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duvessa42
07:18AM
06/20/2002 " Re: Finally gaining control of myself "

*BUZZ*

Shocked by a quick recognition of my alter ego, I grin sheepishly and admit that, yes, I am indeed odka_sour in Wanabeez (though affectionately - I hope - referred to as OS most of the time).

I was possessed by an overwhelming feeling in defining this other self to personify the traits of my favorite drink. It only seemed right to acknowledge the heavenly substance and present its essence to the dear folks who wished to learn about the BOFH.

Shaking it off, I snicker softly at the Twink-Moth-like happenings on the shore, suppress the urge to laugh out loud with Laurie and Pink, and truck on into the caves, feeling inside my robes for the shard of created weapon and also noting a second, similar shard that was not there before... curious.

Something about this place seems so familiar. Thinking back quickly I realize this must have been the place I saw before - the place I showed everyone under the Oak - and I suddenly grab both Pink and Laurie at a screeching HALT.

Looking a little confuzzled and a little perturbed, the two of them glare questioningly at me as I nod silently towards the ground. Peering downwards, we see nothing. But peering a little ways down the line, it appears to be... moving. Erm... can we just levitate, please? I really don't want to be walking amongst snakelikes down here...

Taking a breath I regather my courage and, headstrong as ever, push forth.

duvessa

laurie1961
09:48AM
06/20/2002 " **Hearing a screech behind us** "

My attention is turned from the interesting cave to its entrance. THE SUB!! Its opening!!

Quick as lightning I am back at the mouth of the cave, hidden in the shadows. As hidden as one can get if one can not contain her anxiety as to her guild brother and sister's well being, causing her hair to flash wildly. Trying to remember the teachings of the dojo, I attempt to become invisible. That technique works semi-sorta... hmmmmmmmm... Remembering my conversations with the moon, I sit, crosslegged, and allow my essence to fade into the darkness... That should do it.

The hatch is opening, spilling out several dazed and confused looking pirates. They can see no enemy, just a playfully LARGE moth flying in and out of the surf, distracting them from the RumBoat and Domestic that seem to have landed round the bend, the sail only partially visible.

The stormy Odka has tollerated all their insolence she can take. She decides on an attack to weed out the weak... a plan is forming...
guardian of the Flame
High Protectoress of Odka
<}8^)

duvessa42
10:05AM
06/20/2002 " Screech? "

Pondering the thought of hovering over creepy snakelikes and trying to decide upon a better method of entry, I suddenly notice the Odka ZIPPING away back towards the cave entrance where a noise has seemed to grab hold of her attentions. A loud one, at that.

Grabbing hold of my dagger shard and taking a deep breath, I nod at Pink, and we slowly venture back towards the place from which we came. We dare not travel all the way, for neither of us wish to be seen, and do not quite know the proper ways in which to camouflage ourselves. Upon sensing an overwhelming essence of Absolut, we freeze, and attempt to peer unnoticeably out of the cave opening.

From what I can see, the SeaMothRayThing is making some loud and distracting flops in and out of the waters, splashing around this way and that. It seems the Sub has opened. Good thing we're in here - until a method of attack has been decided upon, I don't wish to take on a swarm of pirates. Best to wait and find a weak point - but not too long. We must protect our kindred Wizards at all costs.

I can feel Laurie fuming from several feet away. Something's brewing, and it's certainly not a storm... it's an Odka...

Breathing deeply and chanting softly I loosen myself up and attempt to divine what sort of plan we can make to keep the pirates away from our invasion party.

Oddly 'nuff, I get the feeling that I'm beginning to emit a light glow. Pink seems to agree with me, as she's pulling me back into the cave to keep me out of sight. Erm.. sorry, dear, I don't know how to turn it off.

Something must be done.
duvessa

domesticbliss
10:30AM
06/20/2002 " Re: **Hearing a screech behind us** "

*waking from a momentary coma* ughhh darn moth ... that kind hurt... and by kind of completely...

*goes to stand up but is unable to* ughh I think my legs, arms, and possibly back is broken. not to mention a nasty scratch on my hand. Oh and I am quite thirsty...

*leans over and laps up some water that is leaking from the Rum boat. Instantly the leathal-dose of alcohol miraculously heals all wounds*

wow I feel as strong as ten regular Gurus.
*bang* woah... the door to the sub is opening. I best get changed into my dry clothing and go.

------
perhaps we should make a little wager...
If you were around here I'd suggest dollars but over neopets perhaps ummm ahh
if Germany wins you have to streak accross the hall in your birthday suit... umm and if they don't.... you ughh get my envy as the more knowledgable soccer analyist

----
Laurie, you wanna hear funny? a teacher at my school (Mr. Reagan) ... his name is
Harold Richard...in short (harry ....)
now, what kind of parants would do that haha

cutup0581
11:33AM
06/20/2002 " Re: **Hearing a screech behind us** "

Having quietly followed Laurie to the caves I watch as she blends in with her surroundings. Watching the pirates disembark from the sub I wait to see what kind of help if any my Guild Sister will need.

*********.
Zizzy, I really do think that Laurie knows what she is doing. She is one of our best! Now be quiet.

pinkworldplanetp
12:23PM
06/20/2002 " Re: **Hearing a screech behind us** "

pink with the thing one hat pulls duvessa back, of course she would start to glow now

pink with the thing two hat stands closer to the front, the better to watch the Odka, and waits for a cue.

jade_fighter
02:25PM
06/20/2002 " The Drop-off has Been Made. "

*reaching an human-size crevice in the cliff face, jade begins to crawl into it. Using a tiny flashlight, she inches her way along a tunnel...to where it abruptly ends. Peering through a rusted grating, jade can see down into a torchlit cavern. The flamelight flickering off the sea-sprayed walls lends a most sinister appearance to all that goes on below.

It is a sight of drunken debauchery, depravity of the most extreme and vile sort. Pirates, their bandanas askew and their earrings gleaming, gamble, drink, and carouse in a regular free-for-all. A lone, blue fuzzle quivers, terrified, in the middle of a dartboard as steel-tipped danger whizzes by it. jade knows that the hostage fuzzles must be held somewhere nearby...and so, she launches her plan.

Utilising a small rope-slash-harness, jade lowers to the floor a small bit of a transparent blobkinder. Embedded in it is a small video-camera of the sort used in surgeries.

*kiss kiss* do your work, just like i've taught you...go find our missing "babies." I will be here, attached to you via my wrist-cam. Should you not return...no, I will not think on it. We will do everything to make sure you--and the fuzzles and our wizurds--are returned to us safely. Go on, now.

Admitting no tears, jade watches as the blobkinder detaches itself from the harness, pauses for a moment to find its bearings...and then disappears into danger unknown.

Activating the wrist camera, jade settles down to wait, and share the blobkinder's reconnaisance experience.*

laurie1961
02:45PM
06/20/2002 " Pirate attack 101 "

Duvessa's glow catches my eye, and I turn and reappear to her, Pink, Cutup giving them a quick grin. Backing away from the mouth of the cave, the plan formed and ready for execution... hush Ziz, it'll work, honest...

Bringing my arms directly infront of me, I begin to whisper to the thunder cloud above the shore. It rumbles and roars, lightning streaks in spider like form throughout. My hair is literally alive, as are my fingertips. Linking arms with Cutup, nodding for her to do the same with Duvessa, who then must try and catch both pink thing one and thing two, I send the energy to them all.

*Anyone up to a game of Pirate-miten* I whisper... Once energized, each pick one of the brutes on shore, and with the power of badd, utilize the anit-gravity gifts. I pick a burly filthy fellow to play with, and with my mind I toss him toward the Twinkle Moth, who gracefully schmacks him back...

Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of ODKA I smash him toward the moth, forgetting that its pirate-miten, not volley-yar-ball... SPLAT!

Whoops.... thats gonna leave a mark...
guardian of the Flame
High Protectoress of Odka
<}8^)

Domestic: Laurie, you wanna hear funny? a teacher at my school (Mr. Reagan) ... his name is
Harold Richard...in short (harry ....)
now, what kind of parants would do that haha

You know I just gotta try and top that one...
A farmer down the road, Peter Ulick. Now, lets pretend we're in class, and attendence is being taken... McVey, Laurie... Ulick, Peter... *enough said*

13lastech
05:46PM
06/20/2002 " Rude Awakening . . . "

*I awake sitting in a chair, which sharply tilts and throws me to the ground. I stand somewhat awkwardly, as the floor has retained a marginally uphill slant, but make my way to a large panel upon which I rest and take stock of my situation. Several stands surround me, upon which are the various electronic devices needed for the proper navigation and maintenance of the craft. One of the pieces has its wires hanging off all sides, and it is to this that I walk, curiously. Writing above one button reads "Torp.", another "Sea-LndTorp.". A weapons panel . . . So perhaps there is no retaliation to -(*At this point the wing of what appears to be a moth partially intersects the ship, then fades through*) - the magical attack that is sure to be going on on the shore. I exit the room.*
*Instantly, I am met with chaos, as pirates in all manner of preparedness dash about. A few venture forth to open the hatch, and after the first such are plucked into the air by an invisible force(Speaking of which, Where is Tru?), these grow panicky. The last of them falls down the ladder, muttering something about a giant, flying devil-ray, and this panic spreads through the ranks. Soon the words "DIVE, DIVE!" are sent down the line, and several buccaneers dash into the control room. With a chill, I look up to see the still-open hatch, and then the sub gives a groan and the floor begins to sink. Reaching back, I discover that my dagger is missing as well . . . Quite the rude awakening.*

-13lastech

jade_fighter
06:06PM
06/20/2002 " The Long Wait. "

*Quietly relaying what she can see to laurie, jade stares intently at the video-display on her wrist. As the blob inches its way through the dank cavern, the view also changes.*

Things sure look different from blob height...

*Mentally guiding the gelid helper down the right side of a fork, jade hopes to catch a glimpse of where the fuzzles are being held, and, if possible, aid them. Upon seeing skulls embedded into the walls of the tunnel, jade reels in shock. But they appear to be the skulls of old pirates, their notched heads and missing teeth telling of hard times at sea. Willing herself to endure, jade continues her mission in silence.*

truwarrior
09:15PM
06/20/2002 " Re: Rude Awakening . . . "

With pandemodium running like wild fire through the sub....I pick myself off the floor....regain my senses, and make my way to the hatch.....I see Jon looking up to the hatch and then check his pockets....with the sub beginning to dive....I do a foward somersault then spring into the air doing a half twist....I land right by Jon....become visible...and with a big, cheesy grin....I hand him his techno dagger...."thought you might be needing this again.....do we stay on board or get outta here?....I think Ducat might be on board....and there are plenty o pirates here that need a lesson....a hard painful lesson I might add...ummm, by the way......can you prevent the sub from completing its dive?.......just a thought....could help

Tru

laurie1961
10:59PM
06/20/2002 " Awwwwwwww Shucks! "

all outta pirates... surveying the damage, the Odka fully reappears. That was kinda fun... Reaching into the folds of her robe, she removes a flask, taking a deep draugh, she hands it to Cutup. Winking at pink-one and pink-two, that are almost one, she tosses them a vanOdka coke to share. Non-Odka-holic, of course. Half looped with the excitement, *the other half Odka* she is caught offguard as her mind screams:

13LASTECH

TRU

Her eyes suddenly become as slits, her rage overtaking everything else. Her glare burning into the source of recognition as the cloud above rapidly take on hurricane tendencies.

I DONT THINK SO FOOLS she growls, as she throws her head back and raises her arms. Before she can call forth the powers at her command, a voice speaks, freezing her movements momentairly~

Do not do that. At least not yet. We are safe, I've more to learn. Not yet...

Wha??? 13lastech??? The sub begins to shudder... the Odka lowers her arms, forcing herself to restrain...

A short victory, I must say...

guardian of the Flame
High Protectoress of Odka
<}8^)

pinkworldplanetp
12:24AM
06/21/2002 " Re: Awwwwwwww Shucks! "

my arms are still linked with duvessa and myself, my body still tingling with the power shared with all, i catch the drink thrown to me (us) by odka, mmmmm nilla!
well that was fun! now what?

(you know something? you never can tell how well you share with others until the other is yourself...hmmmm)

i look with dismay at the sub slowly sinking back into the water. are we gonna do something? we can't let lastech and tru go down!

13lastech
05:41AM
06/21/2002 " 13last it all ! "

*I stand by the sub's ladder, fumbling first in the sheathe at my back and then even into my pockets, when the circuit-traced Dagger of The Technomancer is placed in my hands. There is a jolt in my arm that quickly makes its way to my head with its contact. I close my eyes against a wave of dizziness. Images of the sub, lifted out of the water, crushed like a tin can in the winds of an Odka-scented maelstrom . . . My mind has time to scream:*
NO!

*And it has passed. With a quick grin at the quasi-visible Tru, I dash back, through the sea of pirates, to the control room. I block a cutlass swing towards my head with the flat of the dagger, then duck underneath his guard and am past. Behind me I hear the sounds of battle mingling with water beginning to stream into the sub. The hatch is now closed, but with no time to seal it is unstable. I punch another pirate in the stomache, throwing him aside with the hand holding the dagger, and hear a sharp Pop! as one of the rivets holding the hatch bursts under pressure. The noise of unrushing water grows louder. Breathlessly, I dash into the Control Room.*
*I find it oddly empty. As the door swishes closed to my rear, I also notice an odd quiet. It is silent but for the hum of electricity . . . Eerily reminiscent of The Lab, even so far away in this alien place. Soon I locate the controls for the large tanks at the ship's sides, and soon I have cancelled the command for a dive. The sub orients itself in the water, and the deck is no longer tilted. Next is the one for communication . . . An electronic White Flag is sent across nearby BOFH lines, with the urgent tone of a mutiny ongoing. I turn to the door and hear a heavy bolt slide home. There is a buzz, and a screen lights up in cool green letters:*

GREETINGS, TECHNOMANCER.

-13lastech

laurie1961
03:39PM
06/21/2002 " An Odka Pouting "

is NOT a pretty sight. Stomping one last time on the pirates laying around I make my way toward the others, kicking at the sand, glaring at the sub that is just sitting there bobing and listing at the edge of the shore. Now I know for certain that 13lastech and Tru are onboard.

Knowing that there is no need to kick sand at the others I attempt to kick it sideways, and land flat on my ~~~ ##@!**($$#@!!###@$$%*! Thats it!!! I've had all I... The inner folds of my robe start moving. WTH is this about I growl. There is the temporarly forgotten blobthing, desperately trying to drag a round object upward. It looks up at me, dark round eyes looking fearful now instead of timid... *Yeah, that makes me feel a whole lot better*

Awwwwwww, I'm sorry if I scared ya, you dont have a name, let alone a species yet, do you? Well, if you hang with me, you are gonna have to get over the fright thing. Lets see what you have there...

It gurgles as I reach for its cumbersome burden, causing me to laugh, until I realize that it's my Comm unit, covered in, well, blob stuff *Wonderful* Cutup giggles from behind me, and hands me a hanky. Shaking my head at my own foolish behavior, I pat the thing on the head, and take to cleaning the comm. Suddenly the tiny monitor springs to life, showing Jade, her blobthing, and crackles something about the EFM.

She's up there! I know you cant see her, just watch where you step, until she lets us know we're close.

The sub has not moved except to list in the surf, and Twinkles moth is waiting above it, almost daring it to try and dive... Semi-secure is as close as we're gonna get.

guardian of the Flame
High Protectoress of Odka
<}8^)

truwarrior
12:39AM
06/22/2002 " Re: 13last it all ! "

Meanwhile on the sub, our dynamic duo........oops wrong hero channel::zips through channel swithcher::.....we bring you back to our originally televised programming.......errrrr.....sorry for the technical difficulties......

Getting mightily drenched with rushing water, I manage to hold off the swarm of pirates that seem bent on capturing me and Jon....upon seeing Jon make his way back to the control room.....I decide to play a little game of "pin my foot on the pirate"...it's an easy game for me now......one I've learned since the ripe ole age of five....and as pirates get knocked this way and that a way...I feel the sub stop diving and right itself again in the water...and as the water in the sub starts to subside(no pun intended, honestly....hehe)..I smile to myself knowing our crafty technomancer had something to do with that....As the last of the pirate crew meets my foot...I decide to open the hatch and toss each of them out one by stinking one.......I yell "There she blows!!" as pirates go flying out the hatch like a geyser just erupted....soon there are none left and I make my way to the control room......WTH!!...the door seems locked....I try to kick it in, but the titanium steel alloy proves too much....I stand helplessly outside the door pressing my ear against it....hoping to hear something inside...

pinkworldplanetp
11:19PM
06/22/2002 " Re: Kyber and other bad words. "

all is quiet on the beach now...for a short time there was a burst of activity...the hatch flew open and pirates flew out, one by stinking one as each pirate shot out of the hatch, the twinkle moth knocked them to the beach, batting practice for giant sea moths..just an every day sight around here

but nothing since, the sub is silent..too quiet. i look over at the odka, sheis listening intently to the comm as jade explains what she is seeing. and where is tru and lastech???

i have my wepons of choice (well acually wepons of "whatever i happen to be carrying" and am ready to do something...but what? that tunnel was creepy and the sub, well that looks wet.

-pink green but should be orange

too bad on the kyber...that makes it hard to talk about kyberstuff

jade_fighter
03:04PM
06/24/2002 " I Ain't Stoned; I's Just...Happy! "

*jade studies the video images carefuly, looking for anything that would reveal the location of the EFM within the compound. As the blob blurbles along, the view remains much the same....Torchlight brings golden higlights to wet, dark stone, and every so often, strange markings can be seen. The marking appear to have been etched into the tunnel walls, by knife or other weapon.

Breathing softly, jade makes herself one with nothingness. She does not give attention to the outside, but only to what the blob sees. As yet another corner is rounded, the blob's view comes abruptly upon a room. jade sends a psychic "nudge" to the blob, directing it to explore.

It is a small, yet comfortable room, carved of the same rock as the compound. Decoration is sparse: a table, three chairs, and a lone chest in the corner are the only ornament. Yet on one of those chairs rests a most vile-looking man.

Clothed in black velvet, bedecked in all sort of fripperous jewelry and with a classic-looking cutlass at his waist, this lone man toys distractedly with some or another bauble.

This, thinks jade, must be Ducat.

jade_fighter
04:00PM
06/24/2002 " Re: I Ain't Stoned; I's Just...Happy! PART 42. "

*grinning ferally...*

We got you now, ya' (expletive)...

**ahem!* jade guides the blob back up the corridor for more recon. At the end of another fork are several cells, in which are housed the EFM, about 10 to a cell. Most are sleeping, but a few, such as MALTODEXTRIN MANGLER and STEROIDAL WHEAT CHEX, are still vainly struggling to bite through the metal bars. Little grey PIPPISH ADRENALINE is attempting to stick her toe through the lock's keyhole...to no avail.

In yet another cell...is easydamsel?!

But...we had left her at Hall!

easyd looks alright, just tired, and she is also quite pragmatically looking for a means of escape. She must have been Wizurdnapped once our team had left...

Getting majorly psyched-up, jade begins her climb down from the cliff, to rejoin the group. We now have all we need to stage our rescue.*

truwarrior
10:10AM
06/25/2002 " Meanwhile..... "

After failed repeated attempts to break down the door....I pray that Jon will be safe locked in the control room with whatever is keeping him inside there.....with no other recourse, I make my way to the hatch and climb out.....thankfully the sub isn't too far from the shore and I swim a few short yards to the beach....quickly drying off, I splash a lil water on a sleeping Domestic....wake up!!....we gotta get to the others and see what can be done for Jon.....I can't get to him in the sub....

Tru

duvessa42
11:02AM
06/25/2002 " Well then... "

Standing haphazardly on the beach it seems that my glow has faded - all the better to sneak up on the evillie sir Ducat, who, did I *hear* that right, now has easydamsel too??? Oy vey! We must find the way in!

Feeling inside my robes I remember the shards I have placed there - one from Laurie's spell and one from ...I don't know?... but it suddenly occurs to me that these might, indeed, be useful for something. I do remember Jade's blobling discovering something locklike - might there be a way to manipulate, erm, pick it, free the EFMs, run over to easyd's cell, unlock that one, and get the !@#$!@@#% out unnoticed? Cloaking spells, or even have someone go in under the cover of an all-out attack by the rest of the guildmembers? But then, a method of escape for the freed ones and a battle plan for everyone else MUST be set into place.

I look around at the folks we have scattered about the area. Everyone here has and will serve a great purpose. Our technomancer aboard the Sub led us here, ought to be able to prove a great escape option, and maybe some backup weaponry. Tru as a protector and a supporting warrior. Laurie as a leader and weapons creator and all-out inspiration. Jade as the Queen of Recon and infiltration, without whom we would not know much of anything! Domestic as King of the RumBoat and provider of needed liquids. Cutup as a major support for everyone here. Pinks One and Two as added strength and keeping me from getting noticed, Twink's SeaMothRayThing whacking pirates around, and me.. well, finding pocket shards and trying not to step in snakes, anyhow. ^_^ We will get through this and we will free our loved ones. There is no question in my mind. We have the strength to overcome.

Now to set some plans in motion.
duvessa

13lastech
07:29PM
06/25/2002 " 'Mancer A 'Mancer. "

So glad you could make it.
*I stare at the writing on the sceen a moment more before answering.*
Who . . . Or what . . . are you an extension of?
*The screen prints jerkily, as though bubbling internally with mirth.*
I am an extension of myself, dear 'mancer.
*A pause, then:*
It is certain that you know of such as I. Your resident apprentice, for instance.
*I ponder on this for but a moment, fingering the screwdriver at my hip.*
APP? How would you know about . . .
*Impatiently, the writing dissolves to show:*
I am - or was - in 24 communication with the creature you have named APP. He ceased to be 273600 oscillations ago.
*I mentally do the math - 60 processor ticks in a second, 3600 in an hour . . . My head spins, but prints out 76 hours, or a little over 3 days. Around the time I left, shutting down all The Lab's equipment - No, APP isn't part of my tools, I remind myself. Maybe once, but no more. The screen has printed more during my reverie:*
Why was it's sentience terminated? Is this not against what your Wizardhood stands for?

-13lastech

13lastech
07:30PM
06/25/2002 " Re: 'Mancer A 'Mancer. "

*I shake my head in the negative.*
He's merely dormant . . . And will be reactivated upon my return. I thought it best -
Is your mind not fallable? You assume that shutting down a machine is like sleep, but you do not understand. When one awakens, one finds it's power drained and a gap in it's logs that can never be corrected. It is like a little death, 'mancer. It would do you well to remember this.
*I am quiet for a moment. Do any of us have the right to kill, even should the "victim" be brought back to life moments later? Cutting the power to a machine is done daily, and particularly to machines that are no longer in operation, until they can be repaired. I gasp; It is literally pulling the plug on them.*
W . . . Who built . . .
*The screen pre-empts the my query with with a response:*
Perhaps it is time that you see . . . Yes, this proposal is acceptable. Step into the hatch to your right; I will upload myself to the controls there.
*A door opens, and I enter. As the hatch to the small pod seals shut with a hiss, there is a click and the door to the outside unlocks. A thin film over the viewing hatch of the tiny sub reads:*
It is time you met, face to face.
'Mancer a 'Mancer, I mentally add.

jade_fighter
07:45PM
06/25/2002 " Meanwhile...On the Shore... "

*Impatiently hopping from foot to foot, jade wags her sword and waits for the call to storm the compound. She's been waiting for a long time to stick one in ducat for all the disturbance he's caused.*

truwarrior
09:38PM
06/25/2002 " Odka at last!!...:)---- "

As I and Domestic make our way to the mouth of the cave where I think I saw something bright then suddenly disappear...I step dead in my tracks, turn to our tarbender in training and ask a very simple, but very important question"Do you happen to have a bottle of Odka on you??...I've been dry for days...and I can get pretttttty ornery without the absolut best running through my system"...fishing through his Robes of Many Liquids...ole Domestic comes through for the parched warrior and I down the odka elixir in a single gulp. With renewed vigor and stamina...I stomp through the sand towards the others.....curious to see whats going on in them caves.

Tru

truwarrior
10:46PM
06/25/2002 " Battle plans...A second serving of whoopash "

Reaching the cave....I turn around to see Domestic has made a nice little sand bed for himself and has fallen asleep once again....I laugh to myself.....just as well, he'll need the rest...for when we mop up the rest of these pirates and send Ducat packing to another dimension(by the way, that dimension is called Pain....hehe) He'll be serving drinks left and right at our victory celebration.......after reporting what I seen and heard on the sub and Jon getting locked in the control room and also getting the low down from Jade, Duvessa, Laurie, and the pink twins on events here in the cave....I just add that important as it is for our fuzzly lil friends to escape....let me remind everyone that the EFM has been trained for battle...and once we get them outta their cages.....they are definitely gonna be primed to exact some revenge......I think we should leave the cannon fodder(the pirates) for the EFM and lets all of us concentrate on taking Ducat down....seeing the warrior spirit gleam and flare in Jades eyes...the eagnerness of Vessa and the twins, and the electrifying demeanor of Laurie...I come to realize that nothing will stand in our way.

Lieutenant Tru

jade_fighter
01:09AM
06/26/2002 " Re: Battle plans...A second serving of whoopash "

*The observative jade blushes sheepishly*

Thanks tru, and I'd want you aiding in a fight anyday.

*jade then fingers off the safety on the JJNMO Paintball Gun, checks the NO2 cartridge and makes sure the gun is fully loaded. This is going to be...a most excellent raid on the pirates.*

Save ducat for laurie; she's got the mega-ultra-kewl-indigo-blade! :D

pinkworldplanetp
02:21AM
06/26/2002 " Re: Battle plans...A second serving of whoopash "

i am ready already! so it is to be the tunnels, eh? with the moving creepy floor? ummm, ok...i can do this. i move closer to the beginning of the tunnels, the floor near the opening seems slither free, it doesn't seem to move at all until the light starts to dim. i (thing one) walk in as far as i dare and try to look further down the tunnel, but i can't see a thing.

i (thing two) ponder the items i am carrying. suddenly i smile. i know what i can do...i take my purple crayon and draw a platform just above the ground, i (thing one) climb onto is so i can test out my handywork and see if it can support the weight of a person..so far so good i (thing two) get on the platform, and from the far end of it, i reach out and draw some more platform.. again just above the ground. i hold the crayon out in front of me and crawling down the tunnel, i draw a path above the floor. now we don't have to find out what is down there, that makes me feel better anyway. i just hope someone has some light
-pink & purple

duvessa42
07:11AM
06/26/2002 " Re: Battle plans...A second serving of whoopash "

The tunnels? The ick darkish tunnels with slithers? Oh, but Pinks have drawn some crayonish platforms. Well, all the better then. Bring it on.

Popping up onto the platforms I take a glance back at the shoreline and slowly darkening beach. Everyone seems to be readying for battle, and I, for one, am fighting the anxiousness building inside which aches for the rescue or my Fuzzles and our easydamsel. I've decided that, when the battle begins, I will be utilizing my shards as enchanted lockpicks to bust 'em out, and then joining the fray to help rid us of Lord D|ckhe@d - er, Ducat, rather. *grumbling* He MUST be abolished...

I smile quietly at Pinks as they turn around to see me following down the path drawn out for us. Seems the darkness ahead has caused a kind of holdup as they cannot see where to draw next. Muttering a few words, I invoke one of my very favorite spells - a guiding flame. Careful though, it will only last a short while, and you don't know what - or who - else is down here!

Onward bound,
duvessa

jubeialy
09:41AM
06/26/2002 " TaaaDaaaa - I'm Home :) "

As I come Running at the Great Halls(for I have missed it so!) front door--Crash, Smash, Bam, Tumble, more Tumble, Slide, and finally, Splat- My Landing!
In my rushing hurry to return to my hearts fondest place, Our Great Hall, I seem to have tripped and stumbled my way into the door or maybe more appropriatly Through the door.
Once I right my self to an upright position I glance around expecting my many missed guild brothers and sisters, but oddly enough the Hall in next to empty! I think "Well how curious." I don't see any events on the calendar so I know everyone is not attending a party that I could be missing or something of that nature. I begin my search of the place in order to acess where everyone is and what is going on here, because something definetly is out of place.
Upon a fairly thorough examination of the Hall and the surrounding grounds I have deduced that things are VERY WRONG. I deceide that this is going to take a good long scrying and devining to figure out what happend to everyone. Hopefully someone in the Guild shall hear my psychic call and send a response ASAP for I have a grave feeling that I am Needed elsewhere.
Fearfully Yours~~jubeialy

domesticbliss
10:00AM
06/26/2002 " Re: TaaaDaaaa - I'm Home :) "

*suddenly awaken*

Jub... it appears that my err narcalepsy(SP? - not even going to try and figure that word out) is making me a less then successful lawyer... I mean WARRIOR...
I am going to head back to the hall and start mixing drinks in advance as Tru suggested.... see even asleep I can hear somethings

*starts to swim but after a short period falls into a deep sleep then is awaken with a thump*

looks like I sleep right until being hitten by shore.

*runs straight to the hall*

Hi jubeialy, give me a second to change into dry clothing and towel myself of... then I'll explain how the EFMs, Easyd and some potions were stolen away by ducat and his EPM (evil pirate mynions)

The increasingly unconcious Dometicbliss

13lastech
04:04PM
06/26/2002 " Fata Ultima: Let's go get those EFM! "

*The pod descends quickly in the depths. Outside, the ocean grows chill and dark. The craft slows a bit, And to the right side of it, in the dark there, appears a carved entrance. Gingerly, the craft navigates the gate, until with a hiss the side opens, exposing the still-damp door. It is small bronze-toned, and bends outwards slightly, like a lens. I stare in incomprehension for a moment, then realize amid the molding of the door is a handle, hidden under writing in some foreign tongue. I reach out a hand and activate the clasp. The door swings slowly inward, water now streaming off it in rivulets. I walk inside, my footsteps echoing hollowly in this place, and a familiar buzz greets me. There are a great number of machines running here, the cords unseen, but the power used obvious. And in the center, atop a column made of steel girders, is a platform from which issues a rapid clicking as of fingers on keys. I step on a platform that lowers down the side of the tower, and as it rises I am astounded by the sheer size of the place.*
Holy carp . . .
*I murmur. Behind me, the clicking stops. I turn to see a digital face scowling at me.*
Don't . . . Misspell here, please.
*I smile to myself. A technomancer's lair all right. Which means - As though on cue, the voice speaks again:*
You need a comm, right? I've got LE trying to decrypt your signal without much success. You're using some weird algorithm that -
*Now I interrupt:*
Yes . . . Jade's idea, actually. A 42-layer encryption method. Just plug me in and -
*A box the size of a gameboy slides from the terminal. I roll my eyes when I realize it is an old-fashioned Walkie-Talkie, then shrug and send a coded message over all bands:*
Let's go get those EFM!

-13lastech

jade_fighter
06:59PM
06/26/2002 " Re: Ahhh Home Sweet Home "

*jade runs across the Hall floor, kips into a cartwheel, triple-back-handspring and somehow, miraculously manages to end up right next to jubei where she can give the longlost Wizurd a big hug and a:*

Hey, we missed you!

duvessa42
01:35PM
06/27/2002 " Trodding along merrily... "

Pinks one and two and I pushing our ways down the crayon-path, lit by a small flame and avoiding snakelikes, come to a sudden stop.

It seems that the evil dark tunnels drop off a ways ahead of us... we will either need to draw a staircase downwards or teach ourselves to temporarily fly in order to reach our destination.

During these moments of pondering I hear some faint noises - scratching noises, even. There's something on the other side of these tunnel walls. (Too bad they never taught us X-ray vision!) Pinks hear it too, they cease drawing temporarily and look around for the source of the sounds.

I would say we're getting close.. a little too close for comfort at this point.

A shiver runs up my spine as I ponder what could be on the other side of the walls - or worse yet, the end of the tunnel. We will need to find a way to sneak ourselves unannounced into the - well, wherever it is we're going.

With a gulp and a nod, we press on.

duvessa

pinkworldplanetp
03:53PM
06/27/2002 " Re: Trodding along merrily... "

*looking behind me nervously* where is everyone else .... eep! down! have you ever tried to draw stairs going down while you were using them? it's not easy.

*slowly i draw the stairs leading down, when one pink is tired the other takes over.*

the bottom is too far down to see in duvessas guardian flame. the noises are getting louder, if they are rats, they are BIG rats...

then, suddenly, the flame goes out. we are in total darkness, on unfinished stairs. glancing down toward the bottom, i can see a faint yellow glow...at least we know it isn't bottomless

-pink

truwarrior
11:37PM
06/27/2002 " Re: Trodding along merrily... "

Activating my stealth gi once more...I follow the group deeper into the tunnel when a mysterious noise from the other side of the tunnel stops our progress...pondering the scratching noises and the strange yellow light at the bottom, the magical light Duvessa cast suddenly dies out plunging us all into complete darkness....Hissssssssssssssssss!...the scratching sound appears to be approaching us now or maybe its behind us....the sound echoes off the tunnels walls making it impossible to distinguish its direction...then suddenly I feel something massive brush my leg and knock me over....HISSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!....the sound is close!!.....very close!!....I feel the air suddenly constricted from my body as the group barely hears my gasping cry of alarm..... big snake!!

Tru

jade_fighter
02:18AM
06/28/2002 " Re: Trodding along merrily... "

BIG SNAKE, AVAST! HAVE AT THEE! rasps jade in her state of hypertonsil activity, as she draws her sword and begins a dance of death. Whirling the swords in a complex pattern, she first seeks to entice the snake away from choking young Tru. Then, once the reptillian fiend has slithered closer, the flashing blades change pattern and close in for the big "snip-snip." (blame it on the word filtres.)

Suffice to say, the final cut comes down across the snake's head, severing it entirely, and the body shivers in a rictus of mortal termination. Panting heavily, jade glares down at the snake to make sure it is well and truly demised.

jade_fighter
02:26AM
06/28/2002 " Re: Trodding along merrily... "

*jade then walks over to Tru and offers a hand up..*

I felt it might be provident to...trail along after y'all...*koff* Never know what kind of weird things might be lurkin' around the corner...or down the steps, for that matter.

*jade pauses briefly, and then laughs.*

And to think...I'm an agoraphobe! But I'll let no-one choke my buddies.

truwarrior
10:29PM
06/28/2002 " Re: Trodding along merrily... "

::takes Jades outstretched hand, gets up::.....thanks Jade.....I knew you'd come through for me.....I don't know how that thing sensed me...I guess it got just plain lucky....::looks at the sliced and diced remains of a a whopping 25 foot python as light returns from Duvessa renewing her flame spell:: looks like its luck ran out rather abruptly though....lol.....I think we better proceed down the stairs::waits patiently for the pink twins to draw them::...Hey Pink??.......You think you could draw me an odka sour with a lime twist??........hehe. I gotta get me a magical crayon too.......those are too sweeeet!!

Tru

pinkworldplanetp
11:16PM
06/28/2002 " Re: Trodding along merrily... "

*i work on finishing the stairs and i make and odka sour with a twist (all purple...i has the box of crayons, not me)and hand it to tru *

with the light returned the noises back off a bit, but thery are still noticable. i finally reach the bottom..the ground seems solid, no movement at all...that's a relief! we are in a rock chamber, there is an opening ahead, where the light is coming from. looking up, i can't even see the top of the rock face we just came down from...those were some steep stairs! there doesn't seem to be anyone just beyond the opening, but they just might be really really quiet ...

-pink

truwarrior
11:39PM
06/28/2002 " Re: Trodding along merrily... "

Thanking pink for the odka....we all manage to climb down the steep staircase...I doubt they would post any guards there by the opening, seeing as they probably would never suspect anyone to be able to come down the way we did...better safe than sorry though....and using the power of my stealth gi...I simply and slowly make my way out into the opening....as I suspected, no guards....in fact nothing at all except another long tunnel, but the sounds of drunken laughter can be heard in that direction as well as a noise that can be best described as teeth gnawing on steel bars......

laurie1961
12:45AM
06/30/2002 " The blob thingy has distracted me... "

and after tucking the cute little ummmmmmmm thingy back in the inner folds on my robes, for the 100th time, I rush to catch up with the others. Of course, this beautiful blue shaded swirly critter is growing more use to me every day, causing it to be less shy and timid, and I am unsure if that's a good thing...

Feeling it starting to, whats the term... slither? crawl? slime? awwwwwwwww, make, yes, that'll do, make its way to my robes outer hem again, I flick my fingers to shine a bit of light to see what its up to now. It gurgles in fright as the faint light illuminates the path, causing me to jump as the slain snake comes more clearly into focus.

"There, there, Cin-Bell-O... *a cross between blob, gel, jello, and Cin, who's hic-s started this thing* nothing to fear, its a sign that we're in the right area... Sensing movement ahead, and hearing a horrid sound, I tuck the poor thing deep inside my hidden pockets and send a spark-signal to announce my presence...

guardian of the Flame
High Protectoress of Odka
<}8^)

duvessa42
09:32AM
06/30/2002 " Phew, Boy! "

Well then, down the coloured stairs and onto solid rock, Pink presenting odka sours witha twist, and a *spark* signaling that our Absolut has joined us once again, the blood is rushing and I'm ready to go.

Peering around the interior of the rocky area we have encountered, there seems to be a rather large crack in the far right corner of the wall. Tapping Pink on the shoulder I point towards it and ...slowly... sneak over to it, Pink following gently behind. Light is pouring through, an almost misty light pushing its way out... and I swear I can hear some very faint noises...

Attempting to peek through the crack I see absolutely nothing. But I do notice that it seems to run the entire length of the wall. Could it be wedged open, I wonder? But with wha...

It hits me. Grasping inside my robes I feel for my shards of weapon. Taking a deep breath, I ask Pink to step back a little, reach back, and JAM the first one a few inches from the top. Sensing I will not be able to do quite the same with the other, instead I place it securely in the crack and KICK with all my might.

*crreeeaaaaakk*

A moaning noise is heard as the crack slowly begins to push itself open, inwards, but not qutie far enough. It is as if this were actually a door of some type, disguised as wall. Turning and looking to Pink again, I ask if she'd be kind enough to assist me in attempting to pull the door further open, when suddenly and without warning I am introduced to the rocky floor.

The force of some... thing(?) shutting the door has knocked me right smack on my backside, and now we have no immediate way to get in.

Ouch.

Searching, puzzled, I happily see my shards and scoop them up. Might need these later.

duvessa

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