Session Start: Thu Nov 16 21:15:47 2000 * Logging #whosim to 'vega2_20001116.txt' where's bruce and tim? :sorry, couldn't resist that one::: yes, you know, when you op and deop, it says you can voice and devoice, now * IrishTCat tosses catarang at David *** IrishTCat sets mode: -o AlxKeegan Oh, I see. *** IrishTCat sets mode: +o AlxKeegan Ok then, is everyone clear on the script for tonight? Meow Meow Meow so it's the equivalent of a mute think so, jen *** IrishTCat sets mode: +v JenK I will have to leave in about 1 1/2 hours Speak Jen Speak :) Sorry guys. Was getting my meds out. I have a script, I read it, I have a cup of java, let the sim begin. Ok then, CASTING CALL! <=========== Jacie Hunter *** JenK is now known as Jacie <=======Billy Clyde -> *nickserv* identify sidrat <=== Le Docteur <<~~~Irish T(Where are my 1 million Mice At?)Cat *** Cody is now known as Clyde (Oh Cody, you may want to also take the Professor or Realtor Bond.) (Clyde is making his swan song tonight.) ((Hmmmmm We have a script ? I was just making it up as I go )) *** AlxKeegan has quit IRC (Ping timeout for AlxKeegan[ACA88F87.ipt.aol.com]) We need Professor Latham and Bond. shazbot Oh no, I was wondering why David was so quiet. <> <> <> <<;)>> *** Clyde is now known as Realtor *** Realtor is now known as RealtorBo <> <> I am flexible for next week, no clear plans yet. *BOO* ::flaots around on hover board:: I may have plans but not yet, so perhaps we should postpone. Thursday is just going to be me and my Shadow Shadow Muttley O-Hara that is *** Aggedor has joined #whosim *** ChanServ sets mode: +o Aggedor Heather Hello Yeah Heather! Hi Heather Hello Heather. Hey. I'll BRB. I gotta check my Email. Ok then, Cody, if Heather still wants to do Bond would you be opposed to being the Director or Professor?> *** IrishTCat has quit IRC (hub.eskimo.com irc.chelmsford.com) *** IrishTCat has joined #whosim wb I didnt go anywhere You guys stopped talking completely *** Aggedor has quit IRC (Ping timeout for Aggedor[202.67.72.201]) *** RealtorBo sets mode: +o IrishTCat I see its going to be one of those nights tonight *** RealtorBo is now known as Clyde *** AlxKeegan has joined #whosim *** ChanServ sets mode: +o AlxKeegan And dont tell me not be catty .. :) I am ready .. re-re-reading script :-) > ::hums batman beyond theme:: <<>> <<>> <<>> # = resort tour *** Clyde is now known as ProfLatha *** AlxKeegan is now known as DWDirecto #::Irish floats along on his hover board looking very bored with the whole tour idea:: # :: The Doctor walks out onto the guest beach.::: *** ProfLatha is now known as RealtorBo # ::looks around noticing the varied species sunbathing on the beach:: #::::The Director continues his tour of the facilities::: # ::Irish eyes the water with extreme distaste:: Its Wet Stuff .. #Yes, very nice. # Looks very tropical. # ::gestures towards one of the piers ahead::: # Only if you are a human or maybe a sand crab .. We cats prefer our wet stuff in a small bowl.. # :: The Doctor sees a figure on the beach looking into a portable data mini-screen.::: # ::dips a hand in the water:: Oh come on Irish. It's very warm. # Some people are always working... # Over here is one of our more popular spots, the "Catch'nToss" Pier # Pereferable with a small snack swimming around it in case of hunger pains .. # :;teases:: You could use a bath. # There you can catch the local sealife using non-leathal methods. # Hmpph .. ::Irish turns his hover board to the Catch'NToss' pier :: # ::steps onto the long pier lined with fishermen using sonic rods:: $ = Penthouse suite # I like non lethal catching techniques .. # Once you catch them - and get your vic taken, of course - you are required to toss the sealife back into the ocean. # You can play with it longer if you do that .. # :: The Doctor smiles:: How nice. # :: The Doctor walks out onto the pier::: # Ah, what they are doing at the end? # Maybe its not as interesting as I thought it would be .. ::Irish looking predatory:: # :: The Doctor looks longingly out to sea.::: # The thrill of the chase without the messy cleanup afterwards, and harm to the environment # ::Irish looks longing out at the jumping fish:: # ::squints to study the small collection of equipment and academic personel taking samples of the sea:: $ :::Sets at keyboard entering hacked password. Types "Billy Clyde"::: # What if you promise to eat it all ? *** Aggedor has joined #whosim *** ChanServ sets mode: +o Aggedor # Some of the local sealife quite enjoy the hunt. # ::Professor checks over her sonar results:: 328... that's down by 5 again. # They come back time after time, seeing if they can beat the fishermen. $ :::Reads"Billy Clyde, Profession: Star mine profiter, Net worth: 25,000,000 credits:::: *** Aggedor is now known as ProfLatha # Whats the odd human doing ? ::Irish floats over on his 'over board:: # :: The Doctor comes up and stands next to the Professor:: Hello, beautiful, isn't it? ::Records fact on her notepad:: # ::follows the Doctor and his companions over towards the scientist-type person::: ::Looks up:: Pardon? # You have some interesting fishing equipment. What are you catching? # ::Irish has donned a odd cattype sunglasses from somewhere as he looks around:: $ :::Scrolls down screen. Reads "Marital status; Divorced, Dependents: None, Realatives: None" # :: The Doctor smiles:: I'm the Doctor, glad to meet you. You look studious. Interesting behavior pattern in a place like this. $ :::Taps down arrow "Residence: Troygon Intergalatic Hotel":: # ::Irish practices his studious look as he gazes out at the fish:: #::Stands up:: Yes it is. ::ooks out to sea:: But the Population's falling. # :::waves his hand towards a point away from the shore, where several large mammals can be seen broaching the surface::: # What population? # :::crowds exchange excited whispers at the sight:::: $ Ah, there's the checkout time, now for departue schedules :: Types:: # ::looks up and sees the collection of large fins splashing:: # Oh look Doctor, whales! # Those are "Seaphants", quite a popular sight here. # :: The Doctor smiles::: Or the indigenous equivalent. # ::Irish considers assuming another shape of the aquatic feline known as Aquacat but decides that even then he wouldnt want to get wet:: $ ::: Keys "Billy Clyde" into search engine of Transport Center:: # Seaphants? Sounds like an elephant of the sea. # Wonderful creatures, but I wish I knew more about them. $ Bingo! Checkout last night and no record of his leaving Vega Prime # ::mutters:: Leave it to a human to give such a stupid name to something that looks so delicious. ::Irish licks his lips:: # :::looks sharply at the scientist as he catches the words 'falling population' and 'seaphants'::: <> read you Heather> <5x5:-)> <> # ::Looks out to sea:: The Seaphants are Like the Eephant, except with Fins. # Hmmm, what do those figures mean? ::points to Professor's notepad:: # :::to the scientist:: That's nonsense. The Seaphant population is not falling off. <<::sniffs :: But I dont have a zip program on this computer :| >> $ ::Transfers Clyde's name to his personal file "Resaerch" folds handheld and places it inside his jacket pocket as he stands and heads for the door of the penthouse suite:: #::Looks to notepad:: The seaphant Population. It's faling Drastically. # Impossible. # :: The Doctor nods:: Interesting, and I am not sure what would hunt them. It must be a decline in the quality of the ecosystem, perhaps pollution from this complex. #::To Director, rather angrilly:: Not impossible! These figures proove it. ::Shows Director Notepad:: # Maybe they should wear parachutes then if they are going to do a lot of falling .. #The larger the creature, the more dependent it is on avoiding changes in its ecosystem. # Hmmm, she;s right, Director Dilfries. Your resort wouldn't be dumping toxic waste into the ocean? # :;crosses arms:: We've seen that before. # You must be noting migratory patterns. The seaphant does not serve as prey to any creature on the planet. #No, not with their size. # :::Gives Jacie a horrified look and shudders::: # My guess is the increased pH in the water is killing their food sources. #Or it could just be a pattern in their lifespan which we don't yet understand. # I'll have you know we run a perfectly clean establishment. # Maybe some of those one eyed one tentacled things are in the water .. # Yeah right. So did the Troygon Corp on Adam Smith. # The ones that like to shout everything .. # We plan for the long range, the maintenance and upkeep of the planet is an essential part of our operation. #EX FOL IATE! # Or something like that .. # They have a regular pattern which they follow every 5 years. This is the 5th year and they haven't done it. There must be something wrong. # We have quarterly checks from the GEPA and surprise inspections from HQ. # Maybe there is a despair squid in the water .. # ::shakes his head, knowing the figures can't be right::: # ::shrewdly studies Director:: Aren't you even a little concerned, Director? # We could go back in time and pick up some of these seaphants just in case a large alien ship comes around looking for them .. # Of course I'm concerned...if it's true. Our local envirotechs would have notified me if any such occurance was happening. # ::Irish feels like being helpful:: <> # Then how do you know the Professor is wrong? # Or maybe we are all trapped in an elaborate virtural world ? ::Irish swings his paw around checking it out:: # :::the Director gets ready to launch into an insightful arguement::: # I'm not wrong . This prooves it. # :: The Doctor listens and wonders what is really happening.::: #:::Suddenly, his comlink beeps::: # ::Irish pops open his hover board and pulls out a box with Don't Panic written on it:: # Hmmm Seaphant .. Tasty with onions and mushrooms .. # :::checks the readout on his comlink::: # :::sigh::: Guest relations problems again. # I'm sorry, but I have to go take care of something. <> # Ah, how convenient. <::Chuck Heston screams:: Seaphant Green is people!> # ::Irish watches the human in a bathrobe trundle by:: #Tell me, what do you know of the intelligence of the seaphants? I have only heard stories and rumors. # Enjoy the rest of your tour of the facilities, Doctor. # :::ignores Jacie, smiles pleasantly at the scientist and the cat, then leaves::: # ::watches Director depart with a suspicious twinge tugging at her:: <> #::Sits on the Edge of the Pier looking at her instruments.:: Tests onducted on them to see their inteligence level shows that they are much like the Dolphin. # :::the Director makes his way back towards the casino::: # ::to self:: Something fishy is definitely going on. @ = the Director's office # Dolphins Yum Taste like Tuna .. # I wonder what their social patterns are like. # Irish, do you always have to share your gourmet opinions so loudly? # ::Irishs attention begins to wander:: Yes I do .. # They are quite sociable, actually. Friendly. Once every five years they go to the other side of the planet, though, we don't know what for. # I don't think the professor is studying the eating habits of felines. @ ::the Director enters his office and finds Bubbles the Waitress and one of the Hotel Clerks waiting for him::: @ :::he sits down in his chair and stares at the two:: @ All right, what is the problem? #Maybe that has something to do with their fluctuating numbers. # I thought that too. That's why I'm here. @ Clerk> Sir, I don't know how to tell you this, but... another of the guests has disappeared. #Maybe some aquatic felines have moved in and are eating the seaplants .. @ :::the Director bolts up out of his chair, thunderstruck:: @ What?!! Which one? # Pity you can't ask them. @ Clerk> Billy Clyde, Sir. # They act a lot like Dolphins, Highley intelligent. When I'm with them and talk to them, It seems that they understand me. #Interspecies communication is a very interesting field. It tells su so much about what it means to be sentient. # Hah! Talking to fish .. What a waste of time .. Its worse than talking to humans .. @ ::looks at Bubbles::: # Irish! I wonder if that's what dogs say about cats. @ I suppose this means you were the last one to see him before he disappeared? <> @ :::Bubbles nods reluctantly::: # ::Looks at Irish:: Doctor, How does your cat talk? # Dogs drool and slobber and are notoruis for their stupidity .. # it looks a rather interesting setup. @ So you got him to his room and he disappeared sometime after that.. # ::while casting a chastising glare at Irish, she catches sight of someone familiar on the beach:: @ :::Bubbles, again reluctantly, interrupts the Director::: #Yes, it isn't really that complex. # ::looks up, scanning crowd and sees that same realtor again:: # Note the way they fetch a ball that a human tosses away.. The dog brings it back and the human throws it away again.. *** ProfLatha has quit IRC (Ping timeout for ProfLatha[202.67.74.241]) @ No Sir, I didn't see him to his room, I only saw him into the elevator that would take him straight to his room. @ WHAT?! # ::unlike the sunbathers the realtor is fully clothed, dark shades on and studiously talking into his hand computer:: *** Aggedor has joined #whosim *** ChanServ sets mode: +o Aggedor # ::to self:: I wonder what he's up to now. # Maker .. Can I catch some fish and eat them ? This conversation is getting dull . *** Aggedor is now known as ProfL ]#You are a cat of free will, Irish. # Can I catch a Seaphant to see what they taste like ? #Professor, you say they seem to understand you, but you are not able to understand them? What is the mechanism of their signalling? # Probably oily Irish. ::watches Realtor turn and head back toward resort:: # I'll be back, Doctor. I want to check something out. # I am going back inside .. Too much Wet Stuff .. @ :::Bubbles looks defiantly at the Director::: # They use clicks and sounds like that. Like DOlphins. # ::Irish floats along on his hover board back inside:: # ::heads back up pier at a quickening pace to stay in pace with the realtor:: &=Restaurant ! = Jacie's hunt # I saw Your cat's translation device...How does it work? @ Bubbles> Sir, it was all I could do just to get him into the elevator. He was suffering from a full blown case of Octopusitis. *** RealtorBo is now known as Clyde @ :::The Director gives a quick nod of understanding and turns towards the Hotel clerk:::: ! ::steps inside activity complex, scanning the crowd for her prey:: & ::Irish floats into the 5 star hotel seafood restaurant where he is stopped by the consiore .. ! ::a large group of beachgoers exits elevator and blocks her path:: & C> I am sorry but we do not allow pets in our facility.. ! ::stands on tiptoes, jumping up to just catch the top of the realtor's head:: & ::Irish gives him the cat stare :: @ What was the condition of Clyde's room? #It would be interesting to construct something similar for the Seaphants. ::Looks up at the DOctor:: ! :;starts off and bumps into an Algosian sunbather:: Excuse me. & Do you know I am the feline who won the 1.5 million credits slot machine? @ Clerk> Housekeeping reports it was lived in but neat, nothing left behind and no signs of a struggle #It isolates high frequency emissions and correlates them with brain waves, and then uses a fuzzy logic program to learn how to read the signals, which generally tsakes a few moments. ! ::Algosian looks her up and down with his three eyes but just grunts and goes on his way, bathing oil in hand:: & C> But .. ::pauses:: Let me show you to our best table then senor . ::he snaps his fingers summoning the waiter:: Take good care of our feline patron .. @ ::::the Director takes the datapad from the hotel clerk and looks it over:::: # Would it work on the Seaphants? ! ::pushes thru crowd and spots realtor talking to a staff waitress on the down escalator:: ! ::quickly takes the stationary stairs, two at a time to catch up with the fast moving escalator:: &::Irish parks his hover board at just below table level and examines the holo menu the waiter provides:: @ And no witnesses who can say they saw him sign out and leave the hotel? #It might, but I would need to know a lot more about them. @ Clerk> No one, Sir. & I want this ,this, that,one of those, one of these, this over here , and that to drink .. # What do you need to know? I would be happy to help. @ ::the Director shakes his head and plops himself down in his chair again::: #Tell me what you know of their social and communicative behavior, if you don't mind, and perhaps we can re-engineer such a device snd communicate with them. THEN we might know what is happening to their numbers. ! ::on the shopping level a store clerk stops jacie as she passes by his booth:: Can I help you miss? & ::Irish gives the waiter a 1000 credit tip:: And make it snappy or else I might get -ing disagreeable. # :: The Doctor and Prof. Latham huddle together, with the Prof. showing the Doctor screens of notes::: ! ::scanning the escalator crowd for the realtor:: & ::Irish cat grins to himself:: This is the life for a feline .. @ ::to the clerk::: Make a DISCREET inquiry with shuttle departures, make sure he didn't leave under a different name. <> @ ::to both of them::: Go on about your duties...and discuss this further with no one except me. @ Bubbles and Clerk> Yes Sir! ! ::waves off store clerk and pushes thru the crowd as realtor looses himself in the rush towards the casino:: # The communicate using Clicks, as I said, Like Dolphins. But I feel that they're also Connected to the Sea. They're usually here during. ::Pulls out Map and points to area on it. @ ::Bubbles and the Clerk leave the Director's office::: # :: The Doctor nods at the Professor::: Moontide, eh? Interesting. Well, iuf they sing song, we should be able to at least hum along with them, so to speak. ! ::runs to catch up, but at the last moment sees Realtor divert towards an elevator in the corner:: #::Smiles:: @ ::::the Director sits in his chair, fingers steepled together, thinking::: # :: The Doctor looks at Latham's chart::: Yes.... ! :crowd of noisy gamblers overwhelm her a second and she looses realtor:: ! ::when she looks again he's gone and the elevator doors shut:: *** DWDirecto is now known as AlxKeegan ! ::exits crowd and approaches elevator marked "SERVICE STAFF ONLY":: # A certain Species is found here. The seem more intelligent that the Sea Seaphants ::Points to Fresh water esturies:: ! ::punches call button and waits impatiently for elevator doors to open:: ! ::notices elevator comes up not down:: #Really, in the fresh water stream. # Athough they gather at the Same spot as the Sea Dwelling ones during Moontide. ! ::doors open, steps in and instructs computer:: last level called please. <<> ! ::elevator descends beyond the casino, beyond the service main concourse and evenetually stops at the bottom of the shaft:: ! ::steps out into the darkened hallway, seeing storage boxes lining the path:: ! :::Sound of trashing followed by a slightly metallic whimper::: ! ::in the distance she hears kitchen staff bustling about:: # :: The Doctor pulls out nhis pocket watch and looks carefuilly at it::: Well, it might work, if we change the sonic settings to the hyperfrequency scale. ! ::turns away from kitchens and toward the strange sound:: ! ::whispers:: Where did he go? # :: The Doctor smiles::: Yes, I think it will work. ! ::ventures into the deep recesses of the storage area:: # Good. # :: The Doctor claps Prof. Latham on the back::: You know, Professor, we may be about to meet a whole new group of friends! ! ::notices a gap in the metal wall at the end of the storage area:: ! ::something glows from the gap:: <> ! ::steps into investigate and stops abruptly at the sight:: !:::Clyde twitches on a metal table, tubes running out of his body. His legs have had all the flesh removed and wire braces have been attached. His eyes stare out of a skull that contains little sanity:: ! ::low lights cast a horrifying glow over the sight:: #::Smiles then frowns:: The heard is dwindling no matter what the Director says. Look at this map. ::Points to it :: ! ::focuses on the man's bulbous eyes and recognizes them:: Mr. Clyde? ! ::Moans and head flops, his dull eyes flicker as he finally notices Jacie. His right hand rips thru his restraints and he grabs her arm:: <> #Well, it looks like we had better get that device set and figure out how to have a conversation with a Seaphant! ! ::winces at the painful grip:: # Perhaps we can solve this mystery at the same time, or at least be of some assistance. !::Squeezes with the strength of the mad:: Please...please kill... me ! What? ::tries to pull his hand off her as it feels like her bones are breaking:: # Alright. Let's go to the Freshwater ones. They're easier to get to. ! What's happened to you? Who did this? # :: The Doctor smiles::: Cheer up, Professor, we can crack this mystery, and when we know what is going on, then we may be able to do something about it. ! ::sees the machines pumping a silvery liquid at an increasing pace into his chest tube:: <> # :: The Doctor rubs his hands together::: I've always wanted to carry on a conversation with a Seaphant! ! Let go, Mr. Clyde. I'll get you out of this. ! Please,... you're breaking my arm. <> #::Moves her hand in the Direction that they need to go in:: After You, DOctor. <> *** ProfL is now known as Aggedor <> ! ::hears heavy footsteps approaching from a darkened hallway she didn't know existed:: ! Let me go, Clyde! Someone's coming. I can't help you if you don't let go! ! ::Pulling free jacie rips out the tubes, which splatter their silvery liquid about the room. Spasms rack his body and Clyde howls in pain. His body stills and in a metallic whisper:: thank y... ! ::falls back against the wall, silver liquid splattering over her:: <> ! ::stunned a moment staring at Clyde's lifeless eyes, hears the heavy footsteps approaching and instinctual terror grips her:: <> *** Clyde is now known as Cody ! ::without thinking, gets up and runs for her life thinking only she must find the Doctor:: <<>> <<>> Hurray!!! Bravo all! :) on time and under-budget, yippee!! Night everybody lol Night Rob nite Rob Have you figured out what happened to poor Clyde? Have a good weekend and all that Nite Rob! I have to be going now also, see some of you at the Time Trap tomorrow Cybermen? nite David *** IrishTCat has quit IRC (Quit: ) :::sinister music plays:::: Who else loves silver? Night cody tuna jen heather Night guys. *** AlxKeegan has quit IRC (Quit: Leaving) Nite We'll make a decision about next week via e-mail. That ble thing from Battefield. He LOVES Silver. If I don't see you Tuna, have a Happy Thanksgiving. blue Uh huh. Yeah right. Are we playing Next week? We have Thanksgiving holiday on Thursday here in the States. Or are you lot with your many holidays gonna take the night off? So it's up to debate. Possible hold a game on Wed instead. Thanksgiving (Thursday) is out for me. I have a big family gathering. I won't be able to make games any earlier than midnight. I got school nextweek. *** Dr10 has quit IRC (Quit: Dr10) Ah, then when are you back? Eveyone have a happy and safe holiday See you tomorrow Cody. I finish on Thursday 29 See ya Cody nite *** Cody has quit IRC (Quit: Leaving) Cool. Well if we postpone a week, you would not miss a game. I would hae been at school today except for this Cold. Awe, got a cold? I'm just getting over one. Which would Rock. Then I get 9 weeks off before I have to go back. Cool, there's 3 more games to this story. Then there's two left to write and do. I probably got it from you then. Cyber Flu's are quite Common. LOL Session Close: Thu Nov 16 22:46:23 2000