?
<DamonFred> # :::The surface effect force fields in Damon's shoes keep the sand out of them as he trots over to the Doctor and his companions::
<IrishTCat> # Irish > Maker When you start quoting like that I wonder if you have been switched with a duplicate.. 
<DamonFred> <and Anya can give Xander a hard time at any time:-)>
<DocAnya> # Doc>::stands back a little but smiles:: Damon? Fancy meeting you here.
<nadwXander> <XXXXXXXXXX- comment censored ;-) >
<DamonFred> # Damon> Doctor? How are you?!
<DocAnya> # Anya>::sees Xander's eyes bug out and smacks the back of his head::
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish shakes his head considering all the times Mker has gotten involved in events :: 
<DamonFred> # :::Damon grabs the Doctor's hand and shakes it:::
<nadwXander> # Ouch!... and again Ouch
<DamonFred> # Damon> How have you been? As you can see, the gang is still with me.
<DocAnya> #  Anya> ::when he turns to look at her she crosses her arms and glares::
<DamonFred> # :::Willow and Tara gaze appreciately at the new girl for a moment, then exchange sheepish smiles and join the others:::
<nadwXander> # ah,, ah... An Emmy is not a good thing, really, they always seem to ignore the best shows
<DocAnya> # Doc> Ah well mine's changed a little bit, but then I'm sure you've heard that? ::studying glance::
<IrishTCat> # Irish > Oh The Witches , the Stick girl , funny man , glass eyes , and noisy girl .. 
<DamonFred> # Smithers> Hello Irish, how are you?
<DocAnya> # Doc> ::notes Damon just looks at him with mild indifference:: What brings you to Cachelot, Damon?
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish levitates :: I am fine .. How is your Home doing .. 
<DamonFred> # :::Fred smiles a friendly yet distant smile at everyone::::
<nadwXander> # ::Offers the Doctor his hand::: Nice cat, wouldn't happen to have a talking VW in there would you?
<DamonFred> # Damon> We're on the last leg of our around the universe tour. 
<DamonFred> # Damon> Since it's been awhile, I'll introduce everyone.
<IrishTCat> # Perhaps that should be Not so funny man .. ::Irish tilts his head:: 
<DamonFred> # Damon> ::gestures towards the Doctor and his companions::
<IrishTCat> # Irish > This is Bright Shiny Girl and Maker of Noises my companions .. ::Irish introduces his crew:: 
<DamonFred> # Damon> This is the Doctor, his companion Irish, and ?
<nadwXander> # Easy green guy, just keep me in mind in case you ever decide to settle on Earth, the endorsements could make sure you have all the cream and fish you could ever desire
<DocAnya> # Doc> Fred is new to my TARDIS. She just us recently after Jacie... uh left.
<DamonFred> # ::Damon nods, not pressing the issue:::
<DocAnya> <She joined us recently>
<IrishTCat> # Meow Meow Meow Meow Mix .. 
<DamonFred> # You all know Smithers, and the others are Buffy, Xander, Anya, Willow, Tara and Giles.
<DocAnya> # ::in turn, each waves as there name is called::
<DocAnya> # Willow> Nice outfit. ::says to Fred:: It's ... uh form fitting.
<IrishTCat> # ::Giles nods:: Rupert Giles Former Watcher and librarian of Sunnydale High .. 
<DamonFred> # Damon> ::whispers to the Doctor:: We had to repair the Doctor after we left you.  It took awhile.  Then we did some relaxing, before I take them back home to Sunnydale, Earth.
<DamonFred> # Fred> Thank you, I like it very much.
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<DocAnya> # Doc> A tour you said Damon? Where have you been in the Universe, especially lately?
<IrishTCat> # Giles> Until Buffy blew up the school that is .. 
<DocAnya> # Doc>Then the Central Authority hasn't been limiting your travels. How odd.
<DocAnya> # Tara> Central Authority?
<DamonFred> # Damon> well, the planet of the Lepus, then Elysium, then a side jaunt to an asteroid, then quite a few other planets.
<DamonFred> # Damon> Central Authority? What's that?
<DamonFred> # Damon> It's not...Gallifreyan, is it?
<DocAnya> # Buffy> Sounds like Principal Snyder's dream job.
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<DamonFred> # Damon> You know me, Doctor, I avoid Gallifrey like the Zorasteran Plague..unless it's to help save a friend. 
<DocAnya> # Doc> Why would you say that? ::beams assessing glare at Damon::
<DamonFred> <wb Cody>
<nadwXander> <grr, hate cutting off mis sentence like that>
*** DamonFred sets mode: +o nadwXander
<DocAnya> <move line before Damon's last>
<nadwXander> <Ty>
<DocAnya> # Willow> Something tells me we're not speaking the same language.
<DocAnya> # Tara> Parlez vous francais?
<DamonFred> # :::Fred shakes everyone's hands::::
<DocAnya> # Buffy> What?
<nadwXander> # ::Grbs Anya'a arm:: Tish! She's speaking French!
<IrishTCat> # Irish > I speak cat and condescend to speak the inferior language of humans .. 
<DocAnya> # Anya> Eeww. I hate the French. I mean, who eats frogs and snails anyway?
<DamonFred> <did you know that Anya has Wagnerian snoring?>
<IrishTCat> # Irish > I know a giant snail who wouldnt appreciate people eating his distant cousins .. 
<nadwXander> <Or so says Grumpy am Giles :-)>
<DamonFred> # Damon> And how about you, Doctor, where have you and your companions been recently?
<DocAnya> # Anya> A giant snail? That wouldn't be Grebald? Green with stripes, snorts fire.
<nadwXander> # Oh stop it, you name dropper you
<IrishTCat> # Giles > I am glad that cats do not speak back on earth .. That would be worse than Xander trying to do a proper english accent. 
<nadwXander> # Hey!?!
<DamonFred> # Fred> Are you all from Earth? You sound like it.
<DocAnya> # Doc> ::notes the friendly banter and beams a truly pleasant smile this time:: Well I see your crew is faring well these days at least.
<nadwXander> # ::Nods toward Giles:: Except for him
<DocAnya> # Doc> You must forgive me Damon. The last few months have been a turbulent time. I'm surprised you hadn't noticed.
<IrishTCat> # Irish > Grebald ? No its not .. 
<nadwXander> # ::horrible Cocknet accent:: E's Britsh you know
<IrishTCat> # ::Giles look over his glasses at Xander:: Perhaps we can arrange an exchange and trade Xander for Irish .. 
<nadwXander> # ::In regular voice :: That also means English for those of us born without a stick up our ... Oh ::Willow pinches him::
<DamonFred> # Fred> Oh, I like the British! I met Sherlock Holmes and his wife, they were wonderful!
<nadwXander> # ::Hurt, to Willow:: Welll... he started it
<DamonFred> # Fred> And Hogwarts is in Britain, too.
<DocAnya> # Doc> Yes well, Fred, Irish, I think we best get on with our search. We don't have much time before we must rendezvous again.
<DamonFred> # Fred> ::Turns to the Doctor:: Isn't it?
<IrishTCat> # ::Giles looks disbeliving:: Sherlock Holmes is a fictional character.. 
<DamonFred> # Fred> You might think that, but he's not.
<nadwXander> # Hogwarts not exactly a tourist attraction either
<DocAnya> # Doc> ::pulls out his hand scanner and taps it trying to coax a signal::
<DamonFred> # Damon> Well, we haven't stayed on one place for very long, and we've been on the outskirts of civilization.
<DocAnya> # Doc> Fred, those places are not as we experienced to the people in this universe. They are more works of fiction than fact.
<DocAnya> # Doc> And fiction I wouldn't mind being part of just now.
<nadwXander> # You mean kind of like my resume::grins::
<DamonFred> # Fred> I guess you're right, Doctor.  It's hard to remember that, since we actually met them.
<DocAnya> # Doc> ::slaps device:: Infernal machines. I'm not getting anything here. It's like the trace just vanished.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish begins to look bored :: Lets get on with our mission Maker .. 
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish looks at wet stuff with a great deal of suspcion :: 
<DamonFred> # Damon> So you're not here on vacation, Doctor?
<DocAnya> <David, I'm being intentionally mum about what's been going on. I figure the Doc shouldn't trust his confidences in timelords too much now. And there's that tracer link in the scoobs.>
<DamonFred> <right, not a problem>
<DocAnya> <Maybe have Fred blurt out things?>
<DocAnya> <She doesn't know how to lie, right?>
<DamonFred> # Fred> We're looking for my people.
<DamonFred> <she can, but she has to work at it>
<DocAnya> # Anya> Your people? You mean like a rock star entourage?
<DocAnya> # Willow> Ooh, maybe the Spice Girls are here too.
<IrishTCat> # Irish > We do not take vacations .. They always end with us having an adventure 
<DamonFred> # Fred> No, my family.
<nadwXander> # That's a posse Sweetcakes, maybe I think she means like Willow being one of the Chosen Ones, right?
<nadwXander> <Switch those>
<DocAnya> # Doc> Um... ::warning glance:: Fred joined us rather abruptly and we were separated from her kin.
<IrishTCat> # Giles> Those upstarts .. In my day we had real rock stars who actually sang real songs  instead of this rubbish that goes on now.. 
<nadwXander> #: To Fred:: Hey, don't look a gift horse in the mouth
<DocAnya> # Anya> Like the Beatles? "She loves me, yeah, yeah, yeah. She loves me..."
<DamonFred> # Fred> Gift horse?
<nadwXander> # There cool unless they're Greek
<DamonFred> <Jen, mom says hi and says to kiss your mom for her>
<DocAnya> # Doc> Actually, we were trying to relocate them so she could see she was safe.
<DocAnya> <I will. Hug your mom for me.>
<nadwXander> # ::Looks at Scoobs:: What? No credit for a classical reference?
<DamonFred> # Damon> Well, we could look around for them while we're here, if you'd like.
<DamonFred> # Smithers> Well done, Xander.
<DocAnya> # Doc> Uh, thank you though I'm not sure you'd know if you saw them.
<DocAnya> # Doc> Then again, they might just find you.
<nadwXander> # Thanks ole ::Starts impersonating British scociety and stops looking sideways at Giles:: I meant yeah, thanks Smithers
<DamonFred> # Damon> What should we look for?
<DocAnya> # Doc> ::reaches into his pocket and pulls out a crystalline ball:: Have you seen one of these before Damon?
<DocAnya> # Doc> ::the ball chimes as you turn it::
<DamonFred> # Damon> Not that I recall.
<IrishTCat> # ::Giles frowns:: I refuse to take musicical critisism from a woman who use to be a vengence demon .. 
<nadwXander> # Looks like something from Willow and Tara's hope chest
<nadwXander> # It's okay Giles, No One has a cooler 8 track collection than you
<DocAnya> # Doc> Humming Globes is what the locals on Menfret call them. They emit a natural frequency in the gamma band.
<DamonFred> # :::Damon listens carefully:::
<DocAnya> # Doc> I've recorded a bit of a message in the notes. If you begin to notice anything odd happening, atmospheric changes, temporature fluctuations, people babbling... ring the chime.
<DamonFred> # Damon> Got it. Can do.
<DocAnya> # Doc> If they hear it, the People will know what to do.
<nadwXander> People babbling sure seems like a setup to dish the Xman :-)>
<DocAnya> # Doc> As for us my friends, I think we best give these coordinates another spin.
<DamonFred> # :::Damon takes the chime carefully from the Doctor :::
<DocAnya> # Doc> We'll give it a couple more tries Fred then we must check in with Brogan.
<DamonFred> # Fred> Of course, Doctor.
<DocAnya> # Doc> ::steers his friends toward the TARDIS::
<DamonFred> # Damon> Take care!
<DamonFred> # :::Damon and the Scoobies begin saying goodbye to everyone:::
<DocAnya> # Doc> ::hangs back to whisper to Damon:: Just one thing. Watch your step, old friend. The universe is not always as friendly as it seems.
<nadwXander> # ::To Fred::: Don't let it worry you, You can search a long time ::glances almost shyly at Anya:: Before you find what you're looking for
<DocAnya> # :Doc disappears into the blue box moments before it wheezes, groans and fades away::
<DamonFred> # Damon> :::whispers back::: I'll be careful.  You watch your step too.
<DamonFred> # Fred> Thanks.
<DamonFred> <move that up a bit>
<nadwXander> # Wow ::To Damon:: With all your Timelord tech stuff, didn't you guys ever invent WD 40?
<DocAnya> # ::almost out of nowhere, a crowd of beach-clad tourists congregates on a small dock nearby::
<DocAnya> <LOL>
<IrishTCat> # Giles> I should have asked him why his vessal is in the shape of a british police box .. ::Giles says rergetfully :: 
<DamonFred> # Damon> Okay everyone, time for the tour.
<DocAnya> # Anya> ::points:: Oh look, masses of oil-laden beach bums.
<nadwXander> # ::Ponts to crowd and approaching craft:: Boss! De plane, de plane!
<DocAnya> # ::a double decker tour boat glides up to the pier::
<IrishTCat> # ::Giles looks at the boat and then at Xander:: Clearly its a boat Xander not a place .. 
<DocAnya> # Tara> ::to her girlfriend:: Was he always like that?
<IrishTCat> <<I mean plane >> 
<DamonFred> # ::they walk over to the tour boat, which looks like a very hi-tech speed boat::::
<nadwXander> # Ahem, actually a hovercraft ole boy, which happens to float on air
<DocAnya> # Willow>Who Xander? Don't ask. It's a Fantasy Island thing. It was a lot funnier when he was 4.
<nadwXander> # So a plane isn't that far amiss
<nadwXander> # ::Smiles at Willow ::That's my girl, you just won a Snoopy dance
<DocAnya> # Buffy> Well, what are we waiting for. ::struts off toward the pier in her clear "leader" walk::
<DocAnya> # Tara> Snoopy? Oooh, with the big eyes and those long droopy ears.
<DamonFred> <its actually kinda like those landspeeders, except for on the water>
<nadwXander> # ::Offers Anya his arm::: May I, m'lady?
<IrishTCat> # Giles > A nice quiet ocean voyage where nothing can possible go wrong .. 
<DocAnya> # Anya> Oh, now you notice me since your "Emmy" girlfriend is gone.
<DocAnya> # Anya> ::shakes off Xander and struts off with the girls instead... gotta show the boy some attitude::
<DamonFred> # :::everyone boards the hoverskiff:::
<nadwXander> # ::Cringes:: It was just a joke ::serious :: I'll never ignore you
<DocAnya> # Buffy>::saunters on to the craft and saves a row of seats by the front::
<nadwXander> # ::Aside:: Unless it's a remote control disagreement :: Grins::
<DocAnya> # Tourguide> ::dressed in a tropical blue shirt and khaki bermuda shorts, has a mic attached to his collar and waves his arms dramatically:: That's it folks. Just move on back and fill up all the seats.
<IrishTCat> # Giles> Whats the aquatic life here like Smithers ?
<DamonFred> # Smithers> There are two kinds of aquatic life.  First, there's the native life.
<DamonFred> # Smithers> Then there's the imported cetacean life, from earth.
<DocAnya> # Tourguide> You'll want to get a good view by the rail so you can see our seaborn natives at play.
<IrishTCat> # ::Giles carefully fold his glasses up and puts them in a case ::
<DocAnya> # Tourguide> Can everyone hear me? ::voice resounds throughout the ship without every being really loud or soft::
<DamonFred> # Smithers> They were brought here from Earth centuries ago.
<DocAnya> # Tourguide> As soon as everyone's seated we'll begin our tour of the legendary reef islands of Cachelot.
<DamonFred> # :::everyone sits down quickly::
<nadwXander> # WEll there goes Star Trek 4
<DocAnya> # ::the hoverglide revs up engines and begins gliding away from the shore::
<DocAnya> # Tourguide> Well, are we having fun today? I see several of you have enjoyed a dip in our healing waters already.
<DocAnya> # Tourguide> As you may know Cachelot is primarily a water planet interspersed with several island paradises.
<IrishTCat> # Giles> He sounds like a typical tour guide from back home except for his accent ..  :Giles waxes nostalgically about the old days ::
<DamonFred> # :::Damon and the scoobies relax and look around as they listen to the tourguide::
<DocAnya> # Tourguide> Due to the geosynchronis orbit with it's sun, the ambient temperature remains a balmy 89 degrees while the water is some of the clearest you are likely to see on any other world.
<DocAnya> # Tour Guide>If you look down the side, you can see all the way to the coral bottom.
<DamonFred> # :::a pod of killer whales approaches the hoverskiff:::
<DocAnya> # TourGuide> Over to the Port side we have a school of rainbow catfish playing about.
<DocAnya> # TourGuide>They're native to the Americas of old Earth, as you know.
<DocAnya> # TourGuide>They do surprisingly well in this alien world, by the way.
<DocAnya> # TourGuide>::a sput of water sprays high into the air off the opposite side of the ship::
<IrishTCat> # ::Giles points at the whales:: Look at those Buffy .. 
<DamonFred> # :::the pack moves into position on either side of the skiff::
<DamonFred> # Buffy> Those look like killer whales!
<DocAnya> # TourGuide>Ah, and here we have some of the more exotic creatures of Cachelot... the rainbow killer whales.
<nadwXander> # Aren't they getting kind of close to the boat?
<DamonFred> # Damon> It does look that way.
<nadwXander> # Just hope we don't look too sushieliscious to those big boys
<DocAnya> # TourGuide> They are so named due to their likeness to the black and white killer whales of Earth, but you will notice there monochromatic color is actually a mixture of 5 colors... blue, black, burgundy, beige and banana.
<DamonFred> <oh, pause Fred, by the way>
<IrishTCat> # ::Giles looks nervously at the water :: Does anyone else notice that the whales have surrounded the vessal ?  
<DocAnya> # ::tourists jockey for the best spot by the rail to snap a holo-picture::
<IrishTCat> <<Irish Paws >> 
<DamonFred> # Buffy> I did!
<DocAnya> # ::whales spray jets of water up and all around the boat spritzing the photographers with salt water::
<nadwXander> # Ohoh, not good when the Giles gets nervous and there's not a chick involved
<IrishTCat> <<<<Whales demand the surrender of that evil fish killer Irish T Cat !  >> 
<DocAnya> # Willow>Um, I'm not getting a good feeling about this.
<IrishTCat> <<<Oh  Xander could do an Aquaman joke ! >>> 
<DocAnya> # TourGuide> Don't worry ladies and gentleman, though they have a violent name, these creautres are far from dangerous.
<DamonFred> # :::as one, the whales leap from the water, hitting the skiff from all sides:::
<DamonFred> <ooh, nice timing:-)>
<DocAnya> # ::TourGuide knocked off his feet and collides into a railing::
<DocAnya> # ::the passengers scream::
<DocAnya> # ::the engines suddenly choke into silence::
<DamonFred> # :::the skiff lands in the water and begins to sink:::
<DocAnya> # ::the captain frantically tries to get the engines started again but fails::
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<IrishTCat> # ::Giles sighs :: It was too much to hope for that something horrible wouldnt happen .. 
<DamonFred> # :::the gang exchanges looks of dismay:::
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<nadwXander> <Grrrrr>
<DamonFred> <have Xander say the killer whales did it on "porpoise">
<nadwXander> <last I saw was the whales starting to hit boat>
<DocAnya> # Anya> Well you had to say it. Stupid British man. You spend your whole childhood surrounded by water, it's no wonder sea beasts seek you out.
<DamonFred> <the skiff is settling in the water and the gange exchanged looks of dismay>
<nadwXander> # I sure they didn't porpoisely seek out Giles
<DocAnya> <You didn't miss much. A comment from Giles and looks of dismay. The TourGuide is out and the skiff is sinking>
<DamonFred> # ::everyone but Anya groans:::
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<nadwXander> # Ah, did anyone happen to notice an oxygen tank and an M-! laying arounf anywhere?
<DocAnya> # Anya> And I can't even swim! Xander, you have to carry off this boat. It's your moral duty as my lover.
<DocAnya> # Willow>Anya, not now!
<AlxKeegan> # :::the whales begin to circle the sinking skiff:::
<nadwXander> <doh M-1 that is>
<DocAnya> <pause alll her characters>
<AlxKeegan> # Damon> It looks like they're not finished yet.
<DocAnya> <Oh wait forgot>
<AlxKeegan> <pause Damon and Smithers>
<nadwXander> # Why can't real life have cliffhangers so we can have a week to work out what to do?
<nadwXander> <pause Xander>
<DocAnya> # ::Buffy jumps up and reaches for a weapon. Comes up with a fire axe::
<DocAnya> <move Buffy line to before Damon and Xander>
<DocAnya> <now pause all her characters>
<IrishTCat> <<Pause Giles who hasnt gotten knocked unconscious yet  >> 
<AlxKeegan> <<<The New Adventures of Doctor Who Simulation>>>
<AlxKeegan> <<<In Search of...The People - Part One>>>
<AlxKeegan> <<<by David Sharpe>>>
<AlxKeegan> <ooops>
<DocAnya> <Whoops>
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<AlxKeegan> <<<PAUSE SIM>>>
<AlxKeegan> <<<CUT AND PRINT>>>
<DocAnya> <<PAUSE ALL>>
<DocAnya> Bravo!
<TheBrig> Bravissimo! At last, at last!
<DocAnya> Encore! Encore!
<AlxKeegan> Hurray!! Good job, everyone.
Session Close: Thu Nov 07 21:15:23 2002