Session Start: Thu Aug 22 21:06:14 2002
Session Ident: #whosim
* Logging #whosim to 'C:\Documents and Settings\Jennifer\Desktop\timehunt1.DALnet.txt'
<IrishTCat> I think.
<MsTegan> Hello, yes, it is Mary!
<MsTegan> I was just finally registering my MIRC.
<Jacie> Oh there you are! Hey, how's your last week of school prep?
<MsTegan> Actually, I still have next week to get ready, too.
<Jacie> Ah, I see. I'm trying to disentangle myself from the family chaos.
<MsTegan>  I am exhausted, getting too old moving desks around.
<MsTegan> Hello Kitty!
<Jacie> We had a little "to do" here yesterday. My 3yr old nephew disappeared on us for a while. He found a new place to take a nap and didn't tell anyone.
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<MsTegan> If you register your MIRC during August, 100% of your fee goes to the international Red Cross, which is cool.
<AlxKeegan> Hi Mary
<MsTegan> That's scary, where was he?
<Jacie> Cool, Mary. I'll pass that info on to others.
<MsTegan> Hello David!
<Jacie> Hey David!
<Jacie> Of all places in Grandma's room under 3 layers of comforters. He was all sweaty too.
<IrishTCat> Hi David
<AlxKeegan> "Here vampires, here vampires"
<Jacie> Today he laid down for a nap at 4 and still won't get up. He grumbles at us instead. Like we have the kid out working the fields. ;)
<MsTegan> He must have been cold and trying to warm up! No one would think of looking there in the summer!
<AlxKeegan> :::whistling in the dark graveyard with no baddies around:::
<MsTegan> maybe he is sick.
<Jacie> I think he was playing with the kitty kat. She likes to sleep in there. Trouble was he disappeared in a matter of 10 minutes then wouldn't respond to any calls. We ended up having to call 911 because we were so panic stricken. What with all the news about child kidnappings this summer.
*** IrishTCat sets mode: +o AlxKeegan
<Jacie> We're not sure if he's sick. He's not running a fever or complaining of anything. His brother is just getting over an eye and ear infection though.
<Jacie> I don't know. Sam has been having a lot of nightmares the last week though. 
<MsTegan> Did the cops get mad? Leah had to call 911 once and they were furious at her when it turned out not to be a real emergency after all.
<Jacie> I don't think he's sleeping right.
<Jacie> No, the cops and dispatch were really great. They figured he had just crawled into some place to sleep. They were happy it was no big deal.
<MsTegan> My son never ran a temp when he had ear infections.
<Jacie> That's only the second time I've called 911. First was a couple years ago when I was alone and thought someone was breaking in. Turned out to be nothing... an animal probably. I was babbling my apologies, but the cops said they'd rather we call and it be nothing than we don't call and they find a body.
<AlxKeegan> ~whistle while you work~
<AlxKeegan> "You know how to whistle, don't you?  You just put your lips together and blow."
<AlxKeegan> Hi Jen:-)
<AlxKeegan> I'm talking to myself while Mary is away
<Jacie> Let's just say that when a small child is involved they like you to be safe rather than sorry.
<IrishTCat> ~snore while you sleep~
<AlxKeegan> Hi Rob
<Jacie> Um Mary's away? What are you talking about David? We're chatting.
<MsTegan> no, just listening silly.
<AlxKeegan> Gee, is no one going to talk to me?
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<AlxKeegan> Maybe I should leave and come back.
<Jacie> Um no, we thought we'd put the cone of silence over you tonight.;)
<TheBrig> <hello>
<AlxKeegan> I'll do that
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<Jacie> Ok, David's asking for trouble now. ;)
<IrishTCat> I said hello David.
<MsTegan> Well, I was going to turn myself into a vampire just for you David, but I am afraid of vampires.
<IrishTCat> Hi Cody
<MsTegan> Hello Cody!
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<Jacie> Hey Cody! How are you doing this week?
<IrishTCat> I am a vampire Cat !!! meow meow Meow !!  
<TheBrig> Hi, I think I should never set my alarm so I can make another early connection for the sim :-)
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<Jacie> David can you see us now?
<TheBrig> Re-hi David
<MsTegan> A vampire kitty! I am really afraid now!
<Jacie> Everybody say "Hi David!"
<MsTegan> Hello David
<AlxKeegan> Yes, I can see your vocabulary now:-)
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* TheBrig puts garlic in his ball of catnip
<AlxKeegan> Hi everyone:-)
<TheBrig> Hi David
<IrishTCat> Hi David.
<MsTegan> Good idea, Cody, can I have some too?
<Jacie> Hey David. And we thought you were trapped in the "cone of silence".
<MsTegan> Hi David :)
<IrishTCat> Why would a hew men be afraid of a vampire kitty ? 
<AlxKeegan> Jen, let's have start with the TARDIS popping out of the other end of the transit thingie from the Wood
<TheBrig> First Outlook wouldn't let me in to get the script then dal.net wouldn't connect me, finally got in thru uk connection :-)
<MsTegan> Just the thought of holes around the ankles, it's scary...
<Jacie> Ok cool. I wrote the script so you'd have some time to transition.
<AlxKeegan> I'm going to write an epilogue and among other things I'll show them going into the pool thingie
<Jacie> Let me call Tuna and see if he's joining us for the night.
<AlxKeegan> thanks Jen:-)
<TheBrig> Tried to get to the prequel script, got a 404 :-/
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<AlxKeegan> I'll be having the Hermit send them using kind of like a one-shot ring
<TheBrig> Hi Tuna
<IrishTCat> Cows should be afraid ! 
<MsTegan> Jacie's logs were really cool, Jen :)
<Dr10> *poof*
<AlxKeegan> and I'll write up them saying goodbye to the hermit, etc
<MsTegan> Hello Tuna :)
<Dr10> Jacie's logs were VERY cool.
<MsTegan> Oh my, Rob, that is really GROSS>
<AlxKeegan> plus I'll have Fred pick out her room.
<Dr10> Hello Mary, how excellent to "see" you here tonight!
<Jacie> Thanks Mary. If events hadn't gotten so nuts yesterday I would have finished the others. Oh well, the script leaves a little more time to finish the background.
<AlxKeegan> I never got Jacie's logs
<AlxKeegan> :-(
* TheBrig ::crosses fingers and wishes::: And a log from the Hermit?
<Jacie> You don't have to know what's been happening the last year in real time, just in case you're wondering.
<Dr10> Hello to David, Rob, and Cody as well.
<AlxKeegan> On the other hand, I did go out on a date this afternoon and saw Signs:-)
<MsTegan> I love it when you "say" that, Tuna ;)
<AlxKeegan> Hi Tuna!
<Dr10> LOL
<Jacie> Play this as a "Doctor out of water" type story. You think it's same old same old but it's not.
<MsTegan> Did you like Signs, David?
*** TheBrig sets mode: +o Dr10
<IrishTCat> Hello Maker.
<AlxKeegan> Yes, we both liked it:-)
<Jacie> Oh so that's the reason for your chipper mood David. Should we be jealous?
<MsTegan> Me too :)
<AlxKeegan> yes, it was a date with a real, in the flesh person of the female persuasion:-)
<Dr10> And Maker of Noises I am, I must say. This last month has been LOUD!
<TheBrig> :-)
<Dr10> :::smiles and listens to David:::
<AlxKeegan> nah, you can just be happy for me
<MsTegan> Yippe David :)
<Jacie> Oh my, David's losing his heart. Glad to hear it. ;)
<Dr10> NOW FOR SOME HYPE QUESTION...
<AlxKeegan> next date will be when she gets back from college, in december
<Jacie> Uh huh, Tuna?
<MsTegan> Why so loud, Tuna?
<AlxKeegan> last showing of the opening night of The Two Towers
<TheBrig> Anyone get a padded brown envelope yet?
<AlxKeegan> yes Tuna?
<Dr10> and why is this the season to end all seasons?
<MsTegan> NO, but there is a big box headed someone's way ;)
<AlxKeegan> yep yep, got mine
<Dr10> How about we fail and the universe is destroyed? I knew that had to be coming up eventually.
<IrishTCat> ~snores some more~
<AlxKeegan> ::letting Jen answer that one::
<Jacie> Oh, that... hype, hype and just a little more hype. I told you before.
* TheBrig ::Morphs into alter Xander and does the Snoppy dance::
<Jacie> Expect lots of surprises for a various characters and worlds.
<AlxKeegan> it won't be quite that bad
<Dr10> I have some stunning plans for some upcoming plot lines...
<Jacie> By next summer when we start fresh, the NADW world will be brand spanking new.
<Dr10> ..I've got some songs in mind...
<AlxKeegan> including a team-up with Damon and the Time Scoobies;-)
<TheBrig> YEAH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
<MsTegan> The Two Towers will be a great date, David. Previews look wonderful!
<TheBrig> Guess what role I want ;-)
<IrishTCat> I am not cleaning the universe.. Nope Nope Nope Nope.. 
<Jacie> Oh cool. Send me all your ideas. I'm throwing them together in my cauldron o' fate and hopefully coming up with some cool twists.
<MsTegan> ::Vampire bat lands on vampire cat's tail::
<AlxKeegan> got to see a trailer from that today, along with Star Trek Nemesis
<Dr10> Well, shall we address this exciting new season? Almost curtain time.
<AlxKeegan> and a funny M&M commercial
<Jacie> Yes sir! Ok gang... CASTING CALL!
<AlxKeegan> <=============Fred
<Dr10> <=== the Doctor
<Jacie> <=== Director Dilfries
<MsTegan> David,t here is a really good LONG preview on the DVD of LOTR. :)
<Dr10> <btw Fred, do you remember Romana #1 saying, "All right, call me Fred.">
<Jacie> <Anyone for Bubbles or Drax?>
<AlxKeegan> oh, my script didn't have the pic of Fred in it, where you could see it, just a little box with a red x in it
<AlxKeegan> <yep yep>
<IrishTCat> ::turns and looks at appetizer on his tail::
<TheBrig> <Yep :-)>
<MsTegan> I'd rather be Bubbles.
<AlxKeegan> <we have the DVD but I haven't had a chance to watch that preview yet>
<IrishTCat> <<---Irish T(I am not a vampire)Cat
<TheBrig> <Wish our old Drax was here ::sniff>
<Jacie> <I know, but I'm not sure Bruce is available this summer. I'll try to get him for future eps.>
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<Jacie> <Care to be Drax then Cody?>
<TheBrig> <========Drax (Please looking kindly on my attempt ole Drax>
<AlxKeegan> <cody, think of Damon and the TS pulling off the prison escape to end all prison escapes and you'll get the idea:-)>
<Dr10> <Changes clothes, gets into character, brushes off lapels>
<Jacie> <Cool! Ok, let me get the credits... PLACES PEOPLE!>
*** AlxKeegan is now known as DWFred
<DWFred> <I have the credits ready>
<TheBrig> <Thinks Paul Shaffer;-) >
<DWFred> <it's my job, remember:-)>
<Dr10> <Drax from Armageddon Factor, Dr #4, end of Key to Time, but of course you all know that.>
<TheBrig> <He was also a regular at the Time Trap>
<DWFred> <rolling credits, see you all on the other side>
<DWFred> <<<The New Adventures of Doctor Who Simulation>>>
<DWFred> <<<The Time Hunters - Part One>>>
<DWFred> <<<by Jen Kokoski>>>
*** TheBrig is now known as Drax
<Dr10> # in the TARDIS surging through the vortex
<Jacie> @ = Director's office
<DWFred> # = the console room of the TARDIS
*** Jacie is now known as Dilfries
<DWFred> <and like he said;-)>
<DWFred> # The trip seems to be taking a little while longer than it did using the rings, Doctor.
<Dr10> #::The Doctor stands looking at the console from about fifteen feet away, all around him the high vaulted console room/library from his late 7th generation,::
<IrishTCat> #::Irish blinks his eyes slowly laying on top of the time rotor like a fuury carpet::
<Bubbles> @ ::Dusting the director's office reception room for the 5th time today::
*** Drax is now known as Guest67534
<Dilfries> @ ::in a faded ruby and gold office, a man with slicked-back hair sits in a squeaky and cracked leather chair::
<Dilfries> <Oops, try DraxCody>
*** Guest67534 is now known as DraxCody
<Bubbles> @ ::Cringes at the sound of that old leather chair::
<Dr10> #Well, Fred, that's because we can pilot it and store things in it and any number of other dimensional factors too complicated to bother with. It beats hitchhiking, or so I've heard.
<DWFred> # :::Fred notices once more the feeling in the console room of age and yet newness::
<Bubbles> @ ::Thinks: I really miss the good old days, all the hustle and bustle at the casino.
<Dr10> # ::The Doctor walks to the console and looks closely at the rising and falling blue rotors.:::
<DWFred> # Well, if this is going to take awhile, I'll go put my rings away in my room real quick.
<DWFred> # I'll be right back!
<Dr10> # It is having a bit of a time breaking out of this current dimensional simulacra and into a more coherent universe, the one we came from.
<IrishTCat> # Voice is happy. ::Irish purrs::
<Dilfries> @ ::steeples his fingers, studying the printouts on his desk with only a casual glance at his secretary::
<Dr10> #Hard to believe that was a coherent universe, but it certainly would be by comparison to where we have just been.
<Dilfries> @ We do what we must in the times we're dealt, Sally-Anne. ::long sigh::
<DWFred> # :::Fred runs down the hallway to her room, the leather bag, holding one each of the two types of transit rings, clutched in her hand:::
<Bubbles> @ ::Thinks:: This job is so BORING..and the director is so NOT HIP with all that grease slicked on his hair...
<DraxCody> @ ::Ignores the buzzer and knocks on the director's door::
<Dr10> #Rings? ::mutters the Doctor:: I'll have to warn her about that.
<Dilfries> @ All right, you might as well let him in.
<Bubbles> @::Jumps a bit, thinking can the old dolt read my mind or what?:: 
<Dr10> # ::The Doctor flips a toggle switch, luxuriating in the decidedly retro feel of his TARDIS::
<DWFred> # :::In her room, she puts it in the antique dressing table, then looks at the Legion flight ring, laying inside the drawer::
<Bubbles> @ ::Replies:: Yes sir
<Bubbles> @ :: Puts up feather duster, and walks to the door::
<DWFred> # :::she takes out the silver chain, threads it thru the ring, then places the chain over her head:::
<Dilfries> @ ::sits back in his chair, assuming his most intimidating expression::
<Dr10> #Well Irish, here we go. We've got to find out what happened to Jacie. I'll wager she is extremely worried about our vanishing that way in a huge ball of fire.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish rolls over and falls off the time rotor landing on his paws::
<Bubbles> @ Speaks to the person in the waiting room:: He is ready to see you now, Mr. Drax.
<DraxCody> @ Thank you Bu... Ms M'Gee ::Smiles::
<Bubbles> @ ::Stands aside and holds the door open for Drax, Smiles::
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish gives anyone who is looking I meant to do that look ::
<Dr10> #We've got to find her, old cat, don't we?
<DWFred> # :::tucking the chain under the neck of her one-piece silver jumpsuit, she then leaves the room and heads back to the console room:::
<DraxCody> @ :::Enters with a bow to Bubbles::
<DWFred> # Are we there yet, Doctor?
<Bubbles> @ ::Thinks, now there's a man who might make things interesting around here.::
<DWFred> # Back in our universe, I mean?
<Dr10> #::The TARDIS begins to vibrate disturbingly:::
<Bubbles> @ ::Giggles a bit at Drax, then leads him to the Director.::
<IrishTCat> # I suppose. ::Irish licks his fur back in place:: 
<Dr10> #We are having a problem breaking out of the vortex into our previous space. I'm going to have to find something on the other side and latch onto it. A nice planet wold do.
<Bubbles> @ Mr. Dilfries, Mr. Drax here to see you.
<DWFred> <can I describe it when the TARDIS arrives on the planet, pretty please?>
<DraxCody> @ Evening Dil..fries ::smirks at his reaction to his almost itimacy::
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish's ears swivel back and forth:: Voice is encountering resistence.
<Dilfries> @ Mr. Drax, take a seat and tell me why I should grant this ::holds up printout:: materials request?
<Dr10> #::The ceiling viewscreen displays and a system is displayed outside of the vortex:::
<DWFred> # I like nice planets.
<Bubbles> @ ::Quietly moves back and returns to her desk.::
<Dr10> @Ah, that would be a good place to lodge our interdimensional grappling hook!
<DraxCody> @ For the chance to actually do something here?
<Dr10> <not @ but #>
<DWFred> # Will it take a long time to find my people, so we can let them know I'm..we're...alive?
<Dr10> #First thing's first, Fred.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish ducks down to hide his face between his front paws:: 
<Dr10> #:::The display shows the TARDI bursting through the walls of the vortex and hurtling into a deep black space, out of which looks a blue planet towards which they hurtle.:::
<Dilfries> @ Exactly what did you have in mind? These parts are in short supply right now. I can't imagine I'd be willing to part with them just on the basis of your winning smile.
<DWFred> # Of course!  I'm not really worried about them, cause I know they're all right.  I just don't want them to worry is all.
<Dr10> #Aha, well, landing soon I should think.
<IrishTCat> # Roaming Girl is probably mated or something like that by now.
<Dr10> #:::The TARDIS issues forth its usual scraping sequence as it beings to materialize.::
<Bubbles> @ ::Appears to be busy on computer, actually listening in, and stealing appraising glances at Drax.::
<DWFred> # Hurray!!
<Dr10> # Let's have a look here, get our bearings, and begin our search for Jacie and for your people.
<DraxCody> @ I know the elements I want are hard to find ::Twirls sonicscrewdriver like a baton:::Almost as hard to find as fresh water will be ... unless you can find someone who can fix your hydro-recycling unit...
<Dr10> $ = in a huge concrete ditch
<DWFred> <I'm going to describe the arrival now, okey dokey?>
<Dr10> $ ::The TARDIS materializes in a huge concrete ditch:::
<Dilfries> @ ::sits forward:: You'd be willing to do that?
<DWFred> <never mind>
<Dr10> # :::The Doctor looks at the console:: Planet #8230 in this sector. Should be interesting. Let's make sure we are, how shall I say, in the right universe. Be on the lookout for causal anomalies.
<DraxCody> @ Of course...;:::Pushes list of materials back towards Dilfries::: Don't "friends" help each other?
<Bubbles> @ :: Lifts an eyebrow, thinking to self:: Is he all talk, or can he deliver? Seems like a smooth talker to me.
<DWFred> # :::nods in understanding:::
<Dr10> <Go ahead, David, I need to step away for a moment>
<IrishTCat> # Interesting for who? ::Irish stretches::
<Dr10> <brb>
<Dilfries> @ You're not my friend, Mr. Drax. In fact, you're probably more trouble than my establishment can handle.
<DraxCody> <k>
<Dilfries> @ If we were caught dealing with the likes of you...
<DWFred> <okey dokey, I'll send it and we can fix things up in future recon>
<DraxCody> @ ::Smile almost fades then returns:: I would think you'd have plenty of room in this huge resort 
<DraxCody> @ to be able to handle a poor fix it man like myself
<Bubbles> @ ::Begins to bristle, thinking:: You're right, there's something slimey about this guy, watch out Dilfries!
<DWFred> # :::on the surface of Vega Prime sits a concrete ditch, covered with the remains of a pond:::
<DWFred> # ::The ditch begins to glow, its surface becoming energetic, translucent:::
<DraxCody> @ :::Leans forward::: How many of the few guests you have will want to bath in that sludge that used to be an ocean?
<DWFred> #::::a blinding beam of light pierces the surface::::
<DWFred> # :::from the beam of light materializes the familiar blue-box form of the TARDIS::::
<Dilfries> @ ::looks at Sally-Anne then around the room:: Let's get something straight Drax, you have some skills that may be handy but you're also on record.
<DWFred> # :::the light recedes, the concrete ditch takes on its former appearance:::
<Bubbles> @ ::Thinks: I've seen a million just like him at the casino, looks that could kill, always with a hidden agenda.
<DWFred> # ::the TARDIS settles down on the floor of the ditch gently, with it's characteristic THUMP sound:::
<Dr10> <bak, nice description David...>
<DWFred> <there we go:-)>
<Dilfries> @ I will do everything I can to keep this place running, but I can't do that if I'm seen to harbor people like yourself. You know what could happen to this planet.
<DWFred> <welcome>
<DWFred> <or thnaks:-)>
<Dr10> #:::On the way to the door the Doctor stops and scoops up several small items and pops them into his left coat pocket. Then, he moves towards the door.::
<DraxCody> @ If you want to "harbor" the few guests left here you need me
<Dilfries> @ If they come for you, I don't know anything, understood?
<Dr10> #Now I am serious about the causal anomalies, we need to make sure this is our original universe.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish goes and get his hoverboard and floats after Maker:: 
<DraxCody> @ Just as I'll not know what to tell any Hotel Auditors that inquire about the facilities here
<Dr10> # :::The Doctor stops at the door, turns and smiles at Fred and Irish:: Once more into the breech, dear friends, once more...
<Bubbles> @ ::Rolls chair out from desk, and walks to file cabinet at the far corner, pulls out third drawer from the top, a signal to Dilfries to watch his back::
<IrishTCat> <<Hoverboard was introduced on this planet so its only right Irish uses it again on his return>> 
<DraxCody> <What a memory :-) >
<IrishTCat> # ewwww.
<DWFred> # :::Fred puts on her Capt. Proton leather jacket, with the Legion emblem emblazoned on one of the lapels, and follows the Doctor and Irish out of the TARDIS:::
<Dr10> <Way ahead of me in these matters>
<Dilfries> @ ::his face cracks with an icy smile:: Very well. ::reaches hand back to secretary in a silent signal for something::
<Dr10> <Symbol for Vega Prime ditch?>
<DWFred> # :::looks down at the ground, wrinkles her nose at the smell::::
<DraxCody> @ ::Sits back and tries his most charming smile on Ms M'Gee::
<Dilfries> <Your ball Mary. Just throw me something.>
<Bubbles> @ ::Sees signal and turns on secret vid camera with switch in file drawer.::
<Bubbles> @ ::Drops paper and bend to pick it up, signal that now conversation is being recorded.::
<DraxCody> @ :::Casually slips hand into pocket and press button on a small black box::
<Dr10> #:::The Doctor scans the putrid landscape:: Hmm, not what I expected. 
<DWFred> <want to continue using #?>
<Dilfries> @ ::scratches head with his hand:: You'll find the water recycling filter on the beach level along with most of your other needs.
<Bubbles> @ ::Saunters back to desk with a sultry smile for Drax.::
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish sniffs the air and then looks around puzzled:: 
<DraxCody> @ ::Extends hand to Dilfries:: Then we have a contract?
<DWFred> # ::steps out, making a little disgusted face but noting that her water-repellant boots are working just fine on the muck:::
<Dr10> #Well, the first thing we need to do is climb out of this ditch without getting our shoes melted by this muck.
<DWFred> # :::putting her hands in her pockets, she looks around::::
<Dr10> # ::The Doctor walks gingerly towards the least sloping edge of the concrete sluice::
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish floats out on his hoverboard and follows Maker and Shiny:: 
<DWFred> # Which way, Doctor?
<DWFred> # :::Follows the Doctor::
<Dilfries> @ ::gets up but refuses to shake hands:: We have an understanding. That's all.
<Dr10> # In this case the line of least resistance, yonder... :::walks on::
<DWFred> # :::she concentrates while breathing deeply::::
<DraxCody> @ ::Stands::Then time to go to work:::Passes by Ms M'Gee::: It'll be a pleasure to be ... working with you
<Dr10> #::The Doctor makes his way up the slope and reaches the top. Lifting himself easily over the edge he stands in a position to see where they are.::
<DWFred> # ::suddenly the disgusting smell no longer registers on her senses:::
<Dilfries> @ ::a staff person opens the door for Drax::
<IrishTCat> # This place seems familar for some reason ::Irish swivels his board back and forth::
<Bubbles> @ ::Giggles:: Oh, I'm looking forward to seeing you again also Mr. Drax!
<Dr10> # Well, well, well... what have we here?
<DWFred> # Come on, Irish!
<DWFred> # :::easily clambers up to the top::::
<Dilfries> @ ::as soon as the door closes, his rigid demeanor crumbles into a long, weary sigh::
<DraxCody> @ :::Pauses in the hallway and takes out small black box and switches the scrambler off::: One doesn't stay free without being prepared
<Bubbles> @ ::Motions Drax to the door, and walks him out.:: Till next time?
<Dr10> # :::Before them lies a depressing but extesive vista of recreational decay.:::
<Bubbles> @ ::Turns to Dilfires::
<DWFred> # ::looks around, disappointed a bit by the dilapidated surroundings::::
<Dilfries> @ ::rakes fingers through prematurely graying hair::
<IrishTCat> # I am not a Dooooog to be order about. ::Irish spins his hover board in a circle:: 
<DraxCody> @ A pleasure I look forward to... Ms m'Gee ::leaves::
<Dilfries> @ Don't say it Sally-Anne.
<DWFred> <gee,look at all those d-words:-)>
<Dr10> #::The Doctor walks slowly forward, narrating as he goes (as he usually does):::
<Bubbles> @::Hands on hips, businesslike::Well, I think we got it all on tape, boss.
<Bubbles> @ But I don't like it, not one bit!
<DraxCody> <move previous line down to here>
<DWFred> # That wasn't an order, Irish, that was a shouted request.
<DraxCody> @ :::Pauses in the hallway and takes out small black box and switches the scrambler off::: One doesn't stay free without being prepared
<Dilfries> @ Of course you don't like it. I'm not thrilled either, but what choice do I have?
<Dr10> # Yes, twin towers, but not necessarily fully occupied. Nice beach, but whoever left all the trash seems to have gone. It must be...
<Bubbles> @ Making deals with sleazy scumbags like Drax...this place used to be better than that.
<DWFred> # You don't have to come, of course.  But if you don't come, I won't share any food I find.
<Dr10> #:::The doctor turns to Irish with his index finger raised:: That's it, no wonder it seems familiar, it is.
<Bubbles> @ I don't know, I'm just an old barmaid, it just feels so dirty that's all.
<DWFred> # :::turns and follows the Doctor, smiling a little smile to herself:::
<IrishTCat> # Maker We have been here before but it looked a lot different then.
<Bubbles> @ ::Walks over to Dilfries and begins to massage his neck.::
<Dr10> #Of course, the hover board! Now I remember.
<Bubbles> @ ::Sighs:: I miss the good old days, too.
<DraxCody> <Sleazy? Scumbag? and poor Drax thought he had a shot ;-) >
<IrishTCat> # Yes ?  ::Irish looks down at the hover board:: 
<Dilfries> @ A lot of things used to be better. We don't have a choice anymore. 1000 people, Sally-Anne. 1000 people and 100 families, that's how many depend on me to keep some sort of habitability about this place.
<Bubbles> < LOL>
<Dr10> #This is Vega Prime, an interstellar resort of stupendous fame, controlled by trellorius Major. But, it seems to have fallen on hard times. Sort of like Brighton pier in the 22nd century of Earth.
<DWFred> # What happened to make all this :::waves her hand, encompassing the scene::: become so decrepit?
<Bubbles> @ I know, because I'm one of them. I don't envy you at all, Dilly, I just wish I could help somehow.
<IrishTCat> # I was not responsible.. ::Irish sniffs food in the air::
<Bubbles> @ ::Hears the vid phone chime.:: I'll get it.
<DraxCody> <Hmm, I was thinking of Atlantic City after the war and before gambling>
<Dr10> #Well, resorts and such are usually bult for appearance, not for substance. Once the upkeep is on the downturn, things fall apart in predictable ways. That's my theory.
<Dilfries> @ ::a beep sounds from the computer panel::
<DWFred> # :::nods, pretending to understand, though her studies in Hogwarts didn't mention anything about a Brighton Pier:::
<Dilfries> @ ::his expression softens and he pats Sally-Anne's hand in appreciation:: You could start by answering the vidphone.
<Bubbles> @ Smiles:: Of course...::Answers phone::
<IrishTCat> #::Irish doesnt pretend to even understand except he knows piers is where gullible human haul the delicious fishes out of the nasty wet stuff for the People::
<Dr10> # I am still not satisfied that this is the correct universe., Thoings are noit yet coherent enough to make that conclusion. It looks like Vega Prime in our original universe, but something seems to be, how shall I say it, not right.
<Bubbles> @ Mr. Dillfries, it is the Central Authority on line 2.
<Dilfries> @ ::a tight-faced woman with an even tighter hairbun fills the desktop VidScreen::
<DWFred> <hey Jen, did you finish listening to Spare Parts? I've listened to the first cd but not the second one yet>
<DraxCody>  it's meds time :-( >
<Dilfries> <Nope not yet. I'm almost at the end of the first cd>
<DWFred> # There's no detectable phase-shift variance, is there, Doctor?
<DraxCody> <Doooh, how I do dat?>
<DWFred> <you be back soon?>
<DraxCody> <That was supposed to be BRB>
<DWFred> <is cool, now if you can just do it again>
<IrishTCat> # Its even more icky than it was with all the splashing wet stuff. ::Irish floats up higher on his hover board::
<Dilfries> @ Great, just what we need. ::grumbles:: Patch Ms. Steeples through to my line please.
<Dr10> 12#No, not that I can detect.
<DraxCody> <Yep just a min or two of swallowing and getting water>
<Dr10> #What about you, Irish? What can you detect?
<Dilfries> <Wanna be Ms. Steeples Mary?>
<Dilfries> <Just think "I have everything beaurocrat, but I'm not gonna give you any">
<Bubbles> <oops, I will try!>
*** Bubbles is now known as Steeples
<Dilfries> @ ::beams his most charming smile:: Ah, Ms. Steeples, how good of you to get back to me so quickly.
<Steeples> @ Dilfries! About time. Took you long enough, can't you get a more competent secretary?
<DWFred> # Then be very careful, Irish, and don't get your pawsies wet.
<IrishTCat> # I can sense ::irish pause to look dramatic:: Fish and cream .. 
<Dilfries> @ My staff is a bit shorthanded at the moment, understandably. My apologies for any delay.
<DraxCody> <11 pilss and one plastic cup of water later BACK>
<DraxCody> <pills even doh>
<Dr10> #:::The Doctor heads for what looks like a power transfer station at the base of lone of the towers:: Power transdfer stations, good places to get to know the lay of the area, like mountaintops in the Balkans. Besides, something tells me that is where the scent is coming from.
<Steeples> @ Let's get down to business, no time for pleasantries, this is about your last request to my office.
<DWFred> <wb>
<Dilfries> <Ah, they make you slap happy, Cody? ;)>
<Dr10> #But it isn't my nose, certainly.
<IrishTCat> # Pawsies? ::irish looks offended::
<DWFred> # Good, if you can sense food then not all is lost.
<Steeples> @ As per directive 5.297, your resupply order is denied.
<Dilfries> @ Yes, about that tritanium...
<Dilfries> @ What? Denied?
<DWFred> # Yep, combination of paws and footsies.
<DraxCody> <not as much as the 21 pills every morning :-) actually one should make it easier to typr in about 20-3- mins>
<Steeples> Yes, are you hard of hearing. Denied, I said.
<IrishTCat> # Next you will be trying to make me wear pink booties. ::Irish spins the hover board in the direction of the food::
<Dr10> #:::As the Doctor walks along he muses to his companions:::
<DWFred> <makes me very glad I only have to take three before I go to sleep..my mom has to take a lot of meds like you, Cody>
<DWFred> # I would never make you wear pink booties.
<Dilfries> @ But Ms. Steeples our supply is dangerously low. If we don't get a new shipment in the next cycle, we won't have enough for even our basic food replicators.
<DWFred> # Now Streaky, she might make you wear pink booties.
<Steeples> @ You were unable to give substantial reasons to fill your request. 
<DWFred> # :::grins at Irish::::
<Dr10> # Glamor is something like a pendulum. The more it swings into glamor, thus is it more pathetic after the necessary fall.
<DraxCody> <ty it's only the horse pill potastoium in the morning that's really rough>
<Dilfries> @ How is starvation for a "substantial reason"?
<Dr10> # This place wouldn't be so bacd if it was some grim corporate industrial colony.
<Steeples> @ I understand that you think your situation is dire, but it is really no different than any other planet in the system.
<DraxCody> <grrr, wonder if I can have a spellcheck card instally internally? ;-) >
<Dr10> # But to have known it in its prime, where the waters were so glorious, and to see it now is tragic.
<Dilfries> @ All the more reason to make an emergency supply run, isn't it?
<DWFred> <oh, yesterday I picked up the Buffy the Vampire Slayer game for XBox, my brother and sister both love it, they say I won't get to play it for a month>
<IrishTCat> # My beloved sleek furred meowlicious babe would never make me wear pink booties. 
<DWFred> # I know, was just teasing you.  
<Steeples> @ The bottom line is not interstellar traffic is allowed to cross this corner of the sector for another 3 years.
<Dr10> <My spelling is soo bad. Actually, my spelling is quite good, but my fingers are too broad and spatulate.>
<DWFred> # Mauve, maybe?
<Steeples> <oops make that spans>
<DraxCody> <lol>
<DWFred> <~at spatula city, we sell spatulas, and that's all~>
<DraxCody> <gack, the rat poison does burn m tongue though>
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish sends his hoverboard after the scent of food:: Follow me.
<Steeples> @ Your planet is going to have to find some way to become self-sufficient.
<Dr10> <OK, are we ready to meet up with drax yet? Or should we explore a bit?>
<IrishTCat> # It would be green Shiny .  
<DraxCody> <LOL good the Simpsons deserve some returns here>
<DWFred> <first kill all the bureaucrats:-)>
<Dilfries> @ Three years! ::jaw drops:: Ms. Steeples there has to be a way around the "restrictions". 
<DWFred> # Okey dokey.
<DraxCody> <This Drax know Irish?>
<Steeples> @ There's a curfew in effect, Dilfries, I don't make the rules. 
<DraxCody> <Dooh never mind of course he doesn't, duh>
<DWFred> # Shall we follow Irish's nose, Doctor?
<Dr10> # I have done far sillier things with far less results, I am sure.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish sends his hover board up and down various obstacles going around in what seems to a weird circle :: 
<Dilfries> @ But surely if you were to argue a medical emergency...
<Steeples> @ ::Stares coldly at Dilfries:: But I do FOLLOW them.
<DWFred> # Really?
<Dilfries> @ ::resigned sigh:: Isn't there anything you could do?
<Steeples> @ Look Dilfries, I can't change anything for you. If I do, every other planet will want the same "favors."
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish pauses to look around:: 
<DWFred> # ::looks around as well::
<DWFred> # Where can that food be?
<Steeples> @ ::Frustrated:: Look man, I will put Vega at the top of the resupply list. That's it, the most I can promise. This conversation is ended.
<DraxCody> <keeping # for Irish's reccy?>
<Dilfries> @ Thank you for that -- ::notices he's been cut off:: at least.
<Steeples> @ ::Disconnects vid-phone..hangs up.::
*** Steeples is now known as Bubbles
<IrishTCat> # its this way ::Irish flies off again:: 
<Dilfries> @ Well... ::turns to secretary:: that went well. ::beams bent smile::
<Dr10> #::The Doctor follows Irish, taking in everything around him.::
<Dilfries> <Great Steeples Mary!>
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish flies into a small building and jumps off of his hover board:: Meow Meow Moew .
<Bubbles> @ :: Sighs from across the room, and looks at Dilfries sadly, having overheard the conversation.::
<Bubbles> <Fun :)>
<DWFred> <is that anything like Great Scott or Great Caesar's Ghost?:-)>
<DraxCody> <I could just see Miss Hataway :-) >
<DWFred> # ::Follows Irish and the Doctor:::
<Dilfries> @ Now you know why we'll have to deal with more "people" like Drax. They're the only ones who can break this damn curfew.
<Dr10> # ::The Doctor hurries after Irish:: Not quite to the hounds, of course, but something similar...
<Bubbles> @ Your idea of fun is a bit twisted, Dilly.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish stalks the sandwich and milk creeping up on them::
<DraxCody> # ::Sits down partially eaten sardine sandwich and opens service hatch on the hydro-recycler::
<Dilfries> @ None of this is fun, Sally. Fun left this quadrant of the universe a long time ago. Now all we can hope for is survival.
<DraxCody> <switch that dooh>
<Bubbles> @ ::Gathers up the daily resident report and takes to Dilfries, distracted.:: Something about all this bothers me.
<DWFred> <don't get yourself into a  pickle now, Dilly>
<Dr10> <haw>
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish sist perfectly still with just his tail twitching slightly before he springs on the sandwich::
<DraxCody> <Files that away for DW7 :-) >
<DWFred> <I'll brb, got to bring the dog in>
<Bubbles> Well, you knew the Central Authority would deny your request, so that's no surprise. But this Drax character, he bothers me.
<DraxCody> # ::Pops up from water filter like a Jack-in-the-box::: Hey I had to clean out the kitchen's grease pit to get a week of lunches!
<IrishTCat> # Irish Eat Puny Sanwich! 
<Bubbles> @ IS it wise to make a deal with the likes of him? 
<Dr10> #::The Doctor follows on after Irish and stops in his tracks at the person he sees disputing over an over-ripe sandwich.:::
<DraxCody> # A talking cat? ::Starts to construct pub scams for free beer::
<Dr10> # Drax! What a place to foind you!
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish tries to grab the sandwich before the human can steal it from him::
<Dilfries> @ Probably not. But as long as we're careful, we'll be ok.
<DraxCody> # ::Puzzled:: And just where did you expect to find me?
<Bubbles> @ Making that recording of the conversation, it just makes me worry so, to have to go to lengths like that.
<IrishTCat> # A talking hew man. Wait you look like Maker;'s Kin . 
<Dr10> # Now, now, Irish stop that. Fred and irish, this is Drax, an old colleague of mine from Gallfrey. Long, long ago.
<DraxCody> # :::Quicklu drops sandwich as he turns pale:: Galifrey?
<IrishTCat> # He is trying to steal my prey Maker ! Thats against the rules. ::Irish growls slightly::
<Bubbles> @ Dilly, you know I always pretend like Vega is the most boring place in the galaxy, but this is my home. 
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish attacks the sandwich eating all the sardines:: 
<Dr10> #Right, Drax, we went to the academy together. I am Theta Sigma.
<DraxCody> # If yo're one of that lot you can walk about a meter past the end of this pier
<Dilfries> @ It's just some insurance, Sally. I don't think it'll come to that, but just in case the inquisitors come I want to be prepared.
<Dilfries> @ And it will remain our home as long as I can help it.
<Dr10> #Drax, no need to be so hostile. I am sure we can be of assistance to each other.
<Dilfries> <Um Mary, don't forget to use the word Retrograde.>
<Bubbles> @ I KNow you're trying. I'm still here, aren't I? I could have left long ago, but I'm afraid, Dilly.
<DraxCody> # I never finished that blasted school and I don't mix with any who are
<Bubbles> I'm worried about the water.mostly.
<Dilfries> @ ::filing his papers:: Afraid of what?
<DraxCody> # All I want is to be left alone, okay?
<Bubbles> <I don't get the retrograde part.>
<IrishTCat> # ::irish jumps up on the table to drink the milk slurping loudly:: Meow Moew Moew. 
<DraxCody> <tune in next week Mary ;-) >
<Dr10> #Easy there, Drax. Things seem to be a bit on the decline here, but there's no need for such abject fear of who you are. That isn't like the resilient Drax I remember so well.
<Dilfries> <I know. Just slip that Drax is a "retrograde" and "they" will come for him.>
<Bubbles> YOu know, I am worried about "them" finding out what you did with that Drax character.
<Bubbles> <I didn't make the connection that Drax was a retrograde.>
<Dilfries> <No problem. I was a bit too mysterious, it seems.>
<DraxCody> # I don't know what con you think you're going to work here, but I nobody's fall guy, got it?
<Bubbles> @::Lowers voice:: You know that he is a retrograde. What if they come for him?
<Dr10> #Now drax, how about we take a little walk around and you can fill us in on the situation here and how we can help you?
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish jumps on his hoverboard after finishing his snack and grooms his fur back into place making sure to clean the ketchup,Mustard , and tobasco sauce off his whiskers::
<DraxCody> # Just keep you're distance, if you're a hunter you'll find me difficult game
<Dilfries> # ::snaps back to her:: As long as we don't do the talking, no one should ever find out.
<DWFred> <i'm back!!>
<DraxCody> <WB>
<Dilfries> # Relax Sally. Despite the rumors, I doubt they can keep their eyes on everyone at once.
<IrishTCat> # Maker He is afraid. Very very afriad. ::Irish's tail curls into a question mark::
<IrishTCat> <<wb >>
<Dr10> #The Doctor is perplexed. Perhaps this is one of the causal anomalies he was looking for? But no, this really seems like Drax, but he is so afraid. Why?:::
<Bubbles> @ ::Sharp intake of breath:: I'm sorry, Dilly, I'm just so jumpy after today.
<DWFred> # Why doesn't this person know you, Doctor?
<Bubbles> @ What I wouldn't give to be a simple bar maid mixing margaritas again.
<IrishTCat> # Especially when you mention your Home World.. 
<DraxCody> # Not afraid ::almost shaking :: just careful, that's all!
<Dr10> #I'm not sure, Fred. But the fear is very real, and that has me concerned.
<IrishTCat> #::Irish begins to rub at his right ear with his paw :: 
<Bubbles> @ I don't like carrying the weight of a straving planet around. I want things to be back the way they were.
<IrishTCat> #::Then Irish rubs his left ear::
<Bubbles> @ You a regular at the bar, and me flirting while I mixed your drinks.
<Dr10> #:::The Doctor lifts his head slightly and shifts his attention to the larger situation around them.:::
<IrishTCat> # I hear something. ::Irish looks up into the sky:: 
<Dilfries> @ No sense worrying about that now. We'll survive. The authority isn't that interested in this limit of the mutter spiral yet.
<DWFred> # What's wrong, Irish?  I know you wouldn't tolerate any fleas on  you.
<DraxCody> # ::Starts to look, then back up in case it a diversion of some kind::
<IrishTCat> # And its not costumed in red and blue either .. 
<DWFred> <it took longer than usual cause kojack accidentally clawed my leg on the back of my left knee and I had to get mom to doctor it real quick>
<Dilfries> @ After all, we can't even get a supply ship here, right?
<IrishTCat> # Look up into the sky . 
<Dilfries> @ ::beams a quirky smile that quickly falters when the security alarm buzzes::
<DWFred> # :::Fred looks up:::
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish points with a paw up into the air::
<Dr10> #::A triangular mirror ripples through the air, growing as it approaches them, twirling over and over, but solid blackness inside.:::
<Bubbles> @ ::shakes head sadly:: I hope you're right, Dilly. I hope you're right.
<IrishTCat> <<sorry to hear that>>
<DraxCody> # ::Shades his eyes:::: Delta shaped and shiny... some sort of landing craft?
<DWFred> # :::Fred looks in the direction that Irish's paw points:::
<Bubbles> @::Startled::What was that?
<DraxCody> <Have you got aloe? helps healing and lowers scarring>
<Bubbles> @ ::Runs to computer station to try to find out.::
<Dr10> #::The Doctor lets out a slight gasp:: Now there is something to be afraid of! Quick, RUN at right angles to kits trajectory! RUN!
<Bubbles> @ ::Shouts over shoulder:: It is the station's external security system, going off.
<DWFred> <don't think we do, but used neosporin plus ointment on it>
<IrishTCat> # I dont like its energy patterns at all and it reminds me of something Voice showed me once or twice.
<Dilfries> @ Oh no, don't tell me, not this fast. Sally? ::asks when she beats him to the read out::
<Bubbles> @ ::Hastily punching buttons, frantic:: There's an atmospheric disturbance over the beach!
<DWFred> # :::Fred gasps at the Doctor's urgent instructions but obeys:::
<Dr10> # :::The Doctor sprints quickly for his age, and bits of gravel are thrown up by his scrabbling shoes down the delapidated byway of Vega Prime.:::
<DraxCody> # :::Points shaking finger at the Doctor::: If you did this you better hope I don't get away ::Turns and runs like the DEvil's on his heels::
<Dr10> <pause Doctor>
<Bubbles> @Oh my god, Dilly! 
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish spins his hoverboard into elaborate patterns :: 
<Bubbles> @ It is a temporal-spatial distortion!
<Dilfries> @ What? ::asks but the look of horror on her face tells all::
<Dilfries> <move line up>
<IrishTCat> <<Pause Irish>>
<DraxCody> <pause Drax>
<DWFred> # :::makes a quick calculation as to the shiny object's trajectory, then runs away at a 90 degree angle from it:::
<Bubbles> @ ::Turns to Dilly, frantic::It's THEM! OH MY GOD!
<DWFred> <pause Fred>
<DWFred> <oh no, it's the Phantom Zone!!>
<DraxCody> <lol>
<Dilfries> @ ::heads for the door:: Stay calm Sally. You put the tape away; I'll be back. I hope.
<Bubbles> <can I pause now Jen?>
<IrishTCat> <<Mon-el is in there at least >> 
<Dilfries> <pause Director>
<DWFred> <"kneel before General Valorum!">
<Dilfries> <Yup, you can pause and take your bows. Lots of them Mary>
<Dilfries> <You did great tonight!!!!>
<Bubbles> @ <paused>
<Dr10> <Well, I'm gonna run. I have to come to work to login since my cable modem server is blacklisted by dal.net. Good night all, that was a wonderful job, and such fun to cavort bwith you>
<Dr10> <Mary is a real pro>
<DraxCody> <well he won't be 17::smirk::>
<DWFred> <<<PAUSE SIM>>>
<DWFred> <<<CUT AND PRINT>>>
<Bubbles> Night Tuna,
<Dr10> <Applause for all>
<Dilfries> <Have a good weekend Tuna!>
<IrishTCat> <<good job everyone>> 
<DWFred> Hurray!!
<DWFred> Good job one and all!!
<DraxCody> <pause Drax>
<Dilfries> Bravo all!
<Dr10> <with a wave of the hands and a smile>
<Bubbles> <It was fun>
<DWFred> Night Tuna!
<DWFred> <oops>
<Dr10> <*poof*>
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<DWFred> sorry about that, cody
<DraxCody> Bye Tuna
<Dilfries> My oh my, I'm so tickled to see all the wonderful things you did with the script.
<IrishTCat> <<<Night everybody  Have a good and safe weekend>>
<DraxCody> Shazbot too slow
<Dilfries> Did you have a clue what's going on?
<DWFred> Night Rob
*** DraxCody is now known as TheBrig
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<TheBrig> Night Rob Check your mail tomorrow and Saturday
<DWFred> I'm glad I don't have to write any more scripts for the near future.
<TheBrig> \Grrrrrrrrrrr
<Dilfries> Oh Cody, I didn't get anything but I'll be looking.
<Dilfries> Yeah that's my job. Ugh! ;)
<DWFred> but I do have two recons to finish and a couple of stories to write
<Bubbles> night rob!
<Dilfries> Cool David.
<Dilfries> Well, I guess I should wish you all good weekends before you depart.
<Bubbles> Me? NO clue!
<DWFred> and once my friend Jon finally gets me the picture of Damon and the Time Scoobies, I have to find a way to get it scanned.
<Dilfries> I hope you do something exciting.
<TheBrig> Just wanted to say thanks for my 3rd annivesary as a simmer
<DWFred> Night Jen
<DWFred> Night Mary
<DWFred> Night Cody
<Bubbles> I'd better go, too....waiting for my son to come home from his first night shift, want to be off the phone as he travels.
<TheBrig> Night Mary and thanks again
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<Dilfries> Oh my. They are growing up.
<Bubbles> Night all!
<AlxKeegan> hurray on your 3rd anniversary!
<Dilfries> Night Mary. Have a good time in school this year.
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<Dilfries> Cody, we should thank you! 3 yrs already? Time flies.
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