>>>>>[Bug City ya say.  Well first let me get a security grade head armor.
I want to protect the goods ya know.  Of course I can help with the guns in
the truckster.  My jacks are cleaned. I'm ready to kick some Bug ass and
make some nuyen in the process.]<<<<<
        --Johnny M <Matrix-god/Bug-killer>

***** Private: Kor
>>>>>[Well, of course I can.  But, will I?]<<<<<
        -- Rumormonger (Always / Tuned-In)

>>>>>["Followers of the Geek Path"?  <hrmph> Self-appointed
regulators?  I have no quarrel with you, you have no quarrel with me.

Be gone.

As for you, Rumormonger, be sure it is only your drones that
come within eyeshot of me.  For if you do, you shall end up
like those gangers.]<<<<<
        -- Teutone Bleu (23:33:59 / 04-30-56)

>>>>>[Stop me if I've said this before.  Women - bah.

I've been wanting to use this line for years, an' now's as good'a
time as any.  (Some of you old movie buffs might recognize it.)

"I ran out of gas.... my car had a flat tire.....  I didn't have cab
fare.... my tux wasn't back from the cleaners..... an old friend came
into town... there was an earthquake.... a terrible flood....
locusts!  It wasn't my fault!!!!!!"

There.  I feel much better.

+++++FILE:  freddy_toon.movie

You see Freddy sitting at his desk, when a small, pink, saber-toothed
poodle leaps out of a drawer and begins chasing Freddy around the
office, nipping at his heels.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (19:00:23 / 04-30-56)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)


>>>>>[What in the hell was THAT?!  Jesus, somebody's been dickin'
around with my posts again.

Fraggin' deckers......

+++++FILE:  freddy_toon_II.movie

The saber-toothed poodle is still chasing Freddy around his
office, but by now it has him treed.  Or at least, "desked".]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (20:34:33 / 04-30-56)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

>>>>>[  Told you I'd get you back, putz.  Hey, DA, whatever he offers you
to get the toon out of his posts, I'll double. <chuckle> In the immortal
words of Ash (From a great old flick called 'Army of Darkness'), "Who's
laughing now?! Bwahaha!" ]<<<<<
        -- Neuron Basher < 3:18:30/4-30-56 >

>>>>>[Oh, so I'm a dandelion-eater, am I?  Hmph.  Fine, you . . . um . . .
animate dead guys person.  So there.  Take that.  At any rate, what say we
all meet for evening cocktails tomorrow at the Howling Guttersnipe.  We'll
discuss our travel arrangements then.  BTW, I want the window seat in the
family truckster.  It is a hell of a lot easier to snipe at people from the
window seat.  Bring on da bugs!!  Chicago, here we come.  Would a roach motel
do us any good?]<<<<<
     -- Bedlam <11:59:24/04-30-56>

>>>>>[Here's a little something that should interest all of you.

+++++Include: Trideo Feed

You see before you several docks and a space, large enough to hold several
vehicles abreast, between a building, presumably a warehouse, and the docks;
all are well lit.  The sky above the docks is clear and the stars shine
brightly.  You can hear the gentle lapping of the waves against the dock
supports.  At the end of one of the docks is a flag bearing the silver dragon
on black that is the symbol of Ryaka Science and Tech.  The dragon on the
flag is holding a model of an atom, and a cable of some sort.  Standing in
the space between the building and the waterfront is a short man with flowing
silver hair.  He is facing away from the camera and looks like he is
star-gazing.

The sound of a motorcycle approaching doesn't seem to disturb the short man.
A motorcycle comes into view heading from the left end of the building that
the camera is attached to.  The motorcycle stops several feet away from the
short man and its rider gets off.  When the rider burst into flame,
it become pretty obvious that Brimstone is on the prowl again.  "Ogawa
Asaka," comes the sneering voice of the spirit, "Ready to die?"

The short man, still looking at the stars, replies, "No...I am not ready to
die.  It's not my time...yet."

"Then... apologies will now be accepted."

"Spirit, you repeat yourself.  Besides, why should I?  You kill
me and all you will prove is that you like to kill weak and old
people...who have no chance against your...ah...superior abilities.",
Ogawa has turned his head to Brimstone and wears a nearly mocking
expression on his lined Japanese face.

"Old man, you WILL die tonight," comes the near shriek of rage from
Brimstone as he lunges toward Ogawa.

Ogawa starts to take a step backwards to get away from the spirit, and gets
grazed by the backhand blow from the spirit.  Ogawa is spun by the hit and
falls to the ground.  Brimstone proceeds to kick Ogawa in the stomach as the
old man struggles to rise, rolling Ogawa a few feet.

"Oooooffff!!!! <gasp>," rips from the throat of the old man as he struggles
for breath.

The maniacal laughter of the spirit cuts through the night like a
knife.  "You may still apologize," the last is spoken with a sneer of
contempt, as Brimstone approaches his victim.

"No...<gasp>...but I do think you do need to learn some respect for your
elders," retorts Ogawa as he gets up and weakly attempts to uppercut the
spirit.

Brimstone backhands Ogawa before Ogawa's punch can hit.  "Old man, you
cannot beat me," is the snarl that is uttered by Brimstone.

Ogawa, who has landed against a stack of wooden crates, sarcastically
replies; "Oh is that right?"

Brimstone throws a right cross that hits Ogawa squarely on the left
side of the jaw.  Ogawa is thrown toward the water, but lands about
three feet from the railing.  Brimstone doesn't wait but closes
supposedly for the kill.

"Ouch...that was much better than the others...", comments Ogawa as he, with
a speed and force belying his age and the beating he has taken, uppercuts the
spirit throwing Brimstone into the crates and knocking them over, "BUT
playtime is OVER!"

Ogawa straightens and you can see his dark eyes flash with contained power,
"You have made several mistakes, Brimstone."  As he speaks Ogawa twists a
ring, that was not seen until now, on his left middle finger.  The ring is a
silver band with a dragon etched on it. A silver light seems to encompass the
short, old man, and he seems to grow in size and shift in form.  By the time
he finishes speaking you see a pure silver Greater Western Dragon in the
place of the old man. "First, you failed to research your opponent.  Second,
you allowed anger to control your actions.  Third, you allowed arrogance to
shove out any warnings."

"The lesson shall, now, commence." says the disembodied, projected voice of
the dracoform as his right paw slashes out and and strikes Brimstone, as he
struggles to disentangle himself from the crates, throwing the spirit into
the wall of the building.

Brimstone starts to fade from view, but suddenly is thrown into another pile
of crates by a swipe of the left paw.

"Oh no, you don't.  You have forgotten the nature of my kind," a hint of
malicious laughter comes from the disembodied voice and an accompanying
rumble comes from the dragon.

The dragon strikes out again with the right paw throwing the spirit into the
wall again.  Brimstone begins to slide down the wall apparently weakened from
the dracoform's attacks.  Brimstone, suddenly, jerks spasmodically as the
dragon stabs the right middle claw into the spirit's exposed ribcage.

The dragon lifts the vainly struggling spirit into the air, and the
disembodied voice states; "I have a message for your master.  Neither
you nor he shall harm another unless it is in self-defence from an
unprovoked attack on your persons.  If either one of you harm another,
other than in self-defence for an unprovoked attack, you will face
me...and I won't be as forgiving as I am THIS time.  Now, back to your
master with you...", and the dragon tosses Brimstone to the ground.

Brimstone fades from view and the dragon rumbles, "Now, that is a good boy."

+++++End Trideo Feed

It has been many millenia since I last fought a spirit, I can't say that
Brimstone impresses me...but at least I got a chance to work these rusty
muscles. <ETG>

Teutone: Brimstone should be back to you, if he isn't...oooops...If he is
there, but isn't coherent enough to give you my message...listen to the feed
again...REAL close.  Other than that, watch your step...I am not one you wish
to mess around with.

RumorMonger(or whatever your name is): Your warning should not have been
directed to me; but to dimwit and numbskull.  As you can see numbskull took a
little pounding from me, as I had planned.

To the rest of you:  Now I have to find a new psuedo-identity...my old one is
shot.]<<<<<
            --Ryuga (21:00:30 PDT/ 04:30:56)
              CEO
              Ryaka Science and Tech

*****Private: Bedlam
>>>>>[I am in Carbondale, Illinois.  Can you pick me up at
>>Encrypted<< time and date are at your discretion.]<<<<<
          --Dragon (23:15:30 CDT/ 04:30:56)

>>>>>[Well, the FT doesn't really have much in the way of windows for
you to sit by, Bedlam.  Kinda gets messy when the bullets and flack
start flying.  You *could* sit in the gunner's cappella...;)]<<<<<
        -- Tanp <00:00:00/05-01-56>

*****Private:  Bedlam, Tanp, Jolly Roger, Dragon, Topcat
>>>>[Tommorow sounds good, but the Guttersnipe?  Well I've gotta talk to
Tice about that Helmet.  Talks to yous later]<<<<<
        --Johnny M <Matrix-god/Bug-killer>

*****Private: Allistair Tice
>>>>>[Hey Allistair,  Can ya hook me up with a Sec. Grade Helmet.  I'm goin'
on a little run and I kinda need to have one to protect the gear.  Just let
me know all the gory details when ya can]<<<<<
        --Johnny M <Matrix-god/Bug-killer>

*****Private: Johnny M
>>>>>[Yeah, I can fix you up with one. But it'll cost.  Here's what I'm
charging.  <encrypted> nuyen]<<<<<
        --Allistair Tice <12:15/05-01-56>

*****Private: Allistair Tice
>>>>>[Jesus Christ, that's a lot of nuyen for a little helmet, but I'll pay.
Here's the dough.
        Transfer: 1500 nuyen to the account of Allistair Tice
There ya go. Nice doin' biz with ya.  Will keep in contact, I may need ya
later]<<<<<
        --Johnny M <Matrix-god/Bug-killer>

*****Private:  Bedlam, Tanp, Jolly Roger, Dragon, and Johnny M
>>>>>[Well, I thought I was still busy, but it looks like Geno's disappeared
on me.  I've got 'frames running all over to pick up the info for whatever
it was that he wanted, so I figure my job's done.  I can't handle all that
time lurking anyways.  Starting to feel that little tingle.  I know Bedlam
and Johnny know what that means <G>.  I may be running a tad late for the
Guttersnipe meet.  Have a bit of shopping to do across town around that
time.  But you guys damn well better save me a spot at the bar and bottle of
MacEwen's or I'll have to test out my new dikoted manicure.]<<<<<
        --  TopCat <##@@SYSTEM CRASHED+++++

>>>>>[Hmmm...lessee if THIS works...]<<<<<
        --  To@##^^SYSTEM CRASHED+++++

>>>>>[This is it...got it this*]<<<<<
+++++SYSTEM CRASHED

>>>>>[WAAAHHHHH!!!  Johnny!  Where the hell are ya when I need ya?!  How do
I get this time-date thingy to work?]<<<<<
        --  TopCaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa* SYSTEM CRASHED+++++

+++++ACCESS DENIED

+++++ACCESS DENIED

+++++ACCESS DENIED

>>>>>[Awww, come on!  Please let me back!  I'll be good from now on, promise
and all that drek.]<<<<<
        --  Katz! (ok, it's really TopCat this time, but don't let Katz know
I'm using her deck, ok?) <01:03:02/5-1-56>

>>>>>[Thank you Mr. Sysop!]<<<<<
        --  TopCat <01:03:58/5-1-56>

*****Private:  Johnny M
>>>>>[I really really really wanna do that cool time-date thingy!  Mind
giving an old chummer a couple of pointers?]<<<<<
        --  TopCat <01:05:32/5-1-56>

*****Private:  Suzanne Guiseppe
>>>>>[Suzy-babe!  Long time no war!  Was wondering if you could maybe kinda
see it in your most wonderfullest of hearts to, well...you*

+++++LINK TERMINATED
+++++HAVE A NICE DAY!]<<<<<
        --  TopCat <01:09:42/5-1-56>

*****Private:  TopCat
>>>>>[Just cut to the chase, moron.]<<<<<
        --  Suzanne Guiseppe <01:09:58/5-1-56>

*****Private:  Suzanne Guiseppe
>>>>>[Ummm, *ahem* since you put it so nicely.  I need my toys.  Yeah, that
means the whole arsenal.  The Predator, the Viper, and the Alpha (I miss my
baby!).  Along with my wardrobe.  The long coat and that stuff would just
get in the way.  I need the armored bodysuit with my jacket.  I know I owe
you for some of that still, but I've got the money finally.  No kidding...
one sec!

+++++TRANSFER FROM ACCT >>encrypted<<
+++++TO ACCT >>encrypted<<
+++++AMOUNT = 4,000 Nuyen
+++++TRANSACTION COMPLETED

There ya go!  All paid up, finally.  So what do ya say, huh?  Can I have my
toys now?]<<<<<
        --  TopCat <01:16:55/5-1-56>

*****Private:  TopCat
>>>>>[Hmmmm, you know if you'd waited one more week I woulda sold the lot.
They've been kept in nice shape and all while you were gone, which was a
fraggin long time I might add!  But I'll let you have them.  But you now owe
me for storage on all that stuff for...3 months?  Lessee, mil-spec weapons
maintained and safeguarded for 3 months will run you another 2K.  Pay up and
you'll be let in the door.  You know where I am.  TTFN!]<<<<<
        --  Suzanne Guiseppe <01:19:40/5-1-56>

*****Private: Suzanne Guiseppe
>>>>>[I guess I can live on ramen noodles for another month or so...

+++++TRANSFER FROM ACCT >>encrypted<<
+++++TRANSFER TO ACCT >>encrypted<<
+++++AMOUNT  = 2,000 Nuyen
+++++TRANSACTION COMPLETED

Easy come, easy go...]<<<<<
        --  TopCat <01:21:03/5-1-56>

*****Private: TopCat
>>>>>[You're breaking my heart, kid...]<<<<<
        --  Suzanne Guiseppe  <01:22:15/5-1-56>

>>>>>[I would have send this earlier, but i don't having much free
time lately watching Flute with the other doctor here.  Before the
visit von this Olorin person (i still don't know how he was get in),
i would say Flute had little chances to survive.  Now she is stablize
and will sure live, but she is still not wake up yet.  We have done
some neurologische tests, but it is still not sure how many damages
are permanent and how many will heal.  I really needing more sleep.
Last night, i thought i was seeing some lights from her room, but
when i went to look, all is dark.  I think i'll take a sleep now,
ich bin sau muede.]<<<<<
        -- Basilisk <10:43:28 GMT/01.Mai.56>

***** Private: Kor, Gryffin
>>>>>[I don't know what happened, but I've never seen the likes of this...  I
paid 2tone a house call last Night.  He's not at all well, it's as he's
deteriorated, He's covered in welts and bruises. He's incoherent . it's as if
he's been weaving and casting through the night.
I've seen no sign of brimstone, I'm doing what I can for him now. I've
finnaly gotten him to fall asleep.  This is not pretty.  I'm going to set a
watcher over him and I'll see what I can do about your earlier request.

I just had an Idea I'm going to set a couple of wards.  See what happens.
I'll explain my thinkin' a little earlier on.  right now I've got work to
do.]<<<<<
        -- GoD<isallway/swatchin>

>>>>>[Army of Darkness...I think I might have that somewhere.]<<<<<
        --  Christopher Tarleton <Dark/Angel>

*****Private: TopCat
>>>>>[TopCat.... I gotta straight SNAFU and request back-up. Abort
mission... I need some help. This week's been pure hell. I've lost
Tools... Can you bring the Concrete Crew over to Europe? I am really in
need of some help here....]<<<<<
     --  Genocide <15:11:32/01-MAY-56>

***** Private Dashira
>>>>>[I'm still alive, but I don't know for how long.... I got set up...
Get ahold of Razor.. Tell him I need him. I don't care what you say or
offer him... Prep transport for some back-up shuttling over from Seattle,
maybe that'll be TopCat unless he's preoccupied... I don't even know
what he's been up to the last days... Keep McDonald outta this - tell him
he's got to trust me... Later..]<<<<<
     --  Genocide <15:13:12/01-MAY-56>

>>>>>[  That looked like a hell of a lot of fun, Ryuga.  I don't know if I
could have had enough willpower to allow the spirit to remain in existence,
but it was fun to watch anyhow. <chuckle>  ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 15:01:01/5-01-56 >

*****Private: Ryuga
>>>>>[Need a new ID/etc?  No problem.  I can handle that,
of course there is the small fee.  But I can over look that
for a 'brother'.]<<<<<
        - David Etherial
          Tri-Ceo
          Ceals Corp. and Industries

***** Private: Kor, Griffyn
>>>>>[I found some Something I think, but it's not much help it's just some
preparations, a shoppig list of materials.  There's a brief description of
Brimstone butit's nothing we don't all ready know in anycase. I'll scan what
I've got.  Fortunatly 2tone is out for the count.  here goes nothin'

+++++ Scan Txt (y/n):y
+++++ Scan to file
+++++ File name| 2tone.txt
+++++ Scanning............................................
+++++ Attach Name| 2tone.txt
He's still out.  I haven't seen hide nor hair of Flame head.  What more do
you want of me.  I suggest no one attempts anymore entries in here.  It wont
be pretty I think he's lost it completly these traps and screens aren't
deadly they are uncanny.  If you aren't recognized you die it's that simple.
I'll see what I can do about undoing acouple so as to leave a small,
unnoticeable hole let me know when you are on your way. WHat else do you need
done?  Oh shit later ******LINK TERMINATED AT SOURCE!!!]<<<<<
        --  GoD <isallway/swatchin>


>>>>>[I don't see the draw to this series of movies.  Just seems dumb to
me.

Evil Dead, Evil Dead II, and Army of Darkness are available at >>LTG<< if
anyone is interested in downloading or just viewing.]<<<<<
        -- Trixie <17:25:19 / 05-01-56>
           Head of Operations
           Industrial Sound and Magic

>>>>>[Magic doesn't exist?!  Its all done with mirrors and holograms?  I hate to
disapoint you, "disbeliver", but I've seen (and done) alot of things using magic
that can't be faked with holograms.  After all, its kind of hard to fake an
earth elemental rising from the asphalt and crushing a car (and passangers) like
a beer can.]<<<<<
        -- Lou <11:28:56/01-05-56>

>>>>>[Wasn't Army of Darkness that really _bad_ B-grade movie that came out in
the 1990s?  I seem to remeber seeing it some where . . . .]<<<<<
        -- Irish <11:41:16/01-05-56>

>>>>>[Trixie, Trixie, Trixie.  Some of us just prefer imagining
what's going on in the actor's heads instead of having the whole
thing spoon fed to us.  It's just a taste thing.

Hope you enjoy the next installment.  I know I'm looking forward to
it.... wanker.

+++++file: freddy_toon_V.movie

By now, the sea of poodles as reached the top of the desk.  More and
more of them are beginning to climb up Freddy's leg - led by a very
frazled and burnt "Poodle-with-a-Mohawk".  Freddy begins screaming in
an uncomfortably high, whiny voice.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (13:48:23 / 05-01-56)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

>>>>>[Hy Freddy, Someone out there has really made it their life function to
humiliate you... and no it's not one of us fraggin' Mages, although setting a
watcher outside your bedroom door to spew some sort of livly banter would be
kind of fun.... If I dodit I get a whuppin'....<GRinnnn>]<<<<<
        -- GoD <isalway/swatchin>

>>>>>[I assume beer cans feature largely in your life, Lou]<<<<<
        -- Disbeliever (14:05:23/05-01-56)

*****PRIVATE: Ryuga
>>>>>[Longtime have we observed your quaint relationship with the ephemerals,
and tolerated your childish identification with their concepts of 'morality'
and 'justice'. But beware: Do not overstep yourself.

Remember your place Ryuga]<<<<<
        --  (**:**:**/**-**-**)

>>>>>[GoD, you know better than to do that.  Is your paycheck really
worth that brief feeling of satisfaction?  Well.... since I know how
much I pay you, yeah, it probably would be worth it.....

And now the continuing adventure of "Freddy Frypp and the Temple of
Poodles".

I reeeeeaaaaaallllllllyyyyyyy hope yer enjoying this Neuron Basher.

BTW, how did you manage to work this?  Never mind, I wouldn't
understand anyway.

Hey, does Kor know yer usin' corporate property to make this trash?

Hell, he's probably giving you ideas... "Dangerfield and Stormwind",
very fraggin' funny......

+++++file: freddy_toon_VI.movie

Freddy's started firing his cyber shotgun into the charging mass of
poodles.  Discombobulated poodle parts fly across the office (ala
Itchy and Scratchy).  After the fatal "dead-man's click" as Freddy
exhausts his magazine, "Poodle-with-a-Mohawk" begins his final charge,
teeth first.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (14:33:33 / 05-01-56)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

*****PRIVATE: David Etherial
>>>>>[No need to bother...I can use several from many years ago...]<<<<<
          --Ryuga
            CEO
            Ryaka Science and Tech

*****PRIVATE: Joshua's Arm
>>>>>[Your first assignment: Find all of Teutone Bleu's matrix assets
(Credit, Properties) and remove them from his accounts.

Your own expertise in matrix harrasment is also welcome. Feel free to
improvise.
Payment: 35.000 =Y=]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (14:23:21/05-01-56)

*****PRIVATE: Roanoke
>>>>>[I have an assignment for you. from your military background I assume
you are versed in demolitions. The following address >>encrypted<< needs
some major redecorations. Magical protection on-site is considerable,
therefore, remote methods are acceptable if you judge their use warranted.

The subject must _not_ be in residence when you complete your assigment.
It would be far too fast for him.

I would also reccomend civilian casualties be minimized.

Payment: 40.000 =Y= plus expenses]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (14:28:45/05-01-56)

*****PRIVATE: GoD, Gryffin
>>>>>[I believe you gentlemen are in relatively frequent contact with the
mage known as Teutone Bleu. I am willing to pay for reports on your
professional assesment of the subject, his modus operandi and capabilities.
Also, if you are interested in 'further' employment, please contact me.

Oh, and I don't think it would be necessary to bother Mr. Frypp about the
details of our personal dealings.]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (14:34:23/05-01-56)

*****PRIVATE: Child Killer
>>>>>[I want you to find the decker/rigger known as Rumormonger and
remove his eyes and thumbs. Anaesthetics are optional]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (15:21:23/05-01-56)
*****PRIVATE: M. Executor
>>>>>[Yes'm.]<<<<<
        -- Child Killer (16:34:12/05-01-56)

>>>>>[  What corporate property is that, Frederick?  I did that stuff from
home on my own equipment .. heck, but now that you mention it, we've got
some graphics guys who aren't too busy right now.  Hmmm ...  ]<<<<<
        -- Neuron Basher < 22:17:01/5-01-56 >

***** PRIVATE: M. Executor, Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[   Sorry, Exec.  I don't go around Freddy.

+++++INCLUDE:  executor.msg-050156143423

In short though, I'll give you my assessment, and I'll even do it for free.
Teutone is one twisted fragger ... but don't underestimate him.  That spirit
that for some reason sticks to him like glue is quite nasty if you're not
wise in the ways of magic.  Modus Operandi?  Hell, if he had one, I might
be able to tell you what it is.

Reccommendation:  Annhilate the spirit, and come back to pick up the
pieces of Teutone as you see fit.  There won't be much left in him without
the spirit around, and it could, quite possibly kill him if Brimstone were
to get himself erased.  ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 22:20:01/5-01-56 >

>>>>>[To whomever just told me to remember my place...my place disappeared
many thousands of years ago.  You say you have watched my "childish"
identification of ephermerals' morality and justice.  I have my own morals
and sense of justice...I identify with theirs simply because it is similar to
my own.  I try my best not to overstep myself.  I consider your threat to be
a laughing matter...there are only a few who are as powerful as I.  So
beware...do NOT threaten me any more.]<<<<<
           --Ryuga (Ab:it:pi:/ss:ed:**)

***** PRIVATE: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[I have touched down mainland.  Thanks for the assist with getting
my working gear into the country.  I will definitely have to remember you
in my will.

I need to make contact with some people here then I might head back mainland
to see if I can help GoD and Grif with TT.

Oh, by the way, don't worry about watchers outside your door.  Castor and
Pollux will attack anything that isnt mine that comes within arms reach of
you.]<<<<<
        -- Kor <21:04:00 / 05-01-56>

***** PRIVATE: GoD, Griffyn, Ryuga
>>>>>[OH...THAT WAS BRIGHT!

I have to assume that you have already read the feed that someone posted of
the conflict that Ry and Brim had.  TT is likely to suffer from some serious
burn out for a while.  He will also likely feed Brim stone everything he
has to get him back up to power (I certainly would).

Ryuga, that was probably the worse thing you could have done at this juncture
in TT's recovery.  Very poorly thought out.  And I had such high hopes
for working with you in the future.

I have sent the feed of your little, incident, to Lung, Lofwyr, and Crystal.
You are out of my league, if others of your kind want to reprimand you for
getting involved that will be up to them.]<<<<<
        -- Kor <21:06:00 / 05-01-56

***** PRIVATE: GoD, Griffyn
>>>>>[If you guys need my assistance, let me know.  Im currently in Japan
dealing with some contract work that needs to be finished up.  If only...
never mind.  That isnt an option at this time.  He is far too busy.

Maybe you can pull Dr. Vege or Bask in to assist in getting TT back on
his feet.

If things really go wrong, I can offer the assistance of my magical group for
a fee.  You might need more magical help to keep Brim away from him for a
while...at least until he is strong enough to fend for himself (not that he will
against his ally).]<<<<<
        -- Kor <21:16:05 / 05-01-56>

***** Not to: Nightingale, HAMMER
>>>>>[ This was sent to me the other day.  I have finally had time to watch it.
I assume that the person who sent it to me would like me to forward it to you.
But before I start on that, Kor would please care to contact me.  I have some
info about a little job you pulled for me a while back.

Without further ado:

+++++ video transmission enabled

A quiet voice greets you, "Come on Blitzkrieg, you have to eat sometime."
You see Blitzkrieg, a wiry-built man wearing torn jeans and a tight black
tee-shirt.  The shirt is soaked pretty through.  For one of the few times, you
can actually see more of his left arm than just the hand.  He sighs as he
watches the rain outside.

Blitzkrieg says, "I will in a little bit.  Don't worry about me."

The other person, an indian (Strikes-Like-Lightning you think) sighs and says,
"If I don't see you in a while, I'll bring the food to you."  He then watches
Blitzkrieg for a reaction.  After a few minutes of waiting he walks out.
Blitzkrieg slowly wanders across the room.

The room is quite plain.  A window looking out onto a nearby darkened street
(must be night and not in a popular part of town).  There is two small
amplifiers in the room.  By the one on the right is a decent guitar.  By the
other one, is a bass.  Nearby the amps is a rather intruiging drum set.  It
looks like it incorporates a lot of standard and some very non-standard gear.

Blitzkrieg picks up the guitar and walks slowly over to the window.  He pretty
quickly tunes it.  Once he gets to the window he starts playing.  He closes his
bloodshot eyes, and you can see the hint of tears as he starts playing.  The
tune is an improvised one, yet you can feel a large amount of pain behind the
music that isn't buried at all.  It doesn't take long for it to come through
that he has skill enough that he probably could etch out a living for himself
if he had to.  Yet that matters very little as he starts to delve deeper into
the music.
---
You see a dwarf working on a car.  The car looks vaguely familiar.  It only
takes a few seconds for the neurons to click in to realize that it is the
vehicle that Rolling Thunder was driving.  The dwarf, most likely Rolling
Thunder, seems to be trying to fine tune the engine.  He seems to be throughly
engrossed in his current endevour.
---
The room you are looking at has four occupants.  Two are in beds and two are in
chairs.  On one side of the room, there is a japanese man (Oukami you
recollect) quietly talking with Scarface.  Scarface looks completely wiped out.
You can only wonder at if he is managing to cope at all with what happened.

On the other side of the room, there is an ork, Fenris, talking quietly to
Doomsday, who is lying on a bed.  From the brief glimpse of their conversation,
you think they are talking about old-times.  For all that has happened,
Doomsday actually looks in pretty good shape.
---
You see another room that is similar to the last, yet different as well.  In
this one there is only one bed.  It is a pretty stark white room.  Sort of
reminds you of a confining room in a pysch ward.  Maybe it is even an apt
description considering who occupies the bed; Nightmare.  He too looks like he
is doing better, although his hand is wrapped in bandages.  He is currently
paying attention to a chess board.  His opponent is none other than Count von
Doom.  Both look to be completely absorbed by the game, although they are
discussing philosophy of time.  In an easy chair to the right of them, is the
beautiful Maze.  Every once in a while, she adds a comment to the discussion
and becomes a part of it, but for the most part she is reading a book (yes a
book!) of some sort.

After a few moments of silence as Nightmare considers his move, the door opens.
You can hear in the distance a guitar playing -- the sound of which is full of
sadness.  It apparently strikes a chord in Nightmare as he momentarily looks
very sad, but it is so quickly gone that you can only wonder if it ever truly
happened.

A dwarf enters the room.  He nervously clears his throat and says, "Some of my
people have heard a rumor that the Yakuza have put a large bounty on someone
named Nightingale.  Apparently, she was supposed to do a job for them, and then
double crossed them. . . well - umm - since she isn't Japanese, I thought that
maybe you might want to know."

Nightmare says something under his breath that has both the Count and Countess
undivided attention.  He sighs.

Nightmare quietly says, "You are positive that she is in country then."  The
dwarf nods.  "I'm afraid I have a rough idea on where Shadowfox is then.  You
see she specializes in stealing things.  Items or persons don't matter.  The
reason why doesn't matter.  The only thing that does is the price tag and that
she doesn't work with those she calles 'Muscle-heads.'  She is actually a quite
interesting lady, but that is not my point."

The dwarf looks scandalized.  He says, "You mean that one woman took Shadowfox
prisoner, when the Yakuza failed."

Nightmare smiles tightly and says, "She has one thing the Yakuza apparently
don't.  Timing.  If you don't believe me, then maybe others will believe this.
HAMMER had a person named 'a Collector' hire people to obtain a certain object.
That object apparently turned up in HAMMER's possesion.  He looks at Maze and
says, it was the reason I didn't stop by and visit on my last trip into
Germany.  It was Powerhouse's sword.  Apparently, 'a collector,' Nightingale,
and one other who doesn't need to be named here, stole the sword right out from
underneath Blitzkrieg.  And it affected Blitzkrieg just like he expected.
HAMMER admitted as much when I captured him a while back.  Unfortunately, I
didn't have the time then to track down the sword so it had to wait for another
opportunity."

He sighs and says, "I hate to do this . . . but I think I have an idea to lure
HAMMER out and maybe get Shadowfox at the same time.  Here's my rough idea . .
."
---
You watch the back of Strikes-Like-Lightning leave.  In silence you watch
Blitzkrieg walk over to the guitar and pick it up again.  You realize that this
is a repeat of the earlier image of Blitzkrieg.

You listen in stunned silence as he plays his heart out.  The music heralds the
pain and sadness that fills him and screams out to be heard.  The music flows
out like the rippling of a flag.  Time passes quickly and eventually he stops
playing.  He stares out the window with tears slowly flowing down his face.
You think he mouths the word, "Rebecca." ]<<<<<
        -- Scourge <13:30:30/5-1-56>

***** PRIVATE: Kor, GoD
>>>>>[  So how do you suggest that we proceed?  I don't think that we are
going to be able to help him with Brimstone in the way, and I can't really
think of a _feasible_ way to keep him away.  If TT were brought near-death,
Brimstone may become free, in which case we could take him out and be done
with it.  That's about the only viable option that I can come up with for
the moment, short of slaughtering Brimstone and TT. ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 23:21:01/5-01-56 >

>>>>>[ Hello ShadowLand.  This is Faith Kapinski of  KSPY news, and through the
help of an enterprising friend of mine, I am able to bring some news to you in
hopes that some of my questions will be answered.

It all happened just a few short hours ago.  There were reports that  Micheal
'MoonWalker' a Nova hot Rocker Star, who had burst onto the music scene a few
years ago and just as quickly vanished to parts unknown, had once again been
found, this time as a drunken slot in the barrens.  MoonWalker was reported to
have stolen a Yamaha Rapier motorcycle and be heading north.  It was then that
this reporter became involved, remembering the rumors that MoonWalker might have
also been a part time ShadowRunner and possibly the lover of the  NovaStar
Rocker known as 'Sheena'.

We were able to catch up with the speeding Rocker just outside a Luxury Estates
project in Northern Shnomish.  And here is an exclusive footage of what
transpired (unfortunately there is no sound)

+++++ Include MoonWalker video footage

The scene opens to a birds eye view of a luxury estates area of Shnomish, the
large houses and ample land obviously pricing them easily in the million Y.  To
the south of the encampment can be seen a speeding motorcylce. The camera zoom
increases and the lithe form of a Yamaha Rapier riden by a small and thin person
dressed completely in tattered rags (some of which are less than whole).  The
racer soon slides around a bend and approaches a thick but tastefully done gate
with security guards moving in from the sides to block or slow the speeder.  The
biker does not slow but rather speeds up and is able to enter the gate by
scraping along the side of a Mitsubishi Nightsky, keeping it between him and the
guards.  Once beyond the car, the Guards, now recognizable as Knight Errant
Security, open fire on the invader, catching him the shoulder and the left leg.

The rider swerves and almost wrecks, but is somehow able to miraclously aright
himself and keep on going; quickly rounding a bend before the guards can get off
a second set of shots.  A few houses down, the racer slows a bit and looks up
momentarily as if looking for a specific house, just as quickly though he
crouches back down in the seat and gives the bike full throttle.  Though the
bike is going fast, it is able to spin its tires for a brief second, leaving
behind a streaking skidmark in its wake.  The biker then heads towards a house
that resides atop a small hill, with a decently sized winding driveway, that
would effectly stop high speed approaches to the gate.  Instead, the rider goes
off the road, and onto the grass, nearly losing his ballance once again and just
barely missing the burst of bullets from a distant KE guard.  The bike trys to
accelerate, and then is suddenly taking to the air off of some terraine feature
that is not noticeble from the air.  The Rapier just barely makes it over the
stone wall of the estate, and lands shakely on the other side.


The riders luck ends there though as the bike rushes head long into a large
jumlbe of shrubery that knocks the bike from under the rider and proceeds to
hurtle him through the air towards the house and another bunch of shrubery. The
small figure is able to twist his injured body in the air and land relatively
gracelessy on the shrubery.  Which he promptly passes through leaving half of
his clothing behind and rolling out the other side.

Flashing lights can then be seen from down the road as KE responds in vehicles
to the incident at the gate.  A moment later the emense oaken Grand Door to the
house opens to show the monstrously huge form of a troll who easily fills the
otherwise oversized doorframe.  The troll is only wearing a wet bathing suit,
revealing a highly muscled body with surpisingly few easily visible dermal
deposits and a large horn on the left side of his head. The troll is holding
what appears to be a rather oversized Super War Hawk in his right hand.

The KE guards are now coming up the drive and through the opening gate.  The
troll studies the form below him for a moment and then his face lights up with
recognition and smile breaks across is large face.  He then gently scoops up the
small form with one arm, easily dwarfing the much smaller figure, as if he were
a child.  The KE guards have now sprinted to the house, were they are met at the
door by the troll and a woman with waist length black hair in a bathing robe,
who is not otherwise visible from the angle.  They confer for a moment and then
reluctantly leave the still bleeding form with the people from the house.

The scene is quickly vacated with the people exiting to the house, and KE to
their vehicles and away down the drive.  The gate closes behind them.

+++++  End Video Feed

So ShadowRunners, do any of you know what just happend?  Was that really Micheal
'MoonWalker'?  Just why was he headed to that house owned by a William Morgan?
Is it because that the Morgans are friends with the Rocker 'Sheena'?  And why
was he so bent on getting to the house so quickly when he probably just could
have easily called?

Does any one have answers or clues.?

Well, this is Faith signing off, and reminding you to...

"Have Faith in Faith" ]<<<<<
        -- Faith <17:11:25/05-01-56>

*****PRIVATE: M. Executor
>>>>>[Understood, and no serious difficulty, I expect to have some
results within three to four days.

As for harassment--I've been working on worm to crack an encryption
algorithm at the source, rendering any encryption open to a person
with the key I plant.  I am willing to field test this code on this
case, at no additional charge to you.  However, should this code be
discovered and sucesffully broken, all the pointers will be aimed at
your gut, not mine.  Also, note that this does not include the source
code, only it's results.  If the code is successful, all encrypted
messages will be automatically forwarded to you, readable through a
key similar to the PGP system that rose and fell in the 1990's.
Please contact me directly if you wish this option employed.

Obviously, the worm should be undetectable, and it's forwarding blind.
However, the gentleman in question has powerful friends, and I cannot
be sure what resources they can bring to bear on this matter.]<<<<<
        --  Joshua's Arm <22:11:43/05-01-56>

*****PRIVATE: Joshua's Arm
>>>>>[Josh--watch your ass.]<<<<<
        --  Morgan <22:14:22/05-01-56>

*****PRIVATE: Morgan
>>>>>[Of course, boss.  How's Jess, by the way?]<<<<<<
        -- Joshua's Arm <22:17:45/05-01-56>

*****PRIVATE: Joshua's Arm
>>>>>[She's been better.  Banishing that last spirit took a lot out of
her.  Huge headache, some slight bruising from the stress.  She'll be
up and running in a couple days.]<<<<<
        --  Morgan <22:19:34/05-01-56>

*****PRIVATE: Morgan
>>>>>[Cool.  Look, when she's got her feet under her again, I'd
appreciate a couple watchers on my back.  Brimstone I'm not set up to
deal with, you know?]<<<<<
        --  Joshua's Arm <22:22:22/05-01-56>

*****PRIVATE: Joshua's Arm
>>>>>[Consider it done.]<<<<<
        --  Morgan <22:24:18/05-01-56>

*****PRIVATE: Roanoke
>>>>>[Roanoke, I have been doing legwork on you for the past week and
haven't come up with a damn thing. Either nobody's heardo' ya' or you got
some close friends who know to keep their mouths shut. Anyway, I guess I
can arrange a meet. Date: May 4th, Time: noon, Place: I'll let you know
that day at 11am.  Hopefully this should give you enough time to receive
and reply to my message. RSVP when you've decided if you can show or not.
'Till then monsieur.]<<<<<
        -- Sacre Bleu <8:20pm/05-01-56>

*****PRIVATE: Sacre Bleu
>>>>>[Monseigneur Sacre Bleu, null persperation.  I can make the meet.
Just to explain a few things, I've been out of the country for a few
years, and had some good deckers seal up any loose ends that could trace
me to my new location.  I did alot of work overseas, and just recently
returned to Seattle.  But all will be explained in due time.]<<<<<
        -- Roanoke (23:52:42/05-01-56)

*****Private: Kor
>>>>>[If you think what I did was stupid that is your opinion, as a matter of
fact Lung, Lofwyr, and a large majority of the others of my kind did
something even stupider...long ago in the past...]<<<<<
          --Ryuga (Sa:dd:en/ed:by:it)

*****Private:  Genocide
>>>>>[Man, I've just stepped into another deal!  And Europe ain't really my
home.  What I can do, however is insure that the Crew makes it there, safe
and sound.  It's all free of charge and you won't have to worry about their
equipment.  My acquaintances will take care of that problem in full.  As for
someone who can handle this kind of work well?  I'll recommend a chummer of
mine, lives around Liverpool.  Name's Fast Forward and he's one of the best
I know.  Solves the problem of me breaking my engagement and having to get
over there.  I trust him and he's not "connected" in the same way I am so
these problems won't arise.  Sorry I had to split like this, but things got
too quiet too fast and I felt I was left in the cold.  Here's some
compensation for a job not-so-well-done by me...

+++++TRANSFER FROM ACCT >>encrypted<<
+++++TRANSFER TO ACCT >>encrypted<<
+++++AMOUNT = 50,000 Nuyen
+++++TRANSACTION COMPLETED

I haven't said word one to FF about this, so if you aren't interested in him
he won't know it.  If you are interested his LTG is >>encrypted<< and he can
be reached through that number at any time.  Sorry I had to bail, but things
just didn't feel right.]<<<<<
        --  TopCat  <00:43:01/5-2-56>

***** Private: Genocide
>>>>>[Done.  What's going on?]<<<<<
        -- Dashira <22:50:53/05-01-56>

*****PRIVATE:M. Executor
>>>>>[Actually, I only have a small bit of demolitions experience.  But I
have a friend who can help quite nicely.  Of course no extra expense to
you, he owes me anyway.  Checked out the place a hour ago.  Interesting
little building with all it's 'extras'.]<<<<<
        -- Roanoke (02:29:53/05-02-56)

***** Private: TopCat
>>>>>[Understood, and good eye too. I should have pulled out as soon as I
heard about Tsar, but I guess it was too late.

Watch your back though, the powers that be in the TT know you were in on
this. Please, DO NOT take this as a threat, it is only a warning I give
as compensation for putting me through to Fast Forward.

Later, TopCat]<<<<<
     --  Genocide <09:40:23/02-MAY-56>

***** Private: Dashira
>>>>>[The drek has hit the fan big-time. I'm pulling evac outta TNO, but
its easier said than done. I am out of contacts here...]<<<<<
     --  Genocide <09:43:23/02-MAY-56>

***** Private: M.Executor, Freddy Fripp, Griffyn
>>>>>[You know if I wasn't so darn loyal... I woudln't do this...

+++++ Include file: Offer.txt

I don't go past the chain to get to you, you don't go past the chain to get
to me.  He aint pretty but he's fair, and when the shit hits the fan, well
lets say he's pulled a few strings to get me home in one piece.

Gryff would agree with me on this he has no modus-operandi.  but I'd like to
tell you this, no way are any of you getting in here with out spitting blood
first.  It took me near an hour just to get past the front door. This place
is an Ethereal zoo.  If it wasn't for the fact that he needs me in here I
wouldn't have gotten this far and I'm good at drek like this.

I'm telling you this though If while I'm in here anyone of your goons decides
he want's to pop on by and say hello, There is a whole slew of surprises
waitting For'em, and there wont be much I can do but whatch'em die,
Soka?]<<<<<
        -- GoD <isallway/swatchin>

>>>>>[ What, hey!  I found it again!  This place is real wizzer.  Fraggin' hard
to find, tho'. ]<<<<<
        -- Mind Bender <03:56:16/05-02-56>

>>>>>[ Oh, geez.  Mind Bender, the mind-bendingly unschooled newbie strikes
again. ]<<<<<
        -- Mr. Fantastic <03:56:20/05-02-56>




>>>>>[ Ah, Mister Fantastic, I have not seen you about of late.  Lying low, in
apprehension of your bete noir's return? ]<<<<<
        -- Darkwatch <03:57:07/05-02-56>

>>>>>[ No way.  I ain't afraid of that old fossil! ]<<<<<
        -- Mr. Fantastic <03:57:15/05-02-56>

+++++ Initiate Trauermarsch Sequence

>>>>>[ Like, what the frag?  Dat music's screwin' wi' my deck again! ]<<<<<
        -- Mind Bender <03:58:45/05-02-56>

>>>>>[ It's just a music-playing sequence, you mindless newbie! ]<<<<<
        -- Mr. Fantastic <03:58:58/05-02-56>

>>>>>[ A piece which is familiar ... Siegfried's Funeral March, from Wagner's
Goetterdaemmerung, I believe. ]<<<<<
        -- Darkwatch <03:59:30/05-02-56>

>>>>>[ Well, at least it's not "Valkyries." ]<<<<<
        -- Mr. Fantastic <03:59:35/05-02-56>



+++++ Initiate Walkuere Sequence

>>>>>[ Ah, now that is Die Walkuere!  'Twould appear DOOM has returned. ]<<<<<
        -- Darkwatch <04:02:13/05-02-56>

>>>>>[ *Eeep*  I've got work to do, so I'll be goin' $#^$#FET@@13J@^@#
++++++ ERROR:  Unidentified Signal Splice
++++++ WARNING:  MPCP Corruption ... estimated 72%
++++++ INITIATING AUTOMATIC SHUTDOWN in 3...
                                        2...
                                        1...
++++++ LINK TERMINATED BY UNKNOWN HOST

>>>>>[ Greetings, meine Kameraden!

It is indeed a distinct honor and pleasure to find myself speaking to the
denizens of the shadows anteceding a hiatus of such extended duration, and I
should hope that there are yet individuals within these nodes who yet retain
remembrance of my person.  'Twould be reassuring that I have not yet trekked
beyond the sunset in the hearts and minds of others.

Such was the case with the dearly departed Powerhouse, who served as my knight
in the duel to the death with the dastardly Herr Ganz.  My debt to him was
great, given the dispatch with which he engaged in his efforts to
disenfranchise Ganz from his puppetmasters.  And it is only due to his
unflagging devotion and masterful execution of the crusade, armed with the
information I had accumulated, which one by one pruned the thorny branches of
the envenomed bramble which constituted his network of contacts and supporters.

Only once Hercules had slain the many and myriad heads of this underworld
hyrda was the sole survivor compelled to act with a stroke of such desperation
that he finally cause himself to be personally vulnerable and afforded me the
opportunity to direct the vile Mephistopheles to the darkest pits of Tophet,
which wants for nay more suitable destination.  And e'en then, Powerhouse
demonstrated the resolve and resourcefulness to prevent most heinous trechery
on the part of Ganz's minions, quite probably safeguarding my life.  Again, I
was in his debt.

And it comes to me that he died embracing his duty as he percieved it, staring
death and consequently failure in the face unflinching, warding and ensuring
the lives of those he cherished.  I say to all within the range of my voice,

A Noble Warrior has departed this Earth, and 'tis a sorrier place for't!

/Requiet in pace/, Powerhouse.  You shall be remembered with Honour.

Exoriare aliquis nostris ex ossibus ultor
"May from my bones an avenger arise."
                        -- Virgil

"... Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
 Push off and sitting well in order smite
 The surrounding furrows; for my purpose holds
 To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
 Of all the western stars until I die."
                        -- Alfred, Lord Tennyson, "Ulysses"

Would that I could converse further, including a narrative as to my recent
activities, but the game is afoot, meine Kameraden, and by the pricking of
my thumbs, something wicked this way comes! ]<<<<<
        -- Doctor Doom <**:**:**/*-***-**>

***** Private: Kor, Griffyn
>>>>>[Hey, Kor natives are restless, I found two bodies, last night out side
the apartment door, they aren't dead but 'll be dammed if they aren't dammed
close.  They each had Doc-wagon Tracers so I just set them off.  The stuff he
set up inside is set to kill or maim.  I'm not too comfortable in here. He
awoke last night screasmming for someone to help him, then he calmed down for
a few minutes and rambled incoherently for sometime, then went back to sleep.
 I tryed to ask him about the notes and to my surprise he answered me, it
would've been even better if I could understand it. as far as stuff inside
This appartment it's just the stuff I sent out earlier..... OH Fragg... hey
I'll give you a call later I think I have company it sounds like flamehead.
Wish me luck. I hope the wards and the rest of it hold.]<<<<<
        -- GoD<isallway/swatchin>

>>>>>["Army of Darkness"?  That one's a fuckin' riot.... just like
you, wise-ass.  Allright, jokes over, now turn this damn thing off.

+++++FILE: freddy_toon_III.movie
More saber-toothed poodles are pouring out of Freddy's desk.
The room slowly fills with a flood of technicolor poodles.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (09:03:33 / 05-01-56)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

***** Private: Chris Tarleton
>>>>>>[Hey, tell ya what..... I'll split the difference with you
eighty-twenty.  C'mon, please, fix this damn thing.]<<<<<
       -- Freddy Frypp (09:06:22 / 05-01-56)
          President
          Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

>>>>>[Hey, it doesn't go out with PRIVATE mail.  Rock 'n roll.

'Course, all that means is that nobody misses an episode of
"The Further Adventures of Freddy Frypp in Saber-Toothed Poodle
Hell".....

Hey, I wonder if there's any scantily clad co-eds or the cavewomen
from Neil's last sim around here <grin>?

+++++FILE: freddy_toon_IV.movie
The poodles are running around the room destroying everything they
can get into.  One, a neon-green poodle with an earing and a
full-body mohawk, urinates on Freddy's vidphone, shorting it and
electrocuting himself.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (09:12:22 / 05-01-56)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

*****PRIVATE: Roanoke
>>>>>[Teutone is currently confined to his residence. You must not act
while he is inside. Also, I have been informed that magical security is
_extremely_ tight. So much so that approach is not reccomended.

As soon as he leaves, put a missile through his window.]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (12:26:12/05-02-56)
*****PRIVATE: Joshua's Arm
>>>>>[Do what you consider necessary. My objective is to cause the subject
maximum inconvenience. Anything you can think of is encouraged. In his
current bedridden state, I would reccomend affecting electricity supply,
water supply... Diverting phone calls to his number... increasing noise
pollution around his residence... You are the expert, your initiative
is encouraged]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (12:32:34/05-02-56)

>>>>>[  Ah well, this is starting to get boring.  You get a reprieve for
now, Freddy ... but watch yourself.  <chuckle>

+++++SEND CONTROL MESSAGE:  shutdown
+++++DESTINATION:  poodlewerks/frypp.cfsm5150

+++++VERIFY SHUTDOWN COMMAND? (y/n) y

+++++CONTROL MESSAGE SENT ... VERIFIED.  PROGRAM HALTED.  ]<<<<<
        -- Neuron Basher < 17:22:02/5-02-56 >

***** Private: Kor
>>>>>[Oh, yeah, forgot all about the dogs....

Anyway, bring back some scalps <ha-ha>.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (12:00:00 / 05-02-56)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

***** Private: GoD
>>>>>[Moi?  Fair?  <Heee-heeee-hee-hee>.

Oh, hey, Spark dregged up the last of Neuron Basher's little
presents, so even though he's turned it off, we've decided "what the
hell?" and we're including the last installment.  Yeah, the co- uh...
nice gentleman turned it off just in time for the last installment.

This one hurts to watch....

+++++file: freddy_toon_VII.movie
"Poodle-with-a-Mohawk" is climbing up Freddy's leg and an impossibly
slow, dramatic rate.  At the height of Freddy's hip, the poodle
buried it's teeth into his crotch.  Freddy's eyes roll back into his
head as he falls backwards into the sea of poodles.]<<<<<
       -- Freddy Frypp (12:15:55 / 05-02-56)
          President
          Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

>>>>>[

+++++TAMPER WARNING:  CONSTRUCT MODIFICATION DETECTED
+++++POODLEWERKS SCENE 2b9 EXTRACTED.
+++++LINK TERMINATED.

]<<<<<
        -- PoodleWerksv1.2 < **:**:**/**-**-** >
           CFSM Uplink #5150

>>>>>[ Ahh, I see you've found the rest of the code, Freddy.. How'd
ya like the last scene?  <evil grin> I particularly enjoyed that one. ]<<<<<
        -- Neuron Basher < 10:01:30 / 05-01-56 >

>>>>>[Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha.  Real fraggin' funny, Basher.  Don't you
have something productive you should be doing?]<<<<<
      -- Freddy Frypp (13:33:33 / 05-02-56)
         President
         Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

>>>>>[There are few as powerful as me, nyah, nyah, nyah.....

Just what was that overgrown lizard ranting about? A corp Dragon...
I can hardly think of anything worse... hey chummer, remember
what happened to wassisname...was it Haesslich? Heavy weapons can
make a mess outta dragons just as easily as outta us 'ephemerals'.
Nevermind...

I went to see Flute last week. Poor kid. Still, that Olorin guy
seemed to do some good.

Ahhh....buggeritt]<<<<<
        -- Goku (depressed/depressed)

*****PRIVATE: Dark Angel
>>>>>[Hey chummer. I'm still game for a 'independent assesment' of
Farrleton's Matrix security... keep me posted on any new developments,
willya?]<<<<<
        -- Goku (14:45:17/05-02-56)

>>>>>[  Being (pretty much) in charge does have it's perks, as you know.
Hell, annoying you is pretty productive as far as I'm concerned anyway.
Besides, you asked for it, wiseass.  <chuckle> ]<<<<<
        -- Neuron Basher < 19:51:02/5-02-56 >

>>>>>[Hey, don't forget Lofwyr, the ultimate corporate dragon.

Hey, if he can beat Brimmy into his component energies, I say
let 'im.]<<<<<
       -- Freddy Frypp (14:05:34 / 05-02-56)
          President
          Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

*****Private: Genocide
>>>>>[Crap, sounds like you got yourself into some serious stuff there.
I got your message about the lack of contacts.  I've got a few 'friends'
down there.  For a small fee, they may be able to help you.

+++++INCLUDE: contact.list

Hope this helps.  Oh, by the way, I might have stumbled into a simple
run--after all this drek is sweated clean.  Good money and no hard work.
Of course, that sort of thing has a tendency to worry you.  Anyway, get
your ass out of there.  Later . . .]<<<<<
        -- Dashira <13:30:43/05-02-56>

>>>>>[Sure Freddy, let the magical phreaks mess each other up.

I was just wondering whatta hell he was ranting about 'threats' an'
'power' and shit.

Alas, poor Flute. I did not know her so well...]<<<<<
        -- Goku (16:08:35/05-02-56)

*****PRIVATE: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[You can feel proud of commanding the unflinching loyalty of your
subordinates...at least the magically active ones (Apparently the
Matrix talent is a bit less...respectful)

Very well: I agree to the price you asked for, plus 5000 =Y= extra each.
(A total of 30.000 =Y=, if my arithmetic does not fail me)for the
following:

A _complete_ dossier regarding Teutone Bleu, including all your subordinates
know of the subject: Past History, Personality traits, estimated capacities
(Measured according to the Barreto-Mills thaumaturgical scale), known
contacts, layout of magical security, prefferred summoning patterns,
information regarding the ally spirit Brimstone (Weak points, power levels,
summoning information, etc...) I also expect them to maintain surveillance
of the subject, reporting all his movements & activities until I tell
them to stop. They will also give their word to the effect that they will
not help the subject in any way against my agents.

Brimstone humilliated you. How would you like to have him obeying your
every whim for a day....?]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (17:12:34/05-02-56)

*****PRIVATE:M. Executor
>>>>>[I've pretty much cased the place.  If you can get your hands on
spec's that show structural integrity, weapons, guards, etc., hook me up
with them.  I've contacted my friend, and we're set to check the place
out soon as he get's here.]<<<<<
        -- Roanoke (13:58:43/05-02-56)



*****PRIVATE:M. Executor
>>>>>[OK, well, we should be set in a few days.  We've been watching the
place, learning the patterns of those going in and out, to minimize
outside casualties.  If you've got the specs, we'll be that much
closer.]<<<<<
        -- Roanoke (18:03:56/05-02-56)

>>>>>[Well, Goku, right now I'm kinda busy makin' my living.  I don't have
the time for a charity deal right now.

Say, next week maybe?]<<<<<
        --  Christopher Tarleton <Dark/Angel>

>>>>>[I am fairly certain that he does.  But, you do have to admit, he is
only re-enforcing your fear / dislike for "those damned deckers".

He, NB, have you run that though the simulator?  I might be interested
in having that around for a grand opening thats coming up in a couple
of months.]<<<<<
        -- Jason Stormwind <00:39:22 / 05-03-56>
           Executive Officer
           Industrial Sound and Magic

>>>>>[  Hmm .. as a matter of fact, no, I haven't run it through the simulator
yet, but that's a damned good idea.  I'll do it tonight and let you know how
it comes out.  Should be interesting to say the least.  ]<<<<<
        -- Neuron Basher < 3:39:02/5-02-56 >
           Head of Software Development
           Industrial Sound and Magic

>>>>>[To all those who had wished to visit THE Nexus, but found themselves unable due to his unfortunate lack of foresight in choosing a locale to fall comatose, my first order of business is to notify you that he is back in Seattle. Contact me privately for the address. And while I am soliciting his friends, if any of his chums happen to be especially efficient at setting up wards, your help would be appreciated.

Allow me to explain. As you might expect, Tir na Nog authorities were
as anxious to have us leave as we were to be going, a truth witnessed
by the fact that bribes to ensure our safe passage were less expensive
than the daily bribes required to prevent investigation into Nex's
startling rebirth. Thus our return to Seattle, where law enforcement
is thankfully more lax, was relatively straightforward. It was
complicated by the obscene difficulties confronted when transporting
the comatose, but one would expect no less. As I have said, Nex could
have been a bit choosier about where he collapsed.

Nonetheless, we arrived and were properly established in a new clinic.
Everyone seemed to be refreshed by the change, even if it was only in
quality of air (worse) and scenery outside the window (notably worse);
the change itself seemed to work near miracles in our psyches. Even
the peculiar bird -- which, I might add, was an interesting thing to
explain to the doctor, as I myself haven't a clue, and the Irish
seemed right at home with him -- even that peculiar bird seemed to
enjoy the difference. As his designated opener of windows, I can
attest to the fact that his activity in Seattle is nearly five times
what it was in Ulster, and I must admit that I am not particularly
pleased with this change. I myself take delight in the climate,
however, finding the more subtle weather to my liking, and finding the
new room to be lighted in a fashion which is not designed to blind.

We had only settled in for a matter of hours before Nex himself began
responding to the change. While he has yet to respond to his
environment, he began to show signs of awareness again shortly after
midnight, May first. Right in time for Beltane, I had thought
excitedly when he began to moan quietly. I admit I was disappointed
when I discovered that no amount of hand holding or name calling could
move him beyond this state, and shortly after 3, he lapsed back into
silence.

These lucid periods continued throughout the next day. Only now do I
recognize how awful I must have been those weeks with STREETWOLF, and
my heartfelt apologies go to him. I would sit and stare at his
pain-stricken features for hours, getting up every hour or so to pace,
open the window for that bird, or simply stare vacantly down the
hallway.

Unfortunately, just as things seemed to be getting better, and Nex was
beginning to form coherent sentences again, they took a drastic turn
for the worst. Unfortunately, as my time is nearly out, I will need
detail these in another post. I promise to return within the
day.]<<<<<
        --  Shekhinah  < 20:25:12 PST / 05-02-56 >

>>>>>[Heh. Nice place, Bedlam. Even if ya do eat dandelions. I'm jeest about packed, and oughta be ready ta fly in about 3 hours.

And hey, ya'll, you ain't gonna believe this. I didn't. But Bedlam
brought pix, so I'd know what ta look fer when it came swoopin' thru.
Had ta digitize it.

+++++INCLUDE: banshee.pix

This is a still-frame photo of a Banshee LAV sitting on a short thrust
cushion in a warehouse. The sides have been layered with simulation
wood panelling, and the whole vehicle has been painted a lovely shade
of Metallic Piss Green. Spraypainted on the starboard side is a
message: HONKY LIPS.

This is what we're supposed to be cruisin' borders in, low-profile.
The family-motherfraggin'-truckster. Can you even believe this? I can
hardly wait 'til the Salish boys getta loada this!]<<<<<
        --  Jolly Roger  < 08:43:49 PST / 05-02-56 >

*****Private:  Genocide
>>>>>[I'll watch my back for as long as I can.  If they want to track me all
the way to Chicago, more power to 'em <G>.  Fast Forward is a good guy, I'd
trust him with my life.  Although I gotta say he's a bit, ummm, jumpy at
times.  He's wired to the gills so every time someone moves fast-like, he
gets excited.  Just stay cool around him and he'll make like a snowman.  And
if things get heavy, it's nice to have a guy like FF around.  (I've seen him
kill men who had only just started to reach for weapons or take a swing at
him.)  Good luck and safe travels.]<<<<<
        --  TopCat <00:39:33/5-3-56>

*****PRIVATE: M. Executor
>>>>>[Gotcha.  I need to know why he is confined to the building, and
when, if possible, he may be departing.  You want a missle thru the
window.  Why, is there stuff inside that needs to be destroyed?  If
anybody you know has any ideas as to what is inside, I need to know.
That way I can use the most effective 'device' to frag up anything
and everything importent.  And yes, magical security here is tighter than
the hoops of most corps.  Quite a spectacular sight, in Astral Space of
course.

I need to know if anyone else is 'attending' to Tuetone's confinement.  I
think I remember you posting about some guy, name of Joshua's Arm,
perhaps?  Maybe some combined efforts may be in order if such is the
case.]<<<<<
        -- Roanoke (01:18:23/05-03-56)

>>>>>[Well...it's a living...

Ok, Freddy, eighty-twenty it is.  You really gotta stop getting people do to
this to ya, man.]<<<<<
        --  Christopher Tarleton <Dark/Angel>

>>>>>[Don't even.....

See, now the gaddam deckers and fraggin' mages are gangin' up on
me.]<<<<<
       -- Freddy Frypp (09:00:12 / 05-03-56)
          President
          Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

>>>>>>[Well, hell, it's a gift really.  I'm one of the few, the lucky
one whose mouths can just go on autopilot.  Sometimes our mouths even
become a little suicidal, if ya know what I mean.....]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (09:12:33 / 05-03-56)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

***** Private: M. Executor
>>>>>[Thanks, I, uh, think.

Anyway, I'll relay the message.

No way.  My own personal bad-assed ally?  Heh.  Spark, watch your
ass....]<<<<<
       -- Freddy Frypp (09:22:22 / 05-03-56)
          President
          Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

***** Private: GoD, Griffyn
>>>>>[Well, you guys pissed-off M. Executor just enough to give ya an
extra 5K.  Congrats, I'm proud of ya!

Anyway, you know the routine, everything you can find out,
capabilities, contacts, history, training, favorite sexual position,
habits, routines, haunts - the usual drekola.

How's things goin'?  You guys still in just a coupa pieces?]<<<<<
       -- Freddy Frypp (09:25:44 / 05-03-56)
          President
          Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

*****PRIVATE: Roanoke
>>>>>[Here is a detailed 3D computer map of the building. It should
contain all the information you require (Structural integrity, gas mains,
layout, etc...)

+++++INCLUDE: 3D.map

I have also a report from my agents monitoring the building. It contains
all relevant info on on-site physical security and residents movements.

+++++INCLUDE: Report.txt

I am awaiting a detailed report on magical security. But it should not be
necessary. I suggested a missile because approaching the site to plant
explosives may be extremely hazardous for you. However, you are free to
use any methods you consider necessary to fulfill your mission.

I want Teutone's home destroyed. His notes, his summoning materials, his
souvenirs and his family album (If he has one). I want the bastard to
suffer before I frag him.

The decker named Joshua's Arm is currently working on destroying all of
Teutone's matrix assets. Since the security on-site is almost exclusively
astral, you should not need his help. Of course, you may contact him
if you believe you need him]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (13:23:21/05-03-56)

*****PRIVATE: Joshua's Arm
>>>>>[Anything that frags Teutone is OK with me. However, from his
psych report I gather that he does not feel compelled to 'hide' his words
from anyone.

That may change in the next few days]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (13:26:13/05-03-56)

*****PRIVATE: Child Killer
>>>>>[Report]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (13:27:16/05-03-56)

*****PRIVATE: M. Executor
>>>>>[I'm onto him Ma'am. I know where he lives.

I'll have results in a few days]<<<<<
        -- Child Killer (14:45:12/05-03-56)

***** Private: Freddy fripp
>>>>>[Ahhh Money, It makes the world go round...]<<<<<
    -- Michael Mcknight < 11:26:43 / 05-03-95 >
       Astral Intrusions Specialist
       Occult Research Division
       Fripp Security Inc.

****** Private: Griffyn, Kor
>>>>>[ Say I'm moving TT down to that safehouse over at >>ENCRIPTED<<. I'm
going to need you to ride shotgun  with me so's we can keep Brimstone meat
hooks off of teutone.  Some of the things I've heard this guy babble would
make even Freddy's skin turn goosey... I hope Kor get's back soon I take it
you've read freddy's lil' note, Let's compare notes...  I'm plan on stacking
an aural masking and an invisibility on Teutone, I'll probabbly quicken it
but I need your help to keep flame=head at bay. If when you get here you
notice bone chalk on the grounds don't worry just make sure all the lines are
complete or well have a very hard time moving TT out of here, SOKA?]<<<<<
    -- GoD<isallway/swatchin>

*****PRIVATE: GoD, Gryffin
>>>>>[I don't trust Mr. Frypp to relay my message clearly to you.

+++++INCLUDE: Frypp.mes

That is what I want. A clear, proffesional report. Continued surveillance
(Since you appear to have the subject's confidence) and your word that
you will _not_ interfere when my agents come to complete the assignment

I thank you in advance for your cooperation]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (15:23:24/05-03-56)

*****Private: Shekhinah
>>>>>[I, for one, would like that address so that I may com
e and visit him.]<<<<<
        - Harlequin <Ha-Ha-Ha>

*****PRIVATE: Zactof, Freddy Frypp, Buzz, Christopher Tarleton
>>>>>[ShadowPriest and I are in the west end of London. We're
awaiting a stock holders meeting of Farrleton before we go hunting
decker (Riglia).

BTW: If we don't get him in a week there is going to be war out here. I
could use all the security assets Farrleton has out this way. Somebody
get ahold of the board and replace Riglia.]<<<<<
      -- Sneakthief (17:13:24 GMT / 5-03-56)

*****PRIVATE: NightBroker
>>>>>[I was told to contact you in regards to Farrleton Stock. My name
is Micheal Farrleton. My granfather started the company but Riglia
got ahold of the stock five years ago and I am now only in control
of the International BrotherHood Of Machine Workers (IBMW). We
own 10f the stock and we voted to use it to get Riglia out of
this company.

I did some reasearch and found the next largest stock owner is one
Natasha O'Gradie. I have only been able to find the name Kovak
in reference to her. Can you help me find either of these people?]<<<<<
       -- Satan's Machinist (11:17:53 CST / 5-03-56)

*****PRIVATE: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[Mr. Frypp, I was told that you could help me to supply about 115
heavily armed troops. Here are my refrences...

+++++UPLOAD: References.txt

My shopping list...

115 AK-47s with enough ammo for five clips a gun.
115 Ares Predators w/ Laser Sights and ammo for 3 clips a gun.
575 Defensive Frag Grenades

I'll also need to get you more equipment list later this week. Do you have
a pilot who can fly these items out to Vietnam?]<<<<<
        -- Saigon Rebel (17:45:56 GMT / 5-03-56)

***** PRivate: M. Executor
>>>>>[This is what me and Griffyn have come up with, It's about as complete
as it can be. included are special places of interest.  It's quite simple
Don't try to enter, and don't attemp to astrally asses or attack, It wont be
pretty.

+++++INCLUDE: Teutone.Fil

I have one problem with your proposition, I'm under contract to keep him
alive until a Particular event occurs. Until that comes to pass. I'm
obligated to do everything in my power to preserve his vital signs.
As I understand it.  You are under contract to Play the avengin' angel  on
whom ever caused the death of your employer( MR. M), as I understand the turn
of events that would be Brimstone and Not Teutone.  We were together the day
that Markanspensah had his lights turned out.  And I can safely say that
Brimstone acted on his own accord.  TT was a bit disturbed after that.

  It's come to our attention ("our" being a closely knit group of magicians)
that Brimstone is making a bid For freedom. If he does, we are all in trouble.
Killing TT will do just that.  Basically we'd like for you to back off
Teutone for a while.  While we attempt to BAnish or bind the allied spirit
Let me know what?]<<<<<
        -- GoD<isallway/swatchin>

***** PRIVATE: Freddy Frypp, GoD
>>>>>[ See, boss.  We fraggin' mages get things right every now and again.
As far as Exec is concerned, I'll give him the dossier, but I'm not gonna
let him wax Teutone.  At first I thought TT was really the one responsible,
but I really think it's that damned spirit who's really running the show.
I'll send out that dossier in a few minutes. ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 18:01:34/5-03-56 >

***** PRIVATE: Kor, GoD
>>>>>[ Meet you at the safe-house in a few. ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 18:08:03/5-03-56 >

***** PRIVATE: M. Executor, GoD, Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[ Okay, Executor.  Here's the info you wanted:

+++++INCLUDE FILE:  teutone.dossier
+++++INCLUDE FILE:  summoning.notes
+++++INCLUDE FILE:  miscellaneous.data

That should be more than enough info for you to go on.  As far as giving
my word not to interfere when your agents complete the assignment, well
that would depend on what exactly their assignment is.  Let me know what
their assignment is, and I'll let _you_ know if I agree. ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 18:14:46/5-03-56 >

***** Private: Saigon Rebel
>>>>>[You want what?  For how many?  Where?  Bah-ha-ha-ha-ha.

Bend over, this won't hurt much.

Do you know just how much I'd hafta charge you for that stuff to run
it into Indochina?  Which part anyway?  Or should I ask, who's in
control this week?  Hell, by the time I get it to you it'll be over.

Christ, last I heard they've still got the world's supply of SAMs
there......  Waitaminnit.  You wanted -47s?  They've got the world's
supply of them over there too.

Saigon Rebel <chuckle>. One piece of advice for the time being: follow
the Ho Chi Minh Trail, follow the Ho Chi Minh Trail, follow, follow,
follow, follow the Ho Chi Minh Trail.

Anyway, even if I _can_ get those weapons to you what kinda currency
am I gettin'?  I just want you to remember that once you get out of
the CFS, all of my charity work is over and done with.  Yer gonna get
full price, same as any other joker, IF I accept the contract.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (14:43:22 / 05-03-56)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

***** Private: OS^2
>>>>>[Get a load of this:

Some joker, callin' himself "Saigon Rebel" want me to find him a
hundred some odd AK-47, Pred II and a coupla dozen cases of frags,
then fly them to Vietnam!

Can you believe it?  Hey, didn't we organize some SAMs for some of
the rebels over there once already?]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (14:50:00 / 05-03-56)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

*****PRIVATE: GoD
>>>>>[Thank you for your dossier. I will make the credit transfer as soon
as possible (To Mr. Frypp, of course. I wouldn't dream of bypassing him)

A small detail: I am under no 'contract'. Mark was a friend. This is
personal. It is therefore unfortunate that your previous contract
is of such a nature. What event signals the end of your previous
contract?

I may be able to wait]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (16:23:34/05-03-56)

*****PRIVATE: Griffyn
>>>>>[Thank you for the file. payment is forthcoming.

You know perfectly well what the nature of their assignment is]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (16:23:35/05-03-56)

*****PRIVATE: Freddy Fripp
>>>>>[Here's the payment for services rendered:

+++++CREDIT TRANSFER: 30.000 =Y=

Your employees seem to be obstinately fond of that Teutone bastard.
Can you convince them to stop protecting him?

Remember... Brimstone on a leash for a day... tempting, isn't it?]<<<<<
        -- M. Executor (16:28:56/05-03-56)

***** PRIVATE: M. Executor, GoD, Kor
>>>>>[  Executor, if you'll think back for a moment, you'll remember that
I was the first in line to take out Brimstone and Teutone for the needless
death of Marksanpensah.  I now believe that Brimstone was the controlling
force, and NOT Teutone, so that changes things a little, as you surely can
understand.  I'm perfectly willing to let you do whatever you like to
Brimstone (hell, I'll even help you!) but I'll not allow you to harm Teutone.
I promised a friend that I'd do all I can to help Teutone out, and that's
exactly what I intend to do.  ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 22:04:03/5-03-56 >

***** Private: GoD, Griffyn
>>>>>[C'mon guys, at least make it look tough.  Jeeze, the details
get straightened out this morning and yer already producing results.

Yer givin' me a bad name <grin>.

Please, please, please, please, please, pretty-please let 'em get in
at least a few good shots.

Sounds to me like somebody's gonna try puttin' a move on Bonehead
'casue she's offered me the service of Brimstone for one day.

Just think of the possibilities.  My own personal somebody else's
ally.  Imagine the look on the Imperial Governor's face when Brimstone
rides into his office.

Think about it.]<<<<<
       -- Freddy Frypp (16:20:33 / 05-03-56)
          President
          Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

***** PRIVATE: Freddy Frypp, GoD
>>>>>[  One word boss:  No.  Besides, I wouldn't trust old Brimmy as far as
I can throw him, even if he were bound.  Not a good idea.  ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 22:35:03/5-03-56 >

>>>>>[Well, I'm ready to go, just got meself a littttle tanked here. befor I
board the tank.  Them bugs ain't gonna stop us.  BTW, Roger, I helped pay
for that paint job, and I think it damn good.  Obvious, but good.  Well I
better get going. Gotta get a few more things set in order before I head out
to Chi-town.  Talk to ya chummers at the warehouse.]<<<<<
        --Johnny M <Matrix-god/Bug-killer>

>>>>>[I'm sorry for the delay. I have only so long, again, as my companions will allow me; Nex is back to requiring a near full-time watch. As I said earlier, he has taken a nasty turn for the worse. And again, I ask that you indulge me, and grant the opportunity to explain.

It was nearly dawn on the second, and I was sleeping fitfully, not
having quite adjusted to the time shift just yet. The wan light of
morning, further foreshortened by the haze over the city, was
beginning to replace the chemical glow of the streetlights. I blinked,
looking around for what had awakened me -- it was the rustle of
feathers. I sighed, preparing to go to the window again, when my eyes
focussed on the room, and noticed two very peculiar things, in
extremely rapid succession: first, that the bird was circling and
diving above THE Nexus, and was not at the window at all; the second,
more alarming, was the bluish light that was surrounding Nex. The
bird's peculiar flight alerted me that something was amiss; as has
become habit, I reached within myself and opened to assense.

I cannot say for certain what I saw; nor could I say for certain what
it looked like. I am reminded of the works of one H.R. Giger, most
famous for his then heretical set of renderings entitled The
Necronomicon, though his other work, Aliens, is that which draws me to
recollect. Large teeth, strands of drool, vaguely lizardlike skin...
it is all too strange for my mind, even after sharing Nex's darkest
memories, to contain. I remember seeing the bird swooping, driving for
what must have been eyes -- then I was back in realspace, staring at
the invisible fray, my cheek stinging from Dr. O'Keefe's slap.

"Help him HERE," he commanded, and I looked back at him, dumbfounded,
as he stepped forward, reaching toward Nex. A spark leaped from Nex's
swelling aura, and I could swear I heard O'Keefe mutter, "Ooh. Nice,"
as he let himself down to the floor and released his psyche into the
astral.

Still a bit shocked, I watched as the aura around THE Nexus grew,
sparks arcing to the bedrails and the lamp, exploding the lightbulb.
Bruises began appearing all about Nex's face; his arm began erupting
blood at an alarming rate. I had not been witness to this end of
astral combat before; I must confess, it is quite unnerving.
Meanwhile, the birds swoops and dives began migrating away from the
bed, toward the window. Soon, the bird ceases flying, roosts on the
sill. I stand and approach the bed, taking care to step around the
good doctor's prone form. As I approach Nex, he begins to "cool down,"
the intensity of the light diminishing, the sparks becoming less
frequent and less intense. I begin the healing rituals. When the aura
completely fades away, the blood leaking from his arm had become a
mere dribble; the sheets were soaked, and the bedside was cherry red.
I thought, as I prepared to lay on hands, that I could see a gash
across his stomach, and that his intestines were clinging to the
sheet, but then I touched him, and things warped; his injuries erased
like a poorly sketched portrait, the vast wounds contracting into
tight lines, leaving at last only a laceration on his arm, which
continued to slowly ooze visible to my eye. As the force of the spell
washed through me, I myself fell unconscious.

When I awoke, STREETWOLF was busy over Nex. Various medical
paraphernalia had been moved into the room, and several candles,
sigils, and other mishmash had been arranged about the room. Beside
him, O'Keefe looked truly weary; I fear he fared only little better
than Nex, though the wounds were not so obvious. Beleagured myself, it
took enormous will to stand and join my efforts to the spell the two
were weaving -- truly more than I understood, but the mana seemed to
understand its direction. Since that time, we have been working, hand
in hand, to sustain that spell, stopping only briefly to rest,
spelling each other in hour long shifts.

I repeat my request now: any of Nex's chums who might be adept in the
ways of warding, please do contact me privately, as soon you are
able.]<<<<<

*****PRIVATE: Satan's Machinist
>>>>>[My resources point me toward several blind leads; the estate to which you refer is currently being held under guardianship to an individual whom my sources casually inform me has not been conscious long enough to take charge of it. My belief is that Natasha O'Gradie's voting privileges will, at this time, be handled by her nearest relative, although I am not entirely certain on how her stock is chartered.

Will make an effort to forward the message. Also, if you would be
interested in establishing a proxy to Rathor, of Vathor Industries, I
would be happy to handle that. I could also ensure a fair market
price, should you wish to sell those shares.]<<<<<
        -- Nightbroker  <23:23:44 CST / 05-02-56>

*****PRIVATE: Harlequin
>>>>>[The address is a small, private clinic in Seattle, located at >>ENCRYPTED<<, so come as you will.]<<<<<
        --  Shekhinah  <19:16:26 PST / 05-03-56>

*****Private:  Suzanne Guiseppe
>>>>>[Heyas, Suzers.  I know you're going to hate me for this, but I've
rethought my weapon selection for this Chicago run.  Now, I need...

Browning Ultra-Power (x2).
     Rebored for magnum ammo
     Smartlink II
     Silencer
Defiance T-250 shotgun.
     Short-barrel
     Pistol grip
     Smartlink II
Steyr AUG-CSL Weapon System.
     Smartlink II
     Sound Suppressor

...sorry for the inconvenience.  You can sell my old guns to make up for the
cost of these.  I need them yesterday, so here's a payment for quick work.

+++++TRANSFER FROM ACCT >>encrypted<<
+++++TRANSFER TO ACCT >>encrypted<<
+++++AMOUNT = 2,000 Nuyen
+++++TRANSFER COMPLETED

All need to be sighted and balanced for me (I know you've got that info
stored somewhere).  Ammo, per usual, needs to be armor piercing and I'll
need 10 clips for the Brownings and 10 clips for the Steyr.  For the
Defiance I'll need 40 shells of the nastiest shot load you can find.  The
left-over cash from my previous armory should be more than enough to cover that.

Thanks for your time and effort, Suzanne.  Talk to you in a few weeks...]<<<<<
        --  TopCat  <00:00:22/5-4-56>

*****Private:  TopCat
>>>>>[I can have them done by this afternoon.  Have my people started on the
order already.  Take care of yourself out there, eh?  Would hate to lose my
favorite customer.]<<<<<
        --  Suzanne Guiseppe <00:04:47/5-4-56>

>>>>>[What do you have against the paint job on the truckster, Roger?
Seeing as how it needed a paint job really bad-like, it was all I could do
to take it into old Earl Schibe Junior's and order up the special.  Only
cost me 200 nuyen, can you believe it?  What a deal!  Suburban
camouflaged...LOL!  See ya at the Guttersnipe, chummer.]<<<<<
        --  TopCat <00:24:11/5-4-56>

*****Private: Roanoke
>>>>>[I know I'm contacting you slightly ahead of schedule, but I will be
rather indisposed for the next few hours and I wanted to be early instead
of late.  Our meet will still take place at noon today, at the Alabaster
Maiden.  I'm sure you're familiar with the establishment;  just look for
an old, yellow Yamaha Virago outside, and ask the bartender for me.  Just
to let you know if you or a buddy decide to scout the place astrally, the
bar has some nasty elemental protection (none of my doing); must be all
of the paranoid mages that show up in the place.  Anyway, until our
rendez-vous]<<<<<
        -- Sacre Bleu <6:34am/05-04-56>

>>>>>[ Hoy, shatdowkids.  Listen, I pulled some drek out of a ex-chummer
of mine -- I say 'ex' 'cause somebody Elvised him.  I think it was Black
Ice, but I'm not sure, 'cause it fragged his deck to no end.  This little
list is one file I stroked from the remains; there's another one, a big
vidclip that I think is interesting, but ...

Tell me what you think of this guest list, and if you'd want them over
for dinner.

+++++Include: guest.lst

Rhiannon Glendower, Duchess Snowdon (Female Elf): Host, England/Wales
Geoffrey, Lord Marchment (Male Human): Lord Protector, England (Druid)
Martin MacNamara (Male Elf): Brehon, Cuirt Danaan, Tir Na Nog
Lady Brane Deigh (Female Elf): Seelie Court, Tir Na Nog
Padraig (Male Elf): Order of the Sun, Moon, and Stars, Tir Na Nog
Jenna Ni'Fairra (Female Elf): Prince, Tir Tairngire
Lofwyr (Male Great Western Dragon): Prince, Tir Tairngire; Saeder-Krupp
Roger Soaring-Owl (Male Human): Ares Macrotechnology
Verene' (Female Feathered Serpent): Aztlan; Aztechnology
San-Yo Ohara (Male Human): Fuchi Industrial Electronics
Samba Oi (Male Human): Mitsuhama Computer Technologies
Yuki Watanabe (Female Human): Renraku Computer Systems
Jerri Howard/Ryoi Shiawase (Female Human): Shiawase Corporation
Buttercup (Anima Free Spirit): Yamatetsu Corporation
Nahid Mostafavi (Female Human): Denver Data Haven
Jonathan Pope' (Male Human): Puebloi)*H)# H 08 t0nN)* H 802 ty0hN)8
niotoOIHDOHWO)THh*)@**ohno***)*#y8h028050hBPOVH)H@*TH02nt08h80nb208508y
                  IPngP<IERDBLACKIC>*(@[REDACTED] at [NPNV089w46n-N])*@)*HTnie0g
NWPI#@T$J) (-9 uU @ -9 j- T_(u-92- UY)@[6 p] at [t08YQT](@QU 6y@ u

+++++Kill: guest.lst

As you can see, it gets fragged right there.  But as far as I can tell,
they have people from at least five lesser corporations as well as the
UCAS, CAS, the Sioux and the Ute nations.  All of this drek is taking
place at Harlech Castle.  Frag, from what vid I've salvaged so far,
there are five fragging dragons there!!

Somebody tell me what the frag's going on??  Please??? ]<<<<<
        --  Meghan the Red <11:45:32/03-MAY-56>

>>>>>[A panzer that lights up and yells "WE'RE HERE!!!!".  If you were in the
military you should be shot for that.]<<<<<
          --Gunny (07:30:30 GMT/05:04:56)

>>>>>[Hey, Meghan, I found that guest list quite interesting.  I think
what's going on is that some clever little devil finally figured out how to
create a significant disturbance in the existing social order by inviting
all of the big whigs to dinner then blowing the whole fragging castle
down over their corp-lovin' heads. That'll be cool!!
But seriously, if somebody's got enough clout to get all of these
fraggers in the same room together, you can count on some major, devious
planning goin' down on somebody's part.  You can also count on some major
security, but of course that's not always a problem for some of us. <Hee hee>
By the way, just how red are you?  I mean, they must call you Red for
some reason. (I like red-heads, hunny)]<<<<<
        -- Sacre Bleu <6:45/05-04-56>

*****PRIVATE: Kor
>>>>>[Kor; When I fought Brimstone, I learned a few things.  1) He was about
a week from being able to break free of Teutone.  My fight with him set him
back about three weeks to a month.  2) He is in the process of hiding his
life force.  This makes him extremely vulnerable, plus it is a reason as to
why he needs to keep Teutone around.  He needs Teutone as a "Life well".
 Another thing...he needs Teutone to protect him from Dispellings.  The best
course to buy time is to attempt to isolate Teutone from contact with
Brimstone.  This is highly difficult as the spirit and Teutone have a link
between them, since Brimstone is Teutone's "ally".  The best course to help
Teutone is to gain control of the vessel that contains Brimstone's life
force.  The difficulty lies in where this vessel is.  And you can figure out
where to find that information at.]<<<<<
          --Ryuga (22:00:30 PDT/ 05:03:56)

***** PRIVATE: Freddy Fripp, Griffyn
>>>>>[It was quite simple really.  This was stuff we had jotted
down previously, cuz if you remember, we were trying to keep an
eye on him before any of this drek started.  But boss, I wouldn't
bite on the bait just yet,  Brimmstone is makin' his bid for
freedom, any harm comes to Teutone, and we have a psychopathic
Free-spirit roamin the streets unchecked. Can you say "I'm not
havin' it"?  also, we are bound to keep TT alive and Flame-head
away from him until Kor Gets back from where ever, then I guess an
attempt will be made to separate the two and then the binding of
the spirit.  there isn't anything to gain from killing the man if
the spirit goes free. And I would rather face a hail of bullets,
then to have Kor turn me into something not soo pleasent. You
would like to have him do that wouldn't you?]<<<<<
        -- GoD < 06:48:28/05-04-95 >

***** Private: Gryffin, Kor
>>>>>[I'm moving him today Gryff.  I almost have the spells
quickened but I'm going to need some help on masking the stack
astrally.  Besides I think TT is coming around I'm trying my
darnest to keep him unconsious for as long as possible and this is
not easy.  Get back up here as soon as possible.  be careful on
your way in, I keep seeying the same faces in diferent bodies if
you know what I mean...]<<<<<
        -- GoD < 06:55:33/05-04-95 >

>>>>>[Hmmm...no lights on it, yet.  That may have to come out of my next
paycheck <G>.  And we aren't in the mil, thank whatever gods there are.]<<<<<
        --  TopCat <07:15:13/5-4-56>

>>>>>[I actually like the woodie, man!  It's a gas.]<<<<<
        -- Tanp <07:26:00/05-04-56>

>>>>>[HA!  You probably don't know anything about tactics...do you?]<<<<<
          --Gunny (15:00:30 GMT/ 05:04:56)

***** Private: GoD, Griffyn
>>>>>[Plbthpt.  You guys just aren't any fun anymore.  C'mon, having
somebody else's ally kicking the hell outta your enemies.  How hard
can he be to control, if you've got your head screwed on
straight?]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (09:22:33 / 05-04-56)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

>>>>>[ Teutone Blue --

Yes, we are 'self-appointed regulators' -- but then, there are vigilantes
everywhere you turn today.  And if not us, who?  If not now, when??  And
we have quarrel with every self-appointed demigod who carries him or herself
under the delusion that Might Makes Right.  If you believe that old drek,
then we're perfectly willing to put the concept to the test.

Be fragged.

And have a _nice_ day. ]<<<<<
        --  Oriphin (8:15:06/5-4-56)
            Chief of Secure Operations
            Followers of Geeker's Path

***** PRIVATE: GoD, Kor
>>>>>[  I'm on my way in, GoD.  I should be there within about a half an
hour or so.  (And don't worry, I'll keep Flame-head away and TT under while
you finish up.)  See ya in a few, chummer.  ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 16:21:04/5-04-56 >

>>>>>[  Hey Oriface, I don't think Teutone is going to be able to get back
to you on that one in the near future.  He's kind of indisposed (well ..
unconcious anyway) at the moment.  ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 16:23:04/5-04-56 >

***** PRIVATE: Freddy Frypp, GoD
>>>>>[  *sigh*  It'd almost be worth it to get to watch you try to control
old flame-head, but my answer still remains.  No.  ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 16:25:04/5-04-56 >

*****PRIVATE: Nightbroker
>>>>>[I can't proxy out the stock. I'm the union represenative and I have
to vote by what our people say.

Who would O'Gradies relative be?]<<<<<
        -- Satan's Machinist (11:07:34 CST / 5-4-56)

>>>>>[I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery!]<<<<<
        -- Tanp <11:20:00/5-4-56>

***** PRIVATE: Ryuga
>>>>>[Thank you for the information but I already knew that.  I thank you for
the extra time but you could have explained yourself quite a bit better for
you went off, seemingly, half-cocked on some hair brained idea.  I respect your
abilities, power, and control over magics but, unlike current day users of
magic, you did not, as far as I can tell, EARN that power.  From all of the
research that I have done it is inherent to your very nature.  Because of
that you need to be more careful when and where you use it.

I have been in contact with the others.  I think we will be able to pull
this off, assuming nothing goes wrong  --  like someone interfering where they
arent wanted.]<<<<<
        -- Kor <16:20:29 / 05-04-56>

***** PRIVATE: GoD, Griffyn
>>>>>[ UGH ]<<<<<
        -- Kor <16:20:30 / 05-04-56>

>>>>>[ Sacre' Bleu, learn some of the Queen's English.  Or, if you're one
of those Frenchmen, don't bother.  And yeah, I'm a redhead.  So?

And, um, like I said -- my friend is now an ex-friend.  I'm still slicing
the plazz off the dump I got from his deck, but as soon as I get something,
the Denver Nexus is gonna be the first to get a copy.  No way I'm gonna keep
this anywhere less secure.... ]<<<<<
        --  Meghan the Red (10:00:00/4-MAY-56)

>>>>>[ Mssr. Griffyn, so I noticed.  I may need to settle on dining on his
unconscious body, and my allies upon his own.  I might suggest that you move
him from his current location; he's such a good target right now, I'm almost
too tempted to stay out of it long enough to let you and the rest of your
people 'finish' my work for me.  As for you -- don't mispronounce my name
name again.  Duey is forgiving; I'm not. ]<<<<<
        --  Oriphin (10:14:52/5-4-56)
            Chief of Secure Operations
            Followers of Geeker's Path

>>>>>[ Oh, and to the scum-pissant who hates vampires so much -- look to
your own metatype, drek-hoser, and remember the Night of Rage.  Look to
the Bug City, and how much the 'evil' ghouls have done to salvage that
accursed city.  Think about what your narrow-minded views are, then, if
you still think that vampires should be hunted down and exterminated, come
talk to me and my friends.  I'm certain we'll change your point of view,
if only for a few seconds of your life... ]<<<<<
        --  Oriphin (10:15:24/5-4-56)
            Chief of Secure Operations
            Followers of Geeker's Path

>>>>>[  Don't you worry about that, Oriphin, he'll be moved soon.  As far
as finishing your work is concerned, as long as your work is not directed
at Teutone, but at the ally, we'll have no disagreements.  I wouldn't suggest
coming after Teutone, however.  ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 19:00:04/5-04-56 >

***** PRIVATE:  Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[ Yes, we sent some SAMs over to SouthEast Asia.  What used to be
Cambodia, actually.  However, we might want to involve ourselves in Mr.
'Saigon Rebel's cause, if we can confirm his politics.  Find out how
much he is willing to spend while we examine his background -- and keep
him online for as long as you can. ]<<<<<
        --  OS^2 (11:11:11/5-4-56)

>>>>>[ Griffyn, you're not in much of a position to suggest much of
anything -- but please, move him away.  We can get what we require from
the scene of his so-recent wounding.  And as for his ally -- we've
dealt with them before.  If it's truly bound, and Teutone's death will
free it, it becomes a much easier target.  Some of my people are already
investigating. ]<<<<<
        --  Oriphin (11:38:52/5-4-56)
            Chief of Secure Operations
            Followers of Geeker's Path

>>>>>[  Whenever you're ready, you can find out whether I'm in a position
to suggest or not.  You do not frighten me, Oriphin, and you shall not
harm Teutone.  ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 20:02:04/5-04-56 >

>>>>>[But you don't know as much as this ex-Green Beret...]<<<<<
          --Gunny (20:15:30 GMT/04:05:56)

>>>>>[Orifin Chummer, Your holier than YOU attitude is just about to bring me
to the brink.  I'll tell you what, I can guarantee that there is nothing you
can do TO me or my associate that WE haven't over come or lived through.
As soon as this is over with I welcom you, No.., I dare you to come and bring
the pain And then you will learn why I am GoD and you are NOT!!!]<<<<<
        -- GoD<isallway/swatchin>

***** Private: Josh Mcnight
>>>>>[HEy little man, GEt a hold of Star, Felicia, and see if you can get a
hold of Blaster, I'm tired of all of these wannabe corporate over lords...
I'm laughin josh... You know I mean bussiness]<<<<<
        -- GoD<isalway/watchin>

***** Private:Kor
>>>>>[ What do you say? how are things on your neck of the woods.  I know my
recent ost my cause some grief on your end.  But where I'm from you don't
threaten people and then expect them to go hiding. I'm tired of all power
hipe. You down for a little Mana-duel whne ya get back?]<<<<<
        -- GoD<isallway/swatchin>

*****PRIVATE: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[I wanted -97s. I'll pay full price plus delivery. The currency
will be nY.

BTW: Do you have a plane that can be used to transport troops or good
for airborne command post?]<<<<<
        -- Saigon Rebel (17:12:02 GMT / 5-04-56)

>>>>>[ Hey Oriphin!  One, who are you referring to when you say "to the
scum-pissant who hates vampires so much?"  Two, why are you so interested in
favouring the vampires over metahumanity?

Let me say this, you are holding humans responsible for the Night of Rage.
Nothing magical happen that night.  No wraiths, no things playing on people's
emotions or any of that drek, right?  Just one over anxious cult and human's
fear of the unknown, right?

And let me guess, that means you are going to blame Jews for the holocaust in
World War 2, or the arabs for all the deaths that have happened over Israel, or
Palestine, or whatever the frag it is.  (I suppose it all depends on just who
you asked.)

Or maybe this instead -- say the Vietnamese are responsible for all the
bloodshed that has happened in their country even though most of it was caused
from imperialism from outside nations.

It comes down to fear, neh?  I fear something, so my innate "metahuman" nature
means I should go out and kill it.  You are condemning him, her, or it, because
that person fears something and is willing to do something about it to make the
world a better place in their mind, yes?  If so, HOW THE FRAG DO YOU GO
SHOPPING?  You are telling us, that you don't have any prejudices against
anything?  You don't favor one thing over another when buying an item.  One
company of another despite differences in quality of the good in question or
the fragging cost.  No!  You treat everything equal, so if you buy a good from
Saeder-Krupp, you will buy one as well from Ares no matter what the fragging
cost.  No, you CANNOT have any prejudices because you are willing to preach to
us, and teachers aren't allowed to have those.

Frag off!  And furthermore, I know of a person who absolutely hates vampires,
yet he willingly let a vampire walk away.  Why?  I think it is because just
because that person fears something doesn't mean he/she/it has to go out and
kill it.

Bug City, now there is any interesting topic.  Now let me tell
irut0918435711!$#@$^&$#0CGR

+++++ link terminated ]<<<<<
        -- Ratspeak <14:05:40/5-4-56>

>>>>>[ There some topics that just shouldn't be talked about, Ratspeak.  You
still haven't learned that.

Hey Oriphin, what are your answers to his questions though?  I don't
necessarily (which turns out to be most of the times) agree with Ratspeak, but
he does deserve to be answered with out resorting to violence. ]<<<<<
        -- Scourge <14:09:12/5-4-56>

>>>>>[FIVE dragons?!  Plus all them politicos?  You know Megan, you might be
better off not knowing.]<<<<<
        -- Irish <14:33:31/03-05-56>

>>>>>[Yer a funny man "disbeliver", do you know that?  Seeing hows I'm such a
peaceful and forgiving individuale, I'll ignore your scurlious statements about
my character.]<<<<<
        -- Lou <14:37:32/03-05-56>

>>>>>[Peaceful?!? <gasp> And forgiving?! <uproarious laughter>]<<<<<
        -- Irish <14:39:20/03-05-56>

*****PRIVATE: Meghan the Red
>>>>>[Madamoiselle (you are single, non?), I am honored that you felt
compelled to reply to me. I asked if you were really a red head, 1)
because I am strangely attracted to women who have red hair
(everywhere).  I hate women who die their hair red trying to catch my
eye.  I soon learn what imposters they really are and quickly dismiss them.

Anyway, my love, I would adore meeting you and helping you in any way. I
have meager funds but my associates and I make a considerable magical
team. I look forward to you contacting me <hee hee>]<<<<<
        -- Sacre Bleu <2:30/05-04-56>

>>>>>[Whoooopie!!  Let's kick this thing in the butt and get it going.  I
have to tell you, though.  I thought the term "family truckster" was a joke.
 I kinda like the woody panels.  It makes a statement.  Rather ballsie.  Not
especially wise, but ballsie.  You guys will love the Howling Guttersnipe.
 Vinnie, the bartender, is an friend of mine.  He doesn't take a bath very
often, but he can pour a brewski with the best of them.  I'm packed and ready
to go.  I'll bring my stuff with me so maybe we can leave straight from the
Guttersnipe.  I'll also bring some road munchies and everybody be sure to go
pottie before we leave.  See y'all there.  Later.]<<<<<
     -- Bedlam <16:48:18/05-04-56>

*****PRIVATE:  Bedlam, Johnny M
>>>>>[Gentlemen, I'll do whatever I can to assist you from within the matrix.
 Johnny, I'll keep you posted if anything changes matrix-wise while all of
you are parading around in everyone's favorite giant bug farm.]<<<<<
     -- Crash <MatrixMagic/DealWithIt>

>>>>>[I'll try to hold down the fort for all of you while you're gone.
 Bedlam, do you want me to take over teaching your Kung Fu class while you're
gone?]<<<<<
     -- Strife <16:52:38/05-04-56>

>>>>>[Yes, Strife, if you don't mind.  Maybe show them a little of your Muay
Thai and Pentjak Silat <BIG grin>.  Hey Crash or Johnny, could one of you
arrange for me to have a really cool time/date stamp like you guys have?  I
mean, I've got some skill with computers, but changing that is well beyond my
skill.  Oh well.  Talk to all of you in a bit.  The first round of Capt. Ed's
Chunky Style Home Brewed Beer is on me.]<<<<<
     -- Bedlam <17:00:03/05-04-56>

>>>>>[Tactics?  We don't need no steenking tactics!  That's what headware is
for, sheesh.  Get with the decade, chummer.]<<<<<
        --  TopCat <16:42:58/5-4-56>

>>>>>[Let's see....

Oil Pressure    CHECK
Flaps           CHECK
McEwan's        CHECK
Stupid Movie    CHECK
Snacks          CHECK
Catheter        CHECK
Co>censored< Bag        CHECK
Gas             CHECK
NO2             CHECK

Looks like this Rigger is ready to go!  Everyone in the Truckster!
Fingers and Toes and Everything Goes!]<<<<<
        -- Tanp <17:21:00/5-4-56>

***** PRIVATE: Lung
>>>>>[I dont have time to explain  --  you wouldnt happen to be available
to assist me with a situation in Seattle, would you?]<<<<<
        -- Kor <21:39:41 / 05-04-56>

***** PRIVATE: Kor
>>>>>[I have a few problems of my own here, Jason.  I dont have time to
go running off to pull your ass out of the fire]<<<<<
        -- Lung <22:01:05 / 05-04-56>

***** PRIVATE: Lung
>>>>>[I will remember that the next time someone hands me a plane ticket
to china saying only "a friend of yours needs your assistance".

Maybe you dont remember this  --  Let me refresh your mememory

+++++ Begin Playback

The scene, if you could call it that, opens with a jerky start and a bright
flash.  Centered in what must be a very large room is Lung, greater dragon,
in a frighteningly weakened state.

"Did you get it?", he bellows out

"Yes, I got it."

"Then give it to me"

"No, not yet.  Before I do I want you to know what _I_ just did to get this
AND why it is I am still giving it to you.  For the first time in my career
I killed a man.  A guard, nothing more, paid to sit and watch a lab.  And I
killed him for fear that he would track me back to you."

"You want more money?  Is that what this whole thing is about...give me the
anti-dote, you anger me"

"Oh no, this has nothing to do with money.  You see, I know you cannot cast
now.  I know that with a twink of my mind I could kill you.  No, this isnt
about money, its about my trading a man's life for yours.  Its about YOUR
being in the wrong place at the wrong time and trying to cheat death with
by all acounts YOU should be the one dead, not him."  The camera angle begins
to slowly circle around Lung and he continues his tirade.

"You knew that the base would be on alert when we got there.  You knew that
they would be geared up to take down another attack from you and your forces.
Its about time someone stood up to you"

"My library, take it, its yours, just give me the antidote"

"You aren't listening to me.  This has nothing to do with money.  You lied to
us to save your ass.  You forced me to make the decision to either kill a
man in cold blood or let you die", into view of the camera comes a small vial
twirling end over end towards the towering hulk that is Lung.  Quickly he
changes from his draco form to human form and snatches it with blinding speed
out of the air.

"Its already loaded...just inject it"

Lung fumbles with the hypodermic for scant seconds before he finds the proper
injection point.

+++++ Cut +++++

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"Thank you.  You have saved my life.  I will ever be in your service.  If at
anytime you need my assistance, I will give it to you"

"With the way my life has been going these last few months...I might need to
request citizenship here."

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Do you remember now?]<<<<<
        -- Kor <23:39:41 / 05-04-56>

***** PRIVATE: Kor
>>>>>[Yes, I remember, but I cannot get involved now.  I do have my own
troubles here.  I dont suspose you have had any experience with running a
small military force, have you?

Young one, it is not as easy as all that.  You can stand on your own.

When I said that I would help you, I meant that I would do so HERE, not
drop everything that I was doing to travel half way across the
globe to invlove myself in some petty dispute.  Surely you did not think
that.

As a reminder  --  It my orchestrations that kept you out of prison.  You
seem to have contracted a selective memory, Jason.  Do not attempt to
threaten and coerce me into helping you.  If I deem your situation to be
worthy of my assistance, I will give it willingly.  Your insignificant
struggles will just make you stronger for the coming battles.  You will
be fine.]<<<<<
        -- Lung <23:59:21 / 05-04-56>

***** PRIVATE: Lung
>>>>>[Asshole]<<<<<
        -- Kor <00:00:41 / 05-05-56>

***** PRIVATE: Kor
>>>>>[It is good to be loved]<<<<<
        -- Lung <00:37:45 / 05-05-56>

*****Not to:Mr. Purple, Absolute Zero (TEAM), Spring Rivers
>>>>>[Anyone out there interested in some good money for a snatch operation
or  a little wetwork?  I'm talking at least 200,000  here!]<<<<<
        --  Vincent <17:49:45/05-04-56>

>>>>>[I'm interested.  Let me know if I qualify.

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        -- Wet Steel <19:30:28/05-04-56>

>>>>>[Yeah, I might be interested.  Give me a little more info on what kind
of job we're lookin' at.]<<<<<
     -- Strife <21:35:14/05-04-56>

*****PRIVATE: Kor
>>>>>[Kor, you ALSO have abilities inherent in your nature; and like you...I
had to learn how to use those abilities.  Besides, I shouldn't need to
explain myself...you DID NOT tell me this information in the first place, NOR
that you already knew this information...should you have done so...then none
of this would have come to pass.

You are still a child; but you do show promise; your greatest weakness is in
your overconfidence.  I serve the world not myself as many of my kind choose
to do so...I objected to a proposal to gain control over the world, and then
remained neutral for I knew that the sides involved would not be able to win.
 I knew that either both sides would be decimated or would be forced into a
truce.  As it turned out I was right, and they were wrong...and many
beautiful and glorious things were destroyed...all in the name of power.
 This still rancles in me although many centuries have passed...ask Lung or
Lofwyr about this...and see what they have to say.  They all tend to work for
their own self-centered goals.

I do not kill unless necessary...I knew the risks involved in my action for
Teutone...and I decided to gauge Brimstone's strength before attacking him.
 I determined it was in the best interests of all to do what I did.  I do not
apologize for it; but I do feel saddened by your attitude.]<<<<<
         --Ryuga (21:00:30 PDT/ 05:04:56)

>>>>>[Topcat, and then you become predictable...and then you die...]<<<<<
          --Gunny (05:30:30 GMT/ 05:05:56)

*****PRIVATE: Roanoke
>>>>>[Well chummer, myself and the rest of the Liberators were impressed
at our meet yesterday.  You seem to be a very industrious and resourceful
runner. Like myself, you seem new to (or perhaps still unsure of) the
Seattle area. Deja Vu and myself recently came here from Montreal, Que.
I am originally from Ottawa (the capital of what used to be Canada).
Seattle is a great place to live if you want to hide out but damn are the
natives ever secretive and unfriendly.

Anyway, we would like further opportunities to "hang out" with you on a
more social level. I'm sure that you will find the rest of my group
friendly and hospitable. How about attending the Sir-Spaz-A-Lot concert
with us tonight at Underground 93? (I think Pearl Jelly is warming up.)

Getting to business. Various members of our neo-anarchist organization
have accumulated contacts with various Neo-A leaders internationally,
including, the Tir, Texas, California Free State, New York, Liverpool and
of course the Shidhe Nations. Let me know on what level you are
interested in involving yourself with our organization. (Don't worry
about hurting our feelings, some people just aren't made to be Neo-As).

You know how to reach me, and in any event I will keep your name and
number as a contact. PS let me know about the concert I'll pick up a
ticket for ya'.]<<<<<
        --Sacre Bleu <12:29pst/05-05-56>

*****PRIVATE: Nightbroker
>>>>>[Here is the payment for your services, plus a bonus.
+++++Include: Payment  >>Encrypted<<   ]<<<<<
          --Rathor (05:00:30 GMT/04:05:56)
            CEO
            Vathor Technologies

*****PRIVATE:Sacre Bleu
>>>>>[Yeah, pick me up a ticket if you would.  Before I sign up for
anything, I have to let you know that I only do jobs that I believe in.
I won't do runs against any corps unless they are into some serious dirty
dealing.  Just wanted to let you know where I stand.  We can work out the
details later.]<<<<<
        -- Roanoke (23:56:09/05-04-56)

>>>>>[Gunny there seems to think that I'm predictable.  Whatcha think of
that, guys? <G>]<<<<<
        --  TopCat  <00:43:25/5-5-56>

*****PRIVATE: Bedlam
>>>>>[Don't forget to pick me up.]<<<<<
          --Dragon (00:30:30 CDT/ 05:04:56)

>>>>>[You and yer hoop-fraggin' Secure Operations can jest go screw a donut, ya pansy. I remember the hype about the night of rage, and I got the pain of goblinization, hypocrisy, and a hunderd other be-fragged circumstances sittin' on my shoulder. But the Great White God bloody didn't fraggin' save Alamos, ain't helpin' Humanis much, and still hasn't stuck his big honkin' WASP-breeder nose into our affairs.

Vamps, on the other hand, like banshee, bean sidhe, ghosts, and other
ghoulies, are walking defiance of the Baron. And unless he tells me ta
back off one or another, it's rule of Divine Right, chummer.

Shove that up yer bung-hole and squat.]<<<<<
        --  Jolly Roger  < 22:05:45 PST / 05-05-56>

>>>>>[From what I hear, predictable enuff. If it gets in yer way, shoot it. If it don't die, pop a grenade. If it still don't die, then get serious.

But then, that's just hearsay. Tho I have ta say, I can't wait ta work
with ya.]<<<<<
        --  Jolly Roger <23:15:06 PST / 05-04-56>

>>>>>[Predictability was never one of Topcat's strong points.]<<<<<
        -- Tanp <07:24:44/05-05-56>

***** PRIVATE: Daniel BearClaw
>>>>>[Daniel, I may be in need of your help.

The situation is this  --  Teutone Bleu, Mage, Artificier with some abilities
with summoning, created an ally which is aptly named Brimstone.  Brimstone
is currently weakened (after a fight with Ryuga, a dragon, also active) but
is still very close be going free.  This, in and of itself does not concern me
nearly as much as the vengeful attitude that Brimstone seems to have.  From
day one he has likely been working his way into Teutone's mind and controling
him in some manner.

My only cares about the Ally is that if/when he does go free or is killed he
does not take TT with him.  All of his work up until the time of the summoning
showed a great deal of promise.  In just the shear number of magical groups
he has worked with / for he is a great mage and would be a significant loss
to the magical community.

Oriphim, I think  --  checking, hold.

+++++ Initiate Mail Scan

No, Oriphin, from The Followers of the Geeker's Path and a couple of others
from that group (I have no idea.  Never heard of them) seems be be involved
but I cannot tell what his goals are or what his current needs are.  He or
THEY might be a problem.]<<<<<
        -- Jason Stormwind <14:59:50 / 05-05-56>
           Executive Officer
           Industrial Sound and Magic

***** PRIVATE: Jason Stormwind
>>>>>[Have you completely given up on speaking Ojibwa?  If I were not in
such a rush I would force you to.

I will assume that you arent in a position to do something yourself.  I will
also assume that you expect us to take in your problems and protect them again.

The last one you left with us was a little more trouble than we really wanted
to deal with.  We have repelled several attempts to penitrate the building
over the last few days.  And this is with your friend long since gone.  No,
this time I think we are going to have to decline you assistance.  While you
continue to bring us glory, and excellent findings from your 'trips' we cannot
continue to cleanup your messes.

Your friend is fine.]<<<<<
        -- Daniel BearClaw <15:09:50 / 05-05-56>

***** PRIVATE: Daniel BearClaw
>>>>>[What the frag is going on here?  You cannot refuse me assistance.  I made
a vow to all of you never to refuse your needs, and you to me.  You cannot
do this.  Do you wish me to leave?  Is that what you are attempting to tell me
but dont have the Shintuwa to say it to my face?!]<<<<<
        -- Jason Stormwind <15:12:50 / 05-05-56>

***** PRIVATE: Jason Stormwind
>>>>>[No, you are a valued member of our group.  We do not wish you to leave
at this time or ever.

Look, I cherish our friendship.  Your father trained me and took me in as a
son when you...well, you know.  I would do anything for you but YOU arent the
one in trouble here.  Its someone else that you are sticking your neck out
for and I cannot allow you to stick this group's neck out with you.

As much as you would like to believe otherwise, you and Oriphin are very much
alike.  To be honest, I was afraid that you would join with them before
you decided to join us.  They deal with threats of a magical nature.  The
methods they employ are harsh, even by your standards, but effective.  They
believe in the ends justify the means.  If they feel that this spirit is a
problem, then they will do what is necessary to eliminate it before it
becomes to powerful for someone to destroy.  If it hurts or kills your friend,
then he has gotten what he deserves for toying with forces he did not fully
understand.  That is how they think and how they feel.

No, I think it is best for all involved if I refuse this request.  Do not think
poorly of me, I do only what I must to protect the group above all else.  We
have no difficulty with Oriphin and his people.  They do publicly, what we
have done privately for years.

I am to tell you this from a friend  --  You are losing your focus and becoming
reactionary.  You must remember to think about what you are doing before you
run off to do...for the sake of doing.  There are some fights which do not
need your personal hand to be won.

Im certain you know who that is from.  If you learn to listen, she will
talk with you too, Seeker.]<<<<<
        -- Daniel BearClaw <15:48:50 / 05-05-56>

***** PRIVATE: Daniel BearClaw
>>>>>[You know I hate that name.  I understand.  Send my love]<<<<<
        -- Kor <15:49:39 / 05-05-56>

*****PRIVATE: M. Executor
>>>>>[Got the info.  It all seems to check out with what I can see.
Awaiting our "friend's" departure.]<<<<<
        -- Roanoke (11:09:54/05-05-56)

*****PRIVATE: Olorin
>>>>>[My friend, I think you can help with a problem.  There is a person
called Teutone Blue, who happens to have an ally called Brimstone.  This ally
happens to be in the process of going free, but seems to be controlling
Teutone from all accounts.  I fought Brimstone and weakened him; but I think
your knowledge and abilities are more appropriate for this.  I will
understand if you should refuse.  If you accept, contact a person called
Kor.]<<<<<
         --Ryuga (09:15:30 PDT/ 05:05:56)

*****PRIVATE: Ryuga
>>>>>[I will need more information...and I shall contact Kor.  BUT, remember
I still have to watch over the subject.  He was attacked by an ancient enemy
of ours.  The time of darkness approaches with each passing day.  I have
place a series of astral alarms to alert me to the presence of our
enemies.]<<<<<
          --Olorin (09:17:30 PDT/ 05:05:56)

*****PRIVATE: Kor
>>>>>[I was approached by a friend, who asked my to offer aid to you in
regards to Teutone Blue and his "ally" Brimstone.  I will need information on
this spirit in order to determine how best to aid you.]<<<<<
          --Olorin (09:30:30 PDT/ 05:05:56)
            Lord Commander
            Order of the Magi

>>>>>[Predictable?  Um . . . not exactly the word I would have chosen for
you, TopCat.  I prefer to think of you as something of a kindred spirit
(angry, mean, spiteful, a trifle unstable, etc. <grin>).  Maybe he meant to
say "meaner than hell" but said "predictable" by mistake?]<<<<<
     -- Bedlam <12:34:38/05-05-56>

*****PRIVATE:  Dragon
>>>>>[Not a problem.]<<<<<
     -- Bedlam <12:36:09/05-05-56>

>>>>>[I wasn't refering to Topcat's personality; I was refering to Tatic
softs.  There is only so much that they can give...and as such you can't pull
anything out your ass.]<<<<<
          --Gunny (20:00:30 GMT/ 05:05:56)

*****PRIVATE: Roanoke
>>>>>[C'est rien mon ami. I undrestand if you have your view points. We
are all entitiled to our opinions afterall. Even if you choose not too
join the Liberators (we're really not as bad as we sound), I'm sure that
we can share a mutually beneficial relationship with our various pools of
contacts and resources. See you tonight my friend.]<<<<<
        -- Sacre Bleu <12:46/ 05-06-56>

>>>>>[Who says it's just a soft?]<<<<<
        --  TopCat  <17:06:09/5-5-56>

>>>>>[ Yeah, Irish, that's my line of thought, too, but..... *sigh*  I gotta
find out, otherwise KLEE's death isn't gonna mean much.  Here's a scrap that
I got --

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A very fuzzy image, the great hall of Harlech Castle all but filled with a
huge meeting.  Three people are standing and arguing across the table at
each other -- one human male, caucasian, unidentified, but wearing a sharp
business suit and speaking in a Bostonian accent, one male elf, very tall
and of ... well, not quite negroid features, also unidentified, wearing
a white tee-shirt and jeans in what seems to be an uncomfortable manner,
and a third individual that can be confirmed as Lord Marchment, the Lord
Protector.  A beautiful elven woman finally stands up from her seat at
one end of the table, rapping hard with a gavel.

"Please!!  Lord Marchment, you are in my home; respect it.  Dr. Kynes, with
all due respect to your agency, your government has done little, and the
rest of us want to know what you will be doing -- because, according to my
advisor, you _must_ do something, and soon.  And you.... Urdli.  You were
not even invited, but I have extended to you my hospitality.  Now, I suggest
that you advise your ... 'friends' --" and the woman, now obviously the
Duchess of Snowdon, Rhiannon Glendower, indicates Lofwyr and another woman
even more beautiful "-- and keep out of the discussion proper."

All three men seem ready to continue the argument for a moment, but subtle
shiftings of Rhiannon's two cyberknight bodyguards apparently cause them
to reconsider, and sit.

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There you go.  Any ideas? ]<<<<<
        --  Meghan the Red (20:32:00/5-MAY-56)

***** PRIVATE: Sacre Bleu
>>>>>[ Hey, you didn't say if you were French or not, Sac.  Believe you me,
the name doesn't bode well for our 'budding relationship', as seps used to
say. ]<<<<<
        --  Meghan the Red (20:33:33/5-MAY-56)

>>>>[ Actually, Ratspeak, I was referring to Jolly Roger.  I think, to be
honest, that he could use a little 're-education' in what it means to be
human.  And, to be honest, I don't 'favour .. vampires over metahumanity'
-- I'm simply of the opinion that the governments and corporations have done
a hell of a lot of insult and injury in categorizing HMHVV-infected persons
as 'non-humans'.

No, I don't 'hold humans responsible' for the Night of Rage -- I hold _people_
responsible for the Night of Rage, and if I could get each and every one of
the scum responsible for those atrocities, I would most certainly scrub them
from the face of this semi-green earth.  Humans died in the Night -- if you
doubt _that_, take a look at what happened in Cincinnati.  The Serpentine Wall
writhes with ghosts from that night.

People do stupid things, Ratspeak.  Yes, they do them out of fear, and out
of ignorance, and out of a lot of things.  Prejudice is a symptom, not the
true cause.  And yes, I have prejudices -- I have a major prejudice against
stupidity, and I take offense at personal insults like you wouldn't believe.
But I LIKE to think that I make most of my decisions by way of rationality.

I buy Aztechnology toasters because they don't break down; I buy Saeder-Krupp
pans because their Teflon stays on longer; I use an Ares Predator II because
it packs a mean punch.  I'm not going to buy a more expensive toaster from
Ares, if they have the same quality; that's sheer stupidity, not prejudice.
Prejudice comes from fear of the unknown, and being a consumer means learning
at least SOMETHING about what you're about to buy.  Going shopping, neighbor,
does not equate to prejudice.

Yes, I know of the release of Dr. Jackson.  And I understand the reasons
behind the captor's release.  In some cases, more and more every day, I
hope, reason and hope wins out over fear, as it did in that case.  Fear
isn't a requirement -- only an incentive towards something.  The measure
of a person is how they let themselves be ruled. ]<<<<<
        --  Oriphin (20:34:49/5-5-56)
            Head of Secure Operations
            Followers of Geeker's Path


>>>>>[ Jolly Roger --

Walking defiance of the Baron.  Listen, chummero, Baron Samedi, like Wolf and
Raven and Hawk and all the other totems, is a bloody self-delusion that you,
and other VooDoo 'priests' like you, use to manipulate your magic.  If you
want to choose your 'ready guide from some celestial voice', as the song
says, 'from phantom fears', go right ahead.  But allow me my free will.

Vampires, banshees, wendigo, and other HMHVV-infected individuals, are no
less 'human' than you.  Moreso, if the ones I know are anything to go
by.  Some of them _fight_ to 'stay human', you fragger.  Ghouls hate to
eat flesh, but I'm sure you think they're dead, too, huh?  Guess again,
Rog.  Ghouls are another metatype -- you gonna go kill your friendly
neighborhood orks and trolls and elfs and dwarfs?  Go toast some humans??

C'mere with that 'Divine Right', ace.  You're the kind of ignorance we
enjoy curing with the sharp end of a stick. ]<<<<<
        --  Oriphin (20:48:18/5-5-56)
            Head of Secure Operations
            Followers of Geeker's Path

***** PRIVATE:  Vincent
>>>>>[ How does it need to be done? ]<<<<<
        --  Spotter Macros (21:00:00/5-5-56)

>>>>>[ Listen, GoD, you schmuck -- I don't care what you've 'overcome or lived
through.'  Fine.  You be ready when all this is over -- prepare yourself in
some out-of-the-way place, and set up yourselves to defend against my ritual
sending.  Sure, you're GoD.  If you're what GoD is, then I don't want to be
you.... ]<<<<<
        --  Oriphin (21:15:03/5-5-56)
            Chief of Secure Operations
            Followers of Geeker's Path

*****PRIVATE: Michael Donovan
>>>>>[ Think he'll fall for it? ]<<<<<
        --  Oriphin (21:15:51/5-5-56)
            Chief of Secure Operations
            Followers of Geeker's Path

*****PRIVATE: Oriphin
>>>>>[ He might.  If he does, he'll be out of the way for a good while until
he realizes his stupidity.  If he doesn't, then avoid him until he's in the
middle of something, and then we'll take care of him the hard way. ]<<<<<
        --  Michael Donovan (21:18:03/5-5-56)
            Director
            Followers of Geeker's Path

>>>>>[Oriphin, that is twice you have threatened people; yet you claim to
support life.  I do believe that you have a little problem, in terms of your
outlook.  All persons are here for a reason, though most don't realize
it...all beings have their place, although they believe they are floundering,
they are following their chosen path.  All races, and beliefs, must all be
given a chance...including those that conflict.  You must learn wisdom, for
in it shall come this world's salvation.]<<<<<
           --Nom O'Kief (22:15:30 PDT/ 05:05:56)

*****PRIVATE:Meghan the Red
>>>>>[They are most likely discussing the happenings in Chicago.  Although,
why they did not invite myself and an associate; I doubt I will
understand.]<<<<<
          --Ryuga (22:15:30 PDT/ 05:05:56)

>>>>>[Meghan the Red,you do not know me, and I risk much by saying
anything at all.  Even my public presence is a risk.  But do not interfere
in these proceedings.  They are far above you, and even myself.  The
elves, especially that pretender Glendower and her toy soldier guard,
play with power, as if it was only theirs to command.  You should be
thankfull that Lofywr,Rhonabwy, Celedyr, Griffin, and the Lord Marchment
were there, to balance her and the others out.  Even Urdli will help
keep the others in line.

They discuss a matter of great importance, not only to them, but to you,
I, and the entire globe.  Leave them to their proceedings, or you risk
much, perhaps even your own life.  Do not waste it being "nosey."]<<<<<
        --the Whistler<23:30:40/5-5-56>

*****PRIVATE: Meghan the Red
>>>>>[Meghan, my love, I know nothing of what transpires in your footage,
but I must admit, the Duchess of  Snowdom pales in comparison to your
beauty (even though I've never seen you, I'm sure of it anyway).]<<<<<
        -- Sacre Bleu <7:20am/05-06-56>

***** PRIVATE:  GoD, Kor
>>>>>[  Frag it all to hell.  We've got a problem guys.  Right after you left
TT's place with him, GoD, something showed up in the astral and began started
collecting what looked like links for a ritual targeted at TT.  Whatever it
was, it was masked damned well.  I almost didn't spot the fragger, but I dumped
a Power Ball at it right before it vanished.  I don't know if the ritual
components that it grabbed made it out in any useable condition or not,
so we had better get Teutone behind some serious wards as fast as possible.
I'd bet money that that Oriphin fragger is behind it.  He's mine.  ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 22:06:04/5-04-56 >

>>>>>[ Oriphin.  Your hoop is mine. ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 22:10:29/5-04-56 >