>>>>>[There are some realities we must face with Insect totems. Most totems
exist with their shamans on an equal basis, they have respect for each other and
and work on a fairly equally basis.  With Insect totems, though, this does not
seem to be the case.  It seems that either the totem or the shaman must win out.
The shaman starts out as the stronger of the two because he is on Prime.
Eventually though he will want more power and will summon the focus of his
totem, the Queen.  Now he and his Queen are on equal footing, each trying to get
the upper hand.  The Queen/Totem will win out though in the end, for she has
time and experience on her hands.]<<<<<
        --Claw <16:31:41/10-07-54>

***** I see you remembered that conversation Dorn. *****
        --Nightfox <Toversakh darinasta>

>>>>>[ Well it WAS a rather important conversation. ]<<<<<
        --Claw <16:40:23/10-07-54>

***** True, it meant our lives or our deaths at that time.*****
        --Nightfox <Toversakh darinasta>

>>>>>[ How come I don't remember that conversation?]<<<<<
        -- Sheena <16:50:05/10-07-54>

>>>>>[ You could not go were we had the conversation. ]<<<<<
        --Claw <16:52:54/10-07-54>

>>>>>[ N'Ralan, aren't we a little harsh on the the Sperethiel?]<<<<<
        --Seraphy <16:58:31/10-07-54>

***** You know how I feel about them Seraphylanjaligigusnort. ALL of
them.***** 
        --Nightfox <Toversakh darinasta>

>>>>>[Denim, I find myself in need of work again. So I'll show up at
Gordano's dressed as a gentleman. I'm a mage, and at this point I
would like to join your crew. For references check SpotOn,
NodeFairie, Silver Tux, about the OrganFind- er 'run. See you
there.]<<<<< 
           -- Sun (16:46:49/10.7.54)

>>>>>[Spice, I made it okay. A few hours in a regen solution did
wonders. My med bill turned out to be 16,000 ny EVEN WITH Doc Wagon
coverage. That "farm" is a door to hell. I find the farms history
"unusual" to say the least. I believe that Agrigen is into some
very bad meta-toxics research. That needs to be stopped. How far
this goes, or has gone, I don't know. But we need to get D.
Beaumont back to find out how to stop it.  The diary is quite
informa tive. 

Ms. Miranda Lees, we need to speak with you in person. Please show
up here *** MEET#1***.

Sgt. Jackson, you got anything more on the Beaumont case, or are you
still rec- uperating from the SimFeeds of the Toxic fight?]<<<<<
         -- NightShade (165520.100754)

>>>>>[ Well it looks like someone has started in on the vampires for
Mac. 

***** Include Video Feed
A handsome man on a deserted street.  

"hello, this is Chuck Handy here with Eye on the Street, and with me
is the recent survivor of a recent Vampire attack."  Pan to a retched
looking bum.  "So tell me sir, just what happened"

Bum - "Well it was late at night, I had just finished off the last
of my supper, when I suddenly feels this presence behind.  I turns
around to see two pale men 5 feet beinds me.  They said "Well he
looks like a good snack."  I decided that then would be a good time
to run, so I beat it.  I looked back after I had gone abouts 15
meters, they were back there laughing.  I ran a little more then
suddenly I was grabbed by the back of ma jacket and lifted ups in
the air.  The taller one cames infront of me then and said "Well
looke what tried to gets away.  Do you want firsts Sam, you didn't
get much out of the last one."  Thats when I felts this prick on my
next, and my life seemed to be draining out of my body.  Suddenly
he stops and looks up, there's this flash of metal, dark form flies
past and I'm no longer being held by my jacket, but the hand is
still there.  I turned arounds, and there is this guy getting up
off the ground.  He was tall, black and all in black with metal
claws coming out from his long coat that were covered in blood. His
face was really strange though, it had a catish look to it, but his
eyes, they weren't slits like a cats.  Then I feels another hand on
my jacket and I'm suddenly throw at the black man, but I stop
before I even reaches him.  I just slow down, and goes to the
side.  The vamp was coming up then after he threw me. The other man
just stood there and raised his hand. Thats when I was nearly
blinded, a BRIGHT ray of sunlight streaked out from this guys hand,
and burnt  clean through the Vamp.  When my eyesight cleared, the
man was gone.  I want to thank him, whoever he is." 

"Well you heard it hear folks from Chuck Handy"
*****End Feed

Nice work Claw.]<<<<<
        --Spirit < Wants some pickles and IceCream >

>>>>>[ Thank you.  There are two more innocents that the police have
yet to find.  I also tracked two more vampires.  They are no more.

Your Welcome. Is that a good start Mac? The HUNTER is out, let the
predator beware, for he is now the prey and his death stalks the
night.]<<<<< 
        --Claw <17:31:38/10-07-54>

>>>>>[ Well Mr. Lowe I hope your real proud of your scathing reply,
when Fenris read it he _growled_ and ran out of the place. I mean I
ain't never heard him growl before, it usual takes a drekload of
stress and trouble before the guy starts swearing. Oh my god, Sean,
or whatever your name is, I hope you haven't told the old wolf where
that tunnel you got warned away from is, oh dear, he wouldn't go and
do something _that_ stupid would he. 

Lister, can I ask you a favour, would you PLEASE send your drones
and stuff down in those tunnels again, I mean I've never seen
Fenris that ticked off, I don't know what he's gonna do.

Oh and Mr. Lowe if you or any of your 'friends' hurt Fenris, even
one little bit, I will personally find you and shove your precious
insect spirits right back down your throat!

Oh yeah, McLeod, is that how you spell it, we're still willing to
join your team, I mean he's probably just gone to blow off some
steam. 

Where the hell are you NodeFaerie, I need your help.! ]<<<<<
        -- SpotOn <18:27:49/10-07-54>

>>>>>[Well, base cost for a tried and true Alpha, including bodily
training, hardware, bioware, and surgery costs 2.5 million, no
extras included.  Now, Collussus is a Column Mark-4 beta level
protobuild, which means that he is the second generation Column
Mark-4, and the first Column to have the redesigns from the
previous alpha level incorporated.  Third tier(or gamma level) are
production level CBRs, or Cybernetic Body Replacements, ready for
sale to those with valid permits.  If you want a full spec sheet on
the Column Mark-4, I'd be happy to up-load one.  Various changes
were due to be incorporated just after I faked my own death, but
had not been implaced in Collussus.  I can include those too if
you'd like. 

But there is no way that this is an Ares design.  I was the
Department head and Cheif Engineer/Scientist for the CBR
department, and I have a photographic memory that enabled me to get
that far.  It comes in really handy when I can redraw entire CBRs
from memory without the need for plans, and this is why Ares would
want me dead, if I wasn't already(chuckle).]<<<<< 
        --  Wizard(21:53:24/10-07-54)

>>>>>[Roxey and I are back, more or less...mostly less.  We are ok,
and Roxey is fuming that she can't use my commlink to tell Nex that
she's ok, but Nex, she's OK, ok?  She knows you've been worrying
about her, says it's your style, and that you should stop RIGHT NOW!
Well, that's it. 

Oh, we're in St. Louis, and I need to plug into a wall socket...]<<<<<
        --  Collussus(21:56:31/10-07-54)

>>>>>[COLLUSSUS!!!!!!!!!!  How are you, my friend?  I have several
new and improved limbs, a Sattelite uplink with Navstar feed, and
improved Ruthenium Optical Scanners to implant in you, as well as
an entire new set of bodily carapace plates.  And your systems need
hardening against EM emissions and I want the telemetry from the
new Tactical Computer and*****Link Terminated***** 

>>>>>[THANK YOU!!!!  Whoever you are, thank you!  I do NOT care to
feel like a guinea pig right now, even though I will happily oblige
Wizard in his replace- ment parts.  That run-in with the UCAS Army
did some damage.  So I need those plates*****Warning, emergency
backup power at 10%, recharge immediately***** whoops, gotta go. 
Power is running down and charging up daily is like eating and
breathing for me.  As a matter of fact, it feels just like those
sensations...]<<<<< 
        --  Collussus(22:02:56/10-07-54)

>>>>>[Whew! Haven't been on in a while. Almot forgot what a release
it is to board my ship and sail the Matrix blue on my saucy deck of
beauty. Now, to business:

WHERE did you say you traced Ganz to, Ouro? That man has THE most
slippery connections I've ever heard of. I was sure he was in the
Tir. Then again, with modern remote conferencing abilities, his
geographic location isn't tied to his supervisory jurisdiction.
Good luck on tracking the bastard. . .contact me ASAP thereto.

Belle and Mind Throttle are all set to meet this Johnson in
Portland. Hope it goes well. Still, I have a funny feeling.

Nightstalker, I hope your lead is for real. If you don't know what I
mean, look under 20th century film, keywords Hitchcock, Kaplan,
North, Northwest. 

Good Luck to all.

Oh, I wouldn't assume that Cooper is in the same spot as Ganz. We
still need to find him.]<<<<<
        -- Jaez <21:35:21/10-08-54>

***** Encrypt: !22!sCoRpIo!22!__*&%%*$^!*@&%*@##*%$#*&!^*__OPEN_LINK__*#@^*$$$*
>>>>>[A word to EARS in da Shadows.  Handle's SCORPIO, bra's.  Just
relocated to 

Seatle.  New to da town; old to da scene . . .

I'm not social, nor talkative on "open" link.  Currently decoding SR
encryption, and LISTENIN' . . .  So Ka.  Know who YOU are -- YOU
talk alot, bra's. 

Detractin', no apologies.  I got "things".  Dat's my trade . . .
interestin' "things".  NOT open for biz -- yet.  Still closin' a
few loose ends . . . 

Keepin' my <REAL> location secret (for now).  Open to inquiries --
may not respond.  Again, no apologies, bra's.  (Bounts, you know)

This data's not for nothin' . . .  Just got sacked in FLA.  "Mr.
Johnson" suckered me into a RAW deal.  Flatlined my input, Ms.
PENN, aka "my" mage. Lost TWO cowboys, a few Meat Boys, and most of
my Boppers.  I'm frag'n pissed!! Had to det my place -- and MOST of
my "stuff".  Someone'll get geeked, bra's. 

Personally counted eight CORPSE's and a drek load of chipped
"ducks".  If my input's defenses hadn't slowed da assault, I'd be
Hitmage Toast.  Frag'n corps. Gonna pay, no drek.

"Dr. Know", IF you're readin', comm my slot.  *&&#*$$$*@!#*%^&* 
I'll get da word -- might take a few days to compile.

Any fixers/riggers/docs listnin', scribe my tag.  I'm HERE -- I'll
be around. NOTE: Non-territorial.  Biz is biz, right?  Will
compensate/retaliate, as req'd. 

(I didn't lose EVERYTHING, bra's.)  *$^!*@@&*!^%*

To all da wired loc's, boosters, merc's, and other
"CYBER-enthusiasts" -- so ka wetware.  Might've heard already, eh,
bra's?  CharlE passed thru Seatle in '53 (after PAYING me a visit)
<reportedly, of course> and knocked off a few of *&^%*&$#*^%#*@!^*
corp's borgs.  Quality product ~ for a PRICE.  NOT a Fetishman or
Dealer, not really. <?> Occasionally accept services as credit . .
.  TAGGED, of course.

Hint to any gutter jumpers, bounts, corps, and greedy cyberpsycho's
dat "think" I'm easy game:  FRAG WITH ME AND I'LL RECYCLE YOUR ARSE!

By da way, just sayin' "HIGH . . . seatle"]>>>>>
        --  SCORPIO <18:00:02/10-07-54>

>>>>>[ Denim, I'll Meet you then at Gardano's downtown on sunday.  No
problem for appearing civilized, I must have somewhere a
suit...]<<<<< 
        -- NightWolf < 08:32:46 / 10-08-54 >

>>>>>[I bow to you, Crush. If you know the *****Encode : Place*****
you can examine my merchandise. It will need a bit of repairing, but
only for cosmetic reasons. It will float. See you soon.

*****Encrypt : Spirit_only*****
I am happy, that you got him back. But keep an eye on him when he
uses the blimp. Ripping apart a blimp in flight (and he can do
that, I am sure) is not healthy for those inside. (Ooouuh, that was
a rhyme-crime) 
*****END-Encrypt

By the way, I found out that this is a German blimp constructed by
Neue Zeppelin Werke, Konstanz.]<<<<<
        -- Steel Angel <08:55:55/10-08-2054>

>>>>>[ SpotOn you have to stop Fenris from going down those tunnels.
The danger is too great, we don't understand enough about the insects
yet to force ourselves into their lives.  Brandon didn't intend any
offence to Wolf he was only standing up for what he believed in as
right.  SpotOn you have to try and contact Fenris and let him know
that he is in great danger and let him know that what Mr Lowe said
was not intended as a challenge. 

I do not lie when I say the danger is great, I have already told you
of the large magical barrier that I found at one end of the tunnel.
This was too great for me to attack on my own and I am a mage of no
small power.  Not only that but as soon as I started to examine the
barrier it's constructor became aware of me and sent to me a watcher
to warn me away.  If Fenris ignores such a warning then I'm positive
that the barrier will be protected by force. 

SpotOn, these are dangerous people, we are only just beginning to
understand what being an Ant shaman means.  Hopefully Mr Lowe will
clarify some points I made yesterday but from my experience with
the shaman that kidnapped Spirit I know only that they represent a
vast and dangerous power. 

If you hurry SpotOn you may be able to contact Fenris, I will not
give you the location of that tunnel as doing so may lead others
into danger.  As it is Fenris is not aware of it's location and so
maybe some time trying to locate it.  Hurry SpotOn while you still
have time to stop him. ]<<<<< 
        -Sean Babrouk (12:51:49/8.10.54)

>>>>>[ Ok Nightshade and Spice but you better have some good results
for me, these extra costs are stretching my budget to the limit.  If
you can get any evidence that Agrigen is behind those toxic spirits
that you found at David's farm or at it's past occupies the late Mr
Kim then that would be great.  I can think of several health boards
that might be intrested in seeing what is going on at this farm.
I'll meet you tonight then. 

One last point, is that toxic spirit still at the farm ? ]<<<<<
        -Miranda L (13:00:03/10.8.54)

>>>>>[Quick note, 'cause I'm hot -- I need to lay low, gonna try and
shove the data from Moebius over to Pi if I can -- Moe's broken into
too fraggin' many different subsidiaries of that Brit corp for me to
figure out what drekkin' thing he's got in mind, so I'm gonna see if
I can't shut him off from the rest of the 'trix.

Nox, if you're NOT dead, you fragger, I'm gonna be damn pissed at
you if'n this doesn't work.  It's YOUR OverNet....

Jaez -- Cooper's in Pago Pago.  15B-4 Honessy Drive, the Markin
Hotel. Room 439.  I'm still tracking down your leads to Ganz,
though -- he's proving a damn slippery eel as any I've found.  I'm
covering myself -- don't bother trying to find me, I won't be
here.]<<<<< 
        -- The (Dead) Wyrm Ouroboros (Here I'm not!/Nyah-Nyah-Nyah)

>>>>>[ 'ey 'Arlequin, of course I, I, I 'ave no shame.*uurrrpp* I
mean it's a short life innit? The worst thing *hic* the, the young
lady can do is say no, err, no, err, yeah that's it *hic*, no.
Anyway, never got a reply from 'er, so why should you care? So I, I,
I found me favorite *hic* teddy bear and 'ad a few, yeah just a few,
small drinks. <Damn, fraggin' bottle is, is empty.>*uurrppp* So do me
a favour an', an' mind your own fraggin'*hic*business. ]<<<<<
        -- Nige <Drunk again/As usual>

>>>>>[ He he, pleased to hear that you're ok Nightshade, Miss Lees
will not I believe be pleased with those bills of ours.  But then she
did agree to pay medical expenses, n'est pas :)

I've been doing some thinking about this case and decided it's time
we sorted out what we do know and what we don't.  We still don't seem
to be any closer to finding the mysterious Monsieur Beaumont.

To summarize, if I can.

Miss Miranda Lees conatcts Powerhouse with the offer of a job. 
Powerhouse can't take it even though I am intrested, after all I
saw the stunning vision of the lady on the com, instead you take it
and I join up with you. 

Miss Lees gives us information on David Beaumont.  She says that she
wants us to find him and bring him back to her.  Her motives appear
twofold she is apparently enamoured with David and he has important
information which will help the organisation for which she works for
(The Metatype Front).  Apart from that she gives us very little
information only confiming some of the things that we found along the
way. 

We check out Beaumont's house and find evidence that he sported
several partners at once, quite often literally, though we
uncovered no pictures of Miss Lees here.  On being confronted with
the pictures Miss Lees abondons any relationship she may have had
with Beaumont but still wants the information that would help her
organisation so much. 

We contact his brother and are shown Beaumont's car, it was covered
with strange scratch marks and in general bad repair.  Before we got
chance to examine the car though we were attacked by a group of
gangers who appeared to be looking for something in the car.  The
diary we found prehaps ?  You identified the gangers as belonging to
the Tacoma Headsplitters a relatively new group.  The only
information we have on them is from Sgt Jackson which links them to
an organisation called the Defacers and The Universal Brotherhood.

On checking out these links we discover that a sizeable number of
the Tacoma Headsplitters are members of one of the Tacoma branches
of the UB which is why they came to the aid of the UB when it came
under attack once.  They also have strong links with the Defacers
which appears to be a policlub of some sort. I beleive Sgt Jackson
mentioned that they damage things so as to destroy their material
value and that we are all under threat of some vast plot whereby
bright shiny new objects are made to take over our minds.  Complete
nonsense of course but appart from their rather strange philosophy
the Defacers seem harmless made up of middle aged men and women who
have completely lost their way in life.  I did hear that a sizeable
number of the Defacers have recently been joining up with the UB,
this is possibly due to the Tacoma Headsplitter's influence. 

What do we know about Beaumont.  Well we know that the police
orginally seemed to believe the suicide theory, indeed some facts
seemed to support this idea but too many other things seemed to
suggest that Beaumont was not the sort about to commit suicide.  We
know that he was sacked from his job and that from his diary it
could have been something to do with his involvement with the girl
Jenny who used to work at Agrigen.  We know that he was worried
about what was at the farm and that he intended to destroy it (see
his list), it probably just sent him insane though if he saw the
spirit's manifest form. Since Beaumont left the farm we have no
clue as to where he might have gone. All we know was that his car
was found by a cliffface in Ruston, Tacoma. 

We now have this problem of the toxic spirits, I do not think
Daehyon Kim was anything to do with their summoning in fact it's
quite possible he didn't even know that there was a spirit
inhabiting that creation of his.  I would look towards the last
page of his log that we found in the laboratory in the farm that
mentioned a Dr, Dr Megson I think.  The name does not seem familiar
though.  I would hazard a guess though that it's this Dr Megson who
is the toxic shaman but what he has to do with Beaumont I have no
idea.  There is also the mention in Kim's log about cars coming and
going during the night, it could be that he had an accomplace. 

Well I don't know about you but after that last toxic I'd rather
stay well away from this Dr Megson or whoever he might be.  I fancy
we present all this information to Miss Lees tonight and see if she
has any ideas.  I'll see you tonight Nightshade. ]<<<<<
        -Spice (15:39:31/10.8.54)

>>>>>[Nige, sorry about not responding but I was not on the system
due to the fact that I was out looking around.  As to your offer I
regretfully decline at this time.  I am only gonna be around for a
little while before I go back home to TNO.  I am gonna spend as much
time as I can with my little Brother since I don't get to see him
that often.  Hopefully he gets back soon.  I do really worry about
him sometimes.  I don't know what The family or myself would do if we
lost him.  But I realize the choice he made had to be made.  If you
hear anything else from him please let me know ok?  That goes out to
anybody.  Any information would be greatly appreciated.]<<<<<
        --  Patricia O'Connor(10:45:00/10:08:54)

>>>>>[ Thank you very much to the person who sent me the sim images
of toxic spirits, I wanted a week off as it's my wife's birthday this
week and the mental trauma I received from those images convinced the
doc that I needed time at home to rest.

Now if any of you little fraggers think you're going to try
something like that again, think twice.  I had our lab boys link up
a trace and bounce into my deck, if any of you send that sort of
stuff down the lines to me again you'll find it coming back through
your datajack quiker than you can blink !! 

Right so now I have that off my chest I can get rational.  All this
talk of toxics has me convinced I contacted our magical division
later today and they sent someone over to that farm you mentioned.
Seems you were right, the mage that went, went astrally and came back
a quivering wreck.  We're contacting the owners The Snohomish Farm
Society with a view to cleaning the place up. Not that I think we can
do much as it's on their land, but it is also right next to NAN land
and I've a feeling that the stuff they sprayed on the fields would
break virtually every dumping agreement we have with the NAN lands.
First off we have to get rid of that spirit though.

Nightshade, I'm sorry but I have no more information that I can give
you.  The only rumour I have heard is regarding the Tacoma
Headsplitters, aparently they've suffered a split.  Internal gang
politics or some such trouble. ]<<<<< 
        -Sgt Vaughan Jackson (15:53:32/10.8.54)
         Lonestar Missing Persons Bureau

>>>>>[ 'S'allright miss O'Connor, if, if, if, I hear anyting, I will
be in touch wis you right away *hic* Oh! Excuse me.  Your brother is,
is, is, one fine fella, an' if anyting should 'appen to 'im, God
forbid, I..I..I'll be out there lookin' fer'im.  *hic* Schorry, I tink
dat I 'ave 'ad a liiittle too much ter drink, I am goin' to lie
down]<<<<< 
        -- Nige <None compus mentus/Tight as a newt>

>>>>>[Sorry, that I haven't been logged on, but I've had a few
problems with a group of Katana's vamps.  I canna take them all on be
meself, but one-on-one they canna beat me.  All lads and lasses, that
are willing to help me meet me at *****Encrypt Locale***** at
*****Encrypt Time***** tonight.  I am glad for the shades.]<<<<<
        --Mac (11:39:45 EDT/10:08:54)

>>>>>[Ahhh, Mac so go of you to show that you are still alive, It
won't be for long though.]<<<<<
        --Katana (11:41:20 EDT/10:08:54)

>>>>>[ J*9us CH&&.., ha.en t a#@ of #ou reci##ed my mes..#### .... GHJGthjgh%&#
*^%*$%^&*{ HGHGTt8 75$^6O y*%$#tGK K*$# dhgo; {)HGTuu% ........................
[Problem receiving]........[Retransmiting ACK signals]
[NOACK]
[NOACK]
[NOACK].............ejgh5t&%#c"jl......
[Message error]
[Message error]
[Message error]
...................................[reestablishing link] s#nd H%LP !...........
...............................................................................
...................[Link Down: Message aborted] ]<<<<<

>>>>>[  Is there anybody here who knows who's the owner of this help message. It
seems that he's tried to say:

> Jesus CHRIST.., haven't all of you received my messages...?????
> ????
> ????........send HELP !.....

I don't like to have problems for somebody else, but when somebody
call for help, I try to help him. So.....BOUGEZ VOUS LA
DEDANS...]<<<<<
        -- Nightwolf < 18:24:31 / 10-08-54 >

>>>>>[HOI Chums, Well I 'ave jus' gotten back to Seattle.  Wow wha' a
long trip tha' was.  I am lookin' ferward ta my bed.  I thin' I am
gonna sleep fer th' next day.  I nee' some rest.  I still 'ave ta
drive back ta my place.  Then i am jus' gonna crash.  Later
all.]<<<<< 
        --  STREETWOLF(Fire is an Elf's Best Friend)(14:07:28/10:08:54)

>>>>>[Hello everyone again.  You can call off the search for my
brother.  He just walked in the door to the appartment.  And he
explained to me what happened and where he was.  He just went into
the bedroom and decided to take a nap.  I can't say that I blame
him.  He basically was only getting a few hours of sleep a night
because he wanted to get back home quickly.  When he gets back up
we are gonna go out and spend some time together.  We don't have
much time left to spend with each other seeing that I have to
return home on Sunday. 

We haven't really done anything together for a long time and I want
to spend as much time as possible with my tired brother.  Well if I
don't speak to you again before I leave thank you for everything you
have done.]<<<<< 
        --  Patricia O'Connor(14:21:21/10:08:54)

>>>>>[ So where the bloody drekking hell have you been? You little
punk, why, I ought to...Oooooogh! ]<<<<<
        --Blindside (TeaIn/TheSahara)

>>>>>[ Wouldja' believe we took a little field trip? ]<<<<<
        --Kaneda (Jeremiah/Blues)

>>>>>[ NO! ]<<<<<
        --Unison Transmission

>>>>>[ Besides, we've seen the footage of Dr. Jackson's, quote,
"death." The ionization pattern that laser of yours leaves is quite
unmistakable. ]<<<<< 
        --MOONWALKER (King/OfPain)

>>>>>[ Okay, ya got me. Then wouldja believe we helped break a con
outa' court, flew him upstate, patched a few holes, an' came back
here, only you weren't back at the hotel--]<<<<<
        --Kaneda (Jeremiah/Blues)

>>>>>[ That, mon, is b'cause most of the hotel is now rubble in tha
street. Not a pretty picture, hey? ]<<<<<
        --Ralph (MoonOver/BourbonStreet)

>>>>>[ Affirmative. we discovered this when attemping to
land/disembark at that locus. Negatory Pretty Picture. ]<<<<<
        --TickTock (Demolition/Man)

>>>>>[ so we spent th' last coupla' days trackin' you down. It
wasn't too tough; all we had ta' do was raise a big enough stink so
you'd come and find us. ]<<<<<
        --Kaneda (Jeremiah/Blues)

>>>>>[ Yes, but where on earth did you get the inflatable
gorilla?]<<<<< 
        --Blindside (TeaIn/TheSahara)

>>>>>[ Never heard of Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, Yes? ]<<<<<
        --TickTock (Demolition/Man)

>>>>>[ Hi chummers.... Great news to all the Black Dove's fans. After
3 years of hard work, our last album 'ON THE OTHER SIDE' is on
sale... Yeah!... If you want your copy on MCD in ESS, be  quick. Nine
Songs or one hour and a half of  GREAT music only  for CyberHardRock
fans. 

This album is released on the meta-Virgin Label.

We'll  also play in  live for you  in three weeks  at the Dante's
Inferno, with some others fragged friends... but it's a
surprise.... a BIG surprise... 

So take your places now for this occasion. ]<<<<<
        -- Michael Styx < 19:34:12 / 10-08-54 >

>>>>>[ Commander Drake:  I'm no expert on UCAS or International law,
but if there is proven bribery in a trial, that is grounds for a
mistrial.  That as a mistrial, the proceedings and any results are
null and void.  Thus for all legal purposes, you have not been tried
for those charges.  A new trial can be called by the State.  Double
Jepardey does not apply to Action Jackson.  In any case the Public
Menace (HMHVV Infection) charge cannot be dropped.  That is clearly
stated in HMHVV Codes. ]<<<<< 
        -- Robert O'Callahan, M.P.I. <12:39:05/10-08-54>

>>>>>[ HEY.....ROXERS!  GOOD ta here from ya, girl!  Nex...I
dunno...geesh! He saw that walla fire, there...an' sorta, like, LOST
IT!! If'n FM hadn't of needed him so bad...hell!  I dunno WHAT he
woulda done! 

But, he's been kinda...I dunno...OUTTA it, fer a while!  Can't talk
ta him, `r NUTHIN!  Just stares off inta space, kinda...won't even
let anyone TOUCH him!  AJ says it's some kinda shock, `r
somethin...I dunno...he's kinda messed up, though...I KNOW he's
gonna be pretty glad ta hear from ya, though! 

But, I dunno if I can get thru ta him...I diuo*&3hy......LINK
TERMINATED 

>>>>>[ __ROXEY__!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!  ROXEY...WHERE _ARE_ YA?!?!  My
GAWD...yer A'RIGHT!!!  Ya...uh...ARE a'right...AREN'TCHA...*held
breath*   Oh, GAWD...! ROXEY?!?  Roxey...ANSWER me! 
PLEASE......*heard under breath-- "Dear gawd... PLEASE let her be
a'right...please...* Roxey...? *groan* ]<<<<< 
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/ hits-th'-bone>

>>>>>[ Guess that means he's ok, DON'T it!?! *grin*  Look, I'm gonna
go get him calmed down...K?  Better get back ta him, pretty soon,
though, Roxers!  Else, we're gonna hafta start pryin him offa the
WALLS!  NOT a pretty sight, girl! NOTa PRETTY sight...]<<<<< 
        -HellBlast <Subtlety?  HA!>

>>>>>[ Macleod, I DO believe you have presented us with a just cause.
Therefore, I shall be MORE than willing to lend myself TO your cause.
I do believe that I am in a rather "unique" position.  Sir, _I_ am a
vampyre hunter...but, PLEASE, do not let this bring you to turn me
away.  I hunt ONLY those who INSIST on living off the suffering, and
life-force, of innocents.]<<<<<        
        -Black Darius (17:50:24/ 10-08-54)

>>>>>[ Macleod, sir!  I, ALSO, twould be MOST interested in aiding
you...if you'll have me! *smile*  I have MANY skills to recommend
me to this mission. I am a graduate of UTT, majoring in Paranormal
Behaviour...TOP of my class! With five years of experience "under
my belt", in the field, I believe I could CERTAINLY be a real boon
to your team! 

Should you wish to consider myself, AND my associate, for
employment, feel free to contact me at ***ENCRYPT Tir-TG***   Thank
you, for your time. ]<<<<< 
        -Briohne Sylvyntarre (17:54:47/ 10-08-54)

>>>>>[ Cool, Black Dove has a new album out, the last one was good,
so I can't wait to hear the new one.  As for Dante's, come on - you
can tell a fellow singer who the special guests are.

Moonwalker, when are you getting back from NY.  I haven't seen you
since before the tour.  What have you been up too?  Hey and guess
what!!!!!!  I got an Invitation from Concrete Dreams to come jam
with them sometime!!!!!!!!!!! I can even bring a few (not many)
guests, are you interested???  Like you wouldn't be.  Call me when
you get back to Seattle.]<<<<< 
        --Sheena <15:07:11/10-08-54>

>>>>>[ HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!! LISTER!!!!!!! ]<<<<<
        -- Kichanski <15:09:11/10-08-54>

>>>>>[ SMEG!!!!! No not again!!!!! I just had one not too long
ago!!!!  I didn't even remember about it.  Well I guess I should
thank you for reminding me.  How old am I now???  22, 23?]<<<<<
        --Lister <15:10:13/10-08-54>

>>>>>[ No Lister your 24. The same age as Sheena and me.]<<<<<
        --Kichanski <15:12:34/10-08-54>

>>>>>[ Fraggin' Smeg I CAN'T be that old!!! Why I still remember
when I was 20, and that was only like last year or something!!! 
24, man am I getting old. 24 and missing my right hand.

HEY I.B.A. - Do you feel like going out and drowning some missery?]<<<<<
        --Lister <15:15:23/10-08-54>

>>>>>[ KICHANSKI - YOU TOLD THEM MY AGE!!!!! BOY ARE YOU IN FOR IT!!]<<<<<
        --Sheena <15:15:54/10-08-54>

>>>>>[ Hey Lighten up!!! I'm the old one, I'll be 25!! come December.]<<<<<
        --Kichanski <15:16:43/10-08-54>

>>>>>[ 25 is old?  My I really had no concept.  N'Ralan how old am I?]<<<<<
        --Seraphy <15:20:02/10-08-54>

***** Encrypt Hide Mk .5 :)  from Lister
>>>>>[ Well what should we get Lister - I'm figuring a new hand, but
he really doesn't know whether he wants a real one or a cyber.]<<<<<
        --Spirit < Is 22 / ppbbtthh

>>>>>[ CRUSH is 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, ahhh.  Let CRUSH take
of shoes. Ok CRUSH ready again. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10,  ahhh
feet 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 ahh 11 ahhh 12, Yep thats all.
CRUSH is 10 fingers and 12 toes old.  CRUSH Remember CRUSH as old as
CRUSH have fingers and toes.]<<<<< 
        --CRUSH <15:25:45/10-08-54>

>>>>>[ 22?  12 toes?  To bad it wasn't extra hands, I'd borrow
one.]<<<<< 
        -- Lister <15:26:13/10-08-54>

***** Encrypt Stalk (by Spirit) - Mac 
>>>>>[ I shall be there. ]<<<<<
        --Claw <15:42:56/10-08-54>

>>>>>[ CRUSH get Blimp!!!  CRUSH get float!!! CRUSH get have picinic
in Sky. ahhh, Spirit?  How CRUSH not en-code something?]<<<<<
        --CRUSH <15:50:13/10-08-54>

>>>>>[ I'll do it.  CRUSH darling, where do you plan on keeping the
Blimp? And hurry up, we have to go get Lister cake, the one with 24
candles!! ]<<<<< 
        -- Spirit < Lister is 24!!! >

>>>>>[ Betrayed.  And I was her best friend when I was younger.]<<<<<
        --Lister <15:54:24/10-08-54>

>>>>>[Hey Patricia!  Don't leave so soon!  We'd love to meet you!  It
is so hard to find young ladies around here who won't try to shoot us
or turn us into frogs.  Come party with us!  We're always around at
the hippest places, so come on by.]<<<<< 
        --  Runner Wannabes with way too much time on their hands
            <17.10.32/10.08.54>

>>>>>[ Hmm, interesting last post.  It brings a question to my mind,
why would most of you want to become runners? ]<<<<<
        -- Dimitri <16:34:23/10-08-54>

***** I enter into the profession of Shadowrunnning because I had no
money nor SIN.  I also was not interested in working for a
corperation.  Mostly though,I entered into Shadowrunning because
everyone else I knew, name the team, was doing it.*****
        --Nightfox < I was young at the time >

>>>>>[ Well, there seems to be a corp out there that took offense to
my shooting the tires off a limo when I was 15.  In recompense, I was
impressed into service to pay off the tires and cyberware they
installed into me so I could work for them.  Typical corp
logic.]<<<<<
                -Harleqiun <Red Eye>

>>>>>[Originally I started running when I left the NAN to raise
enough money to find my brother after mom died.]<<<<<
                -Sabre <Harle's sis>

>>>>>[What else is there to do?  Where else can you see such pretty
colors and sounds?]<<<<<
                -Hard-to-Catch <Caugh by H>

>>>>>[Typical shaman.  Me, daddy dearest is still looking for me.  I,
like, just got tired of Corp Prep School.]<<<<<
                -Lucinda <TYR Sec.>

>>>>>[Well, the Falcons are after me for some borrowed equip.  The UB
killed my boyfriend.  And DeeCee just isn't a healthy place to live
and jobs are scarce when you only have graduated high school.  The
shadows are much better at teaching about life.]<<<<<
                -Styx <River of Dreams>

>>>>>[You asked.  There's the answer from TYR Sec.  If that isn't
scary, well, each has a reason for what they do.  Now me, I'm going
fishing tomorrow.]<<<<<
                -Harlequin <Wait!  Who made ME spokesperson>

>>>>>[It's good to hear you're doing better Nightshade. I was
wondering if you needed any help. You know my skills so if you need
me get in touch. We can work out the details then.]<<<<<
                -- Red <21:05:32/10-09-54>

>>>>>{ Not like you ask'd, but...  I entered the shadows after a
smart remark.  BTW, when ya save someone's life and they ask ya if
you would like anything in return...  Don't tell 'em that ya
wouldn't mind disappearing 'cuz some guy's on your trail.  Do you
know how hard it is to be ligit when all the records of your
existance are "misplaced" far far away?  Or were they just burnt? 
I never did get back in touch wi't him.  But, it has been a while.
BTW, my name is Pheonix, an' I'm in the Find-and-Retrieve/Expire
biz.  If any ov ya have work I'm lookin'. }<<<<< 
       -- Phoenix (00:54:37 MST / 10-09-54)

***** Interupt Send Phoe.5
>>>>>{ Maybe you should think more before you talk next time...  and
BTW, Hiya Beautiful.  When am I going to get that date? }<<<<<
       -- Whisper (00:00:01 Not / 10-09-8^)
***** Continue Send *.5

>>>>>[I guess I should have expected this.  SpotOn, thank you for
the warning, I have alerted the denizens of the tunnel to watch out
for Fenris.  I also told them to be gentle in turning him away, if
at all possible.  That last bit will depend on your friend,
however; as I've stated time and time again, we WILL defend
ourselves if necessary.  I hope Fenris does not make it necessary,
however.]<<<<< 
        --Fenris (10:05:32/10-9-54)

>>>>>[Sorry for the delay, folks.  Moriarity had me runnin all over
God's Green Earth gettin stuff for Wiz.  Weird guy, him, but I ain't
tellin why.  He made it very clear that he didn't want any trouble,
and that me tellin the world bout him would be trouble.  Cute too.
Too bad he's married...  But I finally have time to up-load this
drek. 

*****Engage Edited(partial) Sensory Feed*****

Baby notices you when you enter her through the turret hatch.  She
has also been monitering the developments outside the garage/hanger
and as you go through the preflight checks and strap yourself into
the acceleration couch, informs you of the projected force now
engaging the PSU Security Force and probable number or airborne
targets:  10-13. 

A moment of disorientation occurs as you join your mind with the
expert Pilot system and computer of Baby.  You become one in a
ritual which has never lost its appeal, and never will.  It is
almost like religious experience that the mystics of the previous
world professed to believe in.  If you were a Shaman, maybe you
could draw an analogy between speaking with your Totem and the
total trust and absolute interconnection between you and this
machine, but you are not a Shaman, only a rigger, and where the
connection exists between your Baby and yourself, there is only
You. 

Engines rumble loudly to life, systems dead for several days return
to life and you feel your senses expand to cover everything you can
see, from thermal to ultralight, air pressure on your metal skin,
strain on bulkheads and struts that should be replaced when you get
back to Denver this time.  Kaneda and Nige have taken off, and if you
weren't still here, you would have too.  But the Boss needs you and
so do your friends.  The PSU administration knew the risk they were
taking letting you use thier place as a hideout, and accepted it.
Even to the students you were a hero of the Night of Rage, something
you hope they will never have to live through.  And the reason the
students here are trained so well in more than just academics.
Amazingly you have time to think these thoughts as you double and
triple check all your systems only to find everything operating at
100%.  You'll need every bit of it today. 

You begin your power taxi up toward the garage entrance, finding it
blocked by an Appaloosa Light Scout Vehicle.  Your engines
resonating within the confines of the garage must have been louder
than you had thought, as they drew a lightlyarmored, but well armed
Muscovite varient of the LSZ to the front door.  Just asyou are
about to get blasted, you catch a large heat source manifesting
before the LSV; a fire elemental, controlled by someone nearby,
giving you the time you needed to blow a hole through the wall
directly before you with an HE missile.  A few cannon rounds to the
edges and it large enough to accelerate through.  You power taxi
toward the Gate in the Great Wall just before you and you pass
through as it opens automatically to your Priority Security signal.
Turning down Park Avenue, you begin to accelerate for your VSTOL
take-off, hoping you can get airborne fast enough to not crash into
the Mobmaster coming down upon you.  You succeed, but not before
MMG fire rakes your belly, destroying a Ruthenium sensor.  Your
camo coverage will be lowered today, just when you need it the
most. 

You streak out over the campus, noticing that your friends are
heading out towards Universtiy Drive where you can pick them up
quickly and get airborne again. But even with the trikes they have
just found, it will take them about 5 minutesto get there.  And its
about this time that you notice the Eagle bearing down on you.  In
the instant that you have before you get an ordinance load from the
computer databanks, you notice that there are NO PSU students
around, anywhere. Ordinance load:  4 HE SuperBandit AGMs, 6 AP
SuperBandit AGMs, 4 improved AAMs, 2 basic AAMs, and two outerwing
Vengeance MMG Minigun weapon pods.  You are not going to enjoy
this... 

Combat is joined and you begin the acrobatic maneuvers that made you
and your ex-bestfriend from the Army the best Panzer pilots they had.
Even with your severe speed disadvantage, you realize that this pilot
is not all that good, but still good enough to know his enemy, you.
In an effort to pin you to a straight track, the miniguns spit thier
lead at you, as does the twin Rotary Assult cannons in the fuselage,
a surprise that your system did not notice them as well.  But with
the advantage of three-dimensional combat experience and a vehicle
that is about as aerodynamic as a brick, you drop out from under the
dozens of rounds and pull up again behind the Eagle.

Maybe your estimate of the pilot's skill was a little low as he
VIFFs and you fly right by before you are even able to get a
missile lock.  Unfortunately, he is also good enough to avoid your
turret's guns and your cannon rounds are expended without good
use.  You begin the rotaion of the turret to take down the Eagle
with a firing tactic that it can NOT duplicate when your sensors
notice a figure that you know very well from his very signature. 
Collussus, who you know had left NY on foot, has arrived here at
PSU, and just in time to see you get shot out of the sky by a FB
Eagle.  What your sensors don't tell you, however, your optics do;
that there is also, all around him, a crowd of metahumans,
obviously students, and many of them looking unusual, but in a way
that you cannot devote time to determine.  Just as you get a lock
signal from the Eagle behind you, it dies out suddenly and you
catch the flash of an explosion.  The Eagle appears, as it falls
from the sky, that it had run into a wall that hadn't existed there
before.  It makes a pitifully small explosion when it hits the
ground, a sorry exclamation to its existance. 

But now that you are done playing with the Eagle, it is time to get
your friends and get the frag out of PSU.  Hopefully the Army and
airsupport will follow you and leave PSU alone.  You land,
carefully, on University Drive, and pull up to where you know Nex,
Roxey, AJ, Hellblast, and Collussus will be arriving, andin about
20 long seconds,second they do show.  Just as two Yellowjackets you
had been monitering arrive to ruin the welcoming ceremony.  Well,
the crowd of metahumansaround Collussus has disappeared when you
notice him coming out from behind Breazale Nuclear Reactor/Fusion
Power Plant building.  You aren't quite sure what it is he is
carrying, but know that if it's in the spirit of weaponry you know
he enjoys, the Yellowjackets won't.  With his unusual, cybernetic
speed, radically faster than even the fastest sam and more on a
vehicular level, he arrives at your side before everyone else and
opens the emergency side hatch I (WARNING-Editor Failure Imminent,
excess of Edited terms reached...) you had installed several years
ago for just these occasions.  He stays outside and covers one of
the 'Jackets as you cover the other, shooting individual rounds at
each of them and keeping them under roof level.  Nex is the first
to arrive, but in his typical heroic manner, waits for his
friends.  AJ and Hellblast arrive almost at the same time with AJ
running inside and strapping himself in. Hellblast jumps in after
and takes the gunners pintle in the rear of Baby. 

Collussus:  Get in, Nex.
Nex:  Frag you, what about Rox?

Well, to show Nex that he means it, Collussus picks up Nex and
deposits him upon the lip of the hatch.  Nex, just a little
surprised, lets his jaw hang open at the total lack of effort
Collussus just demonstrated and mumbles something about not wanting
to piss him off any more than AJ or Slicke.  But the yellowjacket
that Collussus was covering with the Panther cannon he had got from
the Findly Commons Armory took this momentary distraction to launch
a rather large volly of over 20 unguided 12.7 rockets and fire off
several LMG bursts.  Collussus is fast enough to swing that cannon
around like a rifle and put a round into the gastank, but the
ensuing explosion doesn't stop the just fired rockets closing fast
on the area.  Deciding not to stick around, you activate the
emergency override on the emergency hatch and slam it shut just as
Nex screams something about Roxey still being outside.  He jumps up
into the turret and as we get mobile, sees the earth around Roxey
and Collussus erupt upwards in a jet of molten fire and melting
rock.  To you, it appears as if the ripple struck the ground just
short of your position and started a FAE or FAI(Fuel Air
Incendiary) fire.  You don't think that unguided rockets are
capable of such distruction, but have no time to contemplate it. 
In a blood- curdling scream that could raise the Wild Hunt
itself(Editor's Note:  Editor Failure at 01:47:32/10-07-54), Nex
straps himself into the turret in the commander's position and
begins to fire up the unactive weaponry and reload the missiles. 
He seems to be running on sheer adreneline and hate. 

*****Break Sensory Feed*****
I thought I'd hack it off there just before it got interestin(evil
grin).  As you know, Roxey and Collussus are ok, mostly, so I was
obviously wrong about the incendiary explosion, but I'm sure that
it'll come out sooner or later. And it fraggin better be sooner,
Col!]<<<<< 
        --  FM(13:51:47/10-09-54)

>>>>>[Well, here's the second an maybe last bit of Sensory Feed...

*****Begin Un-Edited Sensory Feed*****

You get airborne without too much difficulty and decide that maybe
you should just set the Ruthenium to a general black and green on
the top and a solid black on the bottom to allow for the recently
fallen night.  Total targets now estimated is 5.  Where the other 3
went that were not shot down is not known to your sensors, and this
worries you.  With your military grade ECCM, you should be able to
see fraggin near everything, and yet they have up and fallen off
the face of the fraggin earth. 

The first target you notice is in the process of being eaten by what
appears to your radar as a small mass of disturbed air, specifically
an air elemental. 

You are surprised to see what happens to a helicoptor when thier
rotors no longer achieve any lift.  But something distracts the
elemental long enought forthe Jacket to crash land without injury
to the pilot.  You hold no grudge towardhim or her as he/she was
just doing thier job, however misguided his or her commander was. 
You are caught almost totally by surprise when you notice muzzle
flashes strafing the Old Main lawn and a large congregation of
students who had gathered there.  But your sensors, even after
focusing them onto the area immediately behind the flashes, only
barely register the Aerospace Avenger Ultralight that is tearing up
the turf with LMG and cannon fire.  However, Hellblast sees it as
you roar by and fires the Vengeance Minigun into the hole and your
sensors register a sharp raise in visibility, enough for the
outboard port missile launcher to get a lock and fire.  You see the
Avenger blossom into a flash of metal fragments as the missile
detonates on target and you pray that none of the shrapnel injured
anyone on the ground. 

However, you are lucky enough to have a turret gunner also watching
the sensors that knows what he is doing, because you register a
missile acheiving lock on something and being launched before you
even realize what the target is:  A second FB Eagle, this one loaded
with 2 clusterbombs, 10 ripples of unguided rockets, and 4 basic AAMs
on the outer wings.  Unfortunately, this pilot is even better than
the last one and succeeds in avoiding the missile-the first time.
This break in allows the Eagle to launch all 10 ripples at me, as
well as all fraggin 4 AAMs.  You avoid the ripple easily, cursing as
you are unable to track thier trajectory due to other problems, and
almost succeed in avoiding the missiles too.  Two fly right by and
detonate on Sparks Building, collapsing the facade that had withstood
even the Night of Rage, and the third strikes Burrowes accross The
Mall.  The fourth strikes you, causing moderate damage to your
recently repaired port side weapons pod, and making it inoperable for
the rest of the battle.  Nex takes the opportunity of streaking by
the Eagle to fire yet another missile and Hellblast rakes the Eagle's
port wing with MMG fire, damaging it enough that even Nex's late
fired missile is able to strike and destroy the Eagle.

Frag it, Nex.  That missile was fired a whole 14 miliseconds too late!

Well exsqueeeze me!  AJ, pass me that missile there.  I don't care
if it's an Ares Dragon Long Range AAM, it's an AAM, right?  It
cost's how much?  Wellll, pass it up!

You head out away from the campus, hoping to keep the devastation
from your crashing or the destruction of your attackers to a
minimum.  The ploy seems to have worked as you notice the last
Eagle coming after you from behind and being joined by what your
system identifies as a RPV armed with a Vanquisher Minigun and 2
LMGs, and 2 AAMs and 4 AGMs, type not currently known due to system
damage from the missile shot.  Fraggin lucky, you think as you
realize that just a few centimeters to the left and one of the
exhasut ports would have been crippled and you would have had to
land or suffer massive handling problems. 

Ok, Nex, Hellblast, time to party!

(in unison)  Cool!

You begin you evasion maneuvers just as the Eagle gets within
missile range, and you catch them off guard.  Hellblast, knowing
quite well that his weapon cannot reach them, patiently waits for
you to allow them to come closer.  Your maneuvers begin to get a
little frantic and AJ begins to complain about being tossed around
the cabin while holding on to a large missile.  Nex looks at him
harshly, and AJ does something that you've never seen before.  He
stops, gulps, and hands over the missile. mumbling something about
"those fraggin eyes!" He returns to his seat and straps himself in
just as I notice a missile appearing out of the clear night sky. 

FRAG!!!!!!!  DREK!!!!  Where is the son-of-a-slitch?

You perform a radical maneuver that nearly throws Nex out of the
commander's micro-turret and away from the Minigun mounted there,
but also saves you from taking a missile dead on the side.  You
register an explosion just behind you, and minimal damage in the
gunner's cupula.  Nex turns slightly pale and you reassure him that
Hellblast is ok, specifically that his vital signs are strong and
not wavering, except for a rise in bloodpressure.  Performing an
emergency scan for the attacker, you literally run into it, taking
the wing right off. As it falls, you notice that it's signature was
so low due to the electric drive of the Raven Glider.  You also
notice a couple of parachutes, and are glad to see survivors. 

In your dealing with the Raven, you intentionally allowed the Eagle
and the RPV to get MUCH closer, now well within range of all your
missiles, all thier missiles, and almost within range of your guns as
well.  They come in at a double level, coordinating thier attack in a
way that indicates that the RPV pilot is the Rio of the Eagle's
pilot, an interesting combination.  This Eagle is not armed as
heavily as the first one, but you figure that this is because all the
AGMs have been fired already.  As there is only one target for AGM
fire... 

Fraggin drekeatin sons-a-slitches...Nex, they fired at the
students.... 

I guess they deserve what they got comin then...

Ya, Nex(cough)...fraggin smoke back here...Ya they do.

Again, in the cold hatred and anger that you use to further your
ends, and not the hot anger that uses you, you turn on the Eagle. 
Your already peaked sensorsseem to get even more sensitive as your
entire being focuses on the death of those within that plane.  You
focus so intently on that one aircraft that all the rest of the
world fades from view as you throw yourself into a moderate G turn
and begin a game of chicken with a Federated Boeing Eagle.  You
know that neither of you will survive the collision, but neither
you nor Nex seem to care right now.  Especially Nex, as you hear
him chanting "die...die...die" in the turret.  As soon as you enter
firing range, you bring all your weapons tobear and fire them, as
does the RPV. 

The RPV had moved itself into position between you and the Eagle
immediately after the pilot realized what you were planning.  But
in a radical development, none of the missiles fired or the rounds
strike you as the RPV goes quiet in the instant before 4 missiles
and 24 cannon and 15 heavy machinegun rounds turn it into
yesterday's scrap metal.  You suspect that no piece larger than a
credstick will hit the ground. 

With the RPV out of the way, and Nige and his wonderful electronic
jamming making its destruction without ours as well possible, the
remaining missiles are launched at the Eagle, striking it directly
under the belly in the middle of a turn.  It too falls from the sky
on a streak of red and orange.  Nige calls in.

"Hope that was a help, FM.  Couldn't leave ya out to die like that."
"Thanks a lot Nige.  I owe ya fraggin a LOT for tonite.  Call it in anytime"
"Roger, and you'd better haul."
"Roger and out."

Well, that was Nige saved our sorry asses, boys.

Tell him if he needs ANYTHING at all to tell Moriarity that I sent
him, k? 

Ditto here.

Uh, got a little problem...

FRAG!

"Hello, FM.  Remember me?"
"Maxine...Long time."
"To wait to pay the Piper.  And it's time, FM.  And you without any missiles
left either.  Tsk Tsk."

Who the drek is this slitch, FM?

An old friend.

Ahhh....never mind.

You realize that you are facing your old friend Maxine, your ex-
best friend from the Army Panzer Corp.  She and you were the two
best there were.  When you left because you couldn't handle all the
fraggin non-combatant deaths, she just laughed and swore that you
would die by her hand one day.  You hope that day hasn't come.  She
was always just a little better pilot than you... 

RELOAD ME, AJ!!!!!!!

You notice Nex and AJ beginning to reload the missile launcher with
your last 3 missiles, 2 AAMs and an HEM.  You do an ammo count and
find that you havel burned a thousand rounds already, and the real
battle has just begun.  You start racing out over the hills and
valleys of Pennsylvania, knowing that she is out there somewhere,
waiting. 

*****End Sensory Feed*****

That's it, folks.  No more.]<<<<<
        --  FM(15:13:31/10-09-54)

*****Encrypt My_BOYFIEND'S_BACK v.3, THE Nexus MPCP***** 
>>>>>[Hey babe!  Everything's ok, k?  Now, if you don't get out of
that slump of yours, I'm gonna sic Max on you....Come to think of it,
I'll do that any way!  Max, Zap Nex.(evil grin)  And stay there with
him till I get there.  No, I'll be fine.  Fraggin Ally o'mine worrys
too fraggin much...and doesn't hit me when I complain about it!
Ahhhhhh....the joys of having an ally at your beck and call...or out
dealing with your boyfriend when you can't reach him! So, you see,
I'm fine.  How are you, babe?]<<<<<
        --  Foxey Roxey(15:22:20/10-09-54)

>>>>>[I seem to have done something recently.  When I was out in
Hell's Kitchen on the way to New York, I summoned an elemental.  I
thought it was a normal Fire elemental, but after it saved my butt at
PSU, I am kinda revising that a little.  It's closer to a combination
Fire/Earth elemental, almost made of Lava in manifest form.  Any
clues how I might have done this?  Or was it just the place I
summoned it in?]<<<<< 
        --  Foxey Roxey(15:27:58/10-09-54)

>>>>>[It looks like Harlequin and friends have the general idea,
Dimitri.  We all run for reasons of our own.  I run because it keeps
me alive and because there is no statute of limitations on 13 counts
of first degree murder.  The UCAS doesn't like it when you kill the
entire board of directors and the president of the company for
ordering the death of thier Security Chief, who just happened to be
my sister.]<<<<< 
        --  Slash(15:32:19/10-09-54)

>>>>>[Wow, Slash told the whole world that.  Time's they are
a-changing.  I run because the streets and the shadows are my
world.  I've lived in them since I was five, and if you know thier
rules, you find them far more comforting than any ritzy hotel or
private home.]<<<<< 
        --  Foxey Roxey(15:34:51/10-09-54)

>>>>>[And I ran them because I knew nothing else to do after.]<<<<<
        --  Action Jackson(15:35:30/10-09-54)

>>>>>[And I love the rush, the danger, the simple doing of
things...]<<<<< 
        --  Solitiare(15:36:54/10-09-

*****Virus...Destroyed*****
>>>>>[Never gonna give up, are you Fool?]<<<<<
        --  Solitaire(15:37:56/10-09-54)

>>>>>[Of course not.  Our relationship is one of kill or be killed,
Solitiare. And I intend on being upright and mobile at the end.]<<<<<
        --  Dante(15:39:17/10-09-54)

>>>>>[ I thought Hell's Kitchen was in New York? ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <13:15:53/10-09-54>

>>>>>[ A Lava elemental?  I don't think that is possible Foxey
Roxey. Especially if you only had summoning materials for a fire
elemental.  I think it was where you were that made that particular
fire elemental more solid than usual.  All elementals are different
in there own ways.  I remember one of my professors doing research
on mixed elementals, but all he got were weak elementals of one
type or the other. ]<<<<< 
        -- Raven the Mage <13:20:13/10-09-54>

>>>>>[ Personally I think she was hallusinating. ]<<<<<
        -- Cerise <13:22:22/10-09-54>

>>>>>[Whats this about Diana (Mistress of the Night) disappearing ?
Its absolutely untrue. As a matter of fact she is my guest. I was
forced to help her during Mr. Jackson's escape.  Essentially this is
what happened. Diana was casting powerful spells during the mayhem at
the courthouse. The combonation of chaos, mayhem, and drain probably
fatigued her, and she went unconcious. My paladins were evacuating me
to safety at the time - but when I saw her go down I responded in the
only way possible for a Tirian Noble.  Fearing that she would be
trampled, I rescued her, and evac -uated her with us. She was quite
hurt. Don't worry though. I have seen to her every need. She is now
fully healed and recovering nicely. She seems quite cheery. I am
attending to her every need. Oh, I should warn you. I am not at my
palace - but rather at a much more private and secluded location - a
secret resting place. I believe that trying to visit Diana
unexpectedly might cause her to tax her fragile health - even fatally
perhaps. So I don't recommend surprise visits. Now for an
uncomfortable topic. I am indeed a wealthy individual, but attending
to Diana's health has drained my accounts somewhat. And as per the
custom, I must insist on an exchange of favors. Oh, don't worry - I
don't require any- thing as vulgar as money. Perhaps a favor in deed
- which I shall name later. But first take a look ======}

TRIDEO FEED ***=}

Diana and Solariel eating breakfast in a great crystal atrium
furnished in High Elven Baroque. A NewsFax sits prominently on the
table showing date Oct. 9, '54 The NewsFax is the Seattle
MetroNewZ, and has the right articles on the front page. The two
seem to be having a conversation: Solariel looks cheerful, Diana
slightly angry. Solariel stands up after finishing a pastry, walks
over to Diana, tries to kiss her hand but is rebuffed. He shrugs,
bows deeply then leav es.***ENDTAPE 

As you can see, Diana is doing quite well.
And now for the favor. This is for Diana's friends:

***ENCRYPTDIANAZZ***
I wish to trade Diana for a job. The job is simple. I want you to
kill the Shad owrunner known as The (Dead) Wyrm Ourobouros. Thats
it. No bargaining. Diana alive for The Wyrm dead. Please reply
immediately or else.***]<<<<< 
      -- Prince Solariel (16:18:49/10.9.54)

>>>>>[Well, Spice we can go alot of ways from here. I believe D.
Beaumont is still alive - we just need to track down some leads. We
could follow the Head- splitters. We should find out what caused the
intergang split - I bet one side or the other is responsible for D.
Beaumont's kidnapping. Also we should check up on Agrigen and
Sonomish Farms (I their very related). The Defacers might also be a
lead worth following. Dr. Megson we should definitely track and scan.

***ECNSPICEIII*** 
Fragg! This "Miranda Lees" is awfully paranoid. She almost spotted
me, I had to drop the tail eventually. Spice, you say she mundane
!!!!  Hard to believe.  We' ll need to find out the truth from her
soon - because we're being set up. What do you want to do about other
leads?*** Hey Red, thanks for the note. I definetly would like you in
on this deal. I just need to check with Mrs. J on this.  But I think
your hired.]<<<<<
            -- NightShade (16.37.15/10.9.54)

>>>>>[I run the shadows because the light hurts my eyes.]<<<<<
        --Journey <21:00.00/10.09.54>

>>>>>[Journey!! Is it really you?  We all thought you were dead! 
Man, it is great to have you back!]<<<<<
        --Gyrfalcon <21:10.15/10.09.54>

*****Encrypt Lackey*****
>>>>>[Did you get a trace on him?]<<<<<
        --Dorian <21:12.14/10.09.54>

*****Encrypt Dorian*****
>>>>>[Trace what?  I go back to the originating LTG and the system
record shows two users in the last 48 hours, both ID's being your
Corsairs.  So either your men are playing tricks with your mind, or
some B.A. matrix runner is posting messages with Journey's tag from
remote terminals, or....]<<<<<
        --Lackey <21:15.12/10.09.54>

*****Encrypt Lackey*****
>>>>>[Or What?]<<<<<
        --Dorian <21:15.58/10.09.54>

*****Encrypt Dorian*****
>>>>>[Or we have another ghost in the machine who likes to play
games.]<<<<< 
        --Lackey <21:17.04/10.09.54>

>>>>>[Ok, I'll be around. You know how to get in touch with
me.]<<<<< 
                -- Red <08:25:52/10-10-54>

>>>>>[Hey, FM, thanks for sending those sensory feeds out! They were
pretty darn cool, and had some interesting elements I've been able to
strip out and incorporate into the works here at VirtFun.  Hey, I
hope you and your 'friend' are doing all right...  lemme know if you
can, okay? 

Offering a break from the shadows,]<<<<<
        -- SierraFL (2054 Oct 10 / 12:54:40)

>>>>>[I don't mind if ya use them, SierraFL, but change the faces and
similar drek so that they aren't easily tracable ta me or my chums.
We've been havin enough troubles without our faces plastered all over
the trids or sims...]<<<<< 
        --  FM(22:09:27/10-10-54)

>>>>>[And FM, when are we gonna see that last post of yours, huh? 
You know, theone you didn't include, the last battle between you
and....Piper?]<<<<< 
        --  Slash(22:10:01/10-10-54)

>>>>>[Looks like you really are a scheming son of a slitch with no
regard for anyone but yourself.  What's the matter, the Wyrm got you
worried?  Well, if you even touch a hair on her head, we'll hunt the
world for you.  If you kill her, not even a flock of dragons or the
high prince would save you.  I don't kill very often, and the last
time I did it was to avenge the killing of a person very close to me.
I'm sure if you look up the records of a small corp in Denver, name
of Melcomp Industries, that died over 10 years ago, you can see what
I do to people like you who kill my friends.  So you'd just better
keep her safe, "Prince" Solarial, or you won't be worth the nuyen
it'll cost to buy the bullets I'll kill you with.]<<<<<
        --  Slash(12:26:37/10-11-54)

>>>>>[But what about Gates, good Slash?  You kill him too?  Seems
your memory is a little weak]<<<<<
        --  Dante(12:27:52/10-11-54)

>>>>>[Gates is dead, never mind how, and no, I didn't kill him.  He
was eaten by his own spirits after a bit of hyper/neuro-stun
unconsciousness.  Too bad, that...]<<<<<
        --  Slash(12:29:41/10-11-54)

>>>>>[Fragin Drek, mon.  The wizest houngan alive, taken by a mere
flesh ting wid delusions a granduer?  Not nice, there Soly-mon.
Guess I better tell her fiends that the Mistress ain't-a comin round
for a while.  Wonder what theyll do to ya, mon.  Maybe toast your
lovely little safehouse ya say ya in down inta smokin rubble.  Or
maybe boil your blood out-cha veins when they catch ya.  Who knows,
mon, maybe I'll be gettin involved too.  See ya soon, mon...]<<<<<
        --  The Baron(12:34:57/10-11-54)

>>>>>[And looks like I get that chance of a lifetime to ask Raven to
give me a guided tour of the Tir Taingire Matrix, all backdoors
included, and such... *****Encrypt WEREWOLF v1, Raven MPCP*****I am
totally serious about this.  I have no knowledge of the Tir system
at all and will pay you 250 thousand nuyen for the guided tour, all
things included.  Hazard pay prices if we run into drek is up to
you, but not to exceed another 250 thousand.  AJ is footin the
bill, so I get to spend his money(smile)]<<<<< 
        --  Solitaire(12:39:44/10-11-54)

>>>>>[Still in the Tir, Solarial?  Hope so, because you DON'T mess
with family, especially blood relations.]<<<<<
        --  Action Jackson(12:42:16/10-11-54)

>>>>>[Oh, we'll do you fraggin job.  Not gonna be easy, but if you
try to double-cross us...]<<<<<
        --  Action Jackson(12:43:18/10-11-54)

>>>>>[ ***** Encrypt: Sheena *****
Hi Sheena,  I don't know you were around. I would be very happy to
meet you.  For the moment,  I'm busy with some works,  but we can
meet next week if you want. Choose the place and the date, I'll be
there. 
       
For the Fellow groups, I can tell you that The HaSTs will be there.
You are welcome if you want to participate.   The other groups are
kept secret for the moment.
*****   End Encrypt   ***** ]<<<<<
        -- Michael Styx < 17:44:00 / 10-11-54 >

>>>>>[Dr. Jackson, I may be of some assistance.  I have done work for
the High Prince in times past.  I might be able to pull some
strings.  "Prince" Solarial, you are messing with people that I have
offered to help in the past, and I am going to help them NOW!]<<<<<
        --Dr. Veggie Table

>>>>>[Collussus and Roxey pulled in late last night.  That fight on
the campus must have been unpleasant because all his cybernetic skin
and ruthenium was burned off, and he had dents and holes in his arms
and chest all over the place.  The biosystem even took a direct hit,
how I don't know, but he's ok. The radiation sheilding does a really
good job of stopping bullets.  He's in refit right now, getting the
telemetry downloaded, and massive repairs.  With the spares FM got
for me, I should be able to upgrade his limbs and carapace to near
Dragoon levels, as per the original design specs.  Signature suffers,
but if he's going into anywhere nasty(you know what I mean), he'll be
able to handle himself.

Roxey is flying to Cal Free via Seattle, Nex.  She's going to test a
theory about that weird elemental of hers and see if she can't
summon up another one. She'll be there eventually

Solitaire is looking, Solarial.  She'll be the only one who can
really do much about it right now, so don't go off and get
triggerhappy.  You wouldn't like my brother when he gets mad...

And lastly, AJ*****Encrypt*****  Sorry for the security, but I know
that this is a really tough one, as it is a one-pad cypher stolen
directly from UCAS mil stock, so you should be ok.  Moriarity wants
me to inform you that the "crew is back in buisness, fully
operational."  I know what it means, and assume you do too.  He also
says that they are pulling out all the stops like you had asked, and
that the "toys" and your "old friend" are out of the mothballs.  Hope
you know what the last one means, cause I don't.  Oh, and FM says
that she's REALLY wanted to run the Tir for a long time, and that
she's all yours if you need her, "boss."]<<<<<
        --  Wizard(12:55:03/10-11-54)

>>>>>[Mr. Jackson and crew, my wife and I might be of some
assistance to you and yours.]<<<<<
        --Gabriel Solarion (13:09:51 EDT/10:11:54)

>>>>>[Yes, we might be able to do something.]<<<<<
        --Gwailin Arthedain (13:11:05 EDT/10:11:54)

>>>>>[Wow, I didn't tell him to do that...

*****Include Sensory Feed*****
This is Charlie Fingers, coming to you from the New York Courthouse
where just minutes ago all charges and any attempt at a re-trial due
to the bribery and corruption of the recent Dr.  Jackson case were
dropped. 

Professor John St.May, the lawyer for the defense, in a closed door
session withthe Judge, Prosecution, and the jurors, apparently
convinced them to drop all the charges against Dr. Jackson except
for the Public Menace.  This reporter suspects that the threat of
charges of Corruption, Endangering the Public(due to the mobs and
violence at the public trial), Conspiracy, Bribery, and who know's
how many others.  This reporter also suspects that the Corps will
publically abide by this ruling. 

*****End Sensory Feed*****\
Enough of that.  Now, anyone who believes that the corps are going
to let me off that easy, I got a bridge to sell you.  And John,
I'll let your charge of bribery slide, as you got me off the big
ones.  And where I am, the Public menace doesn't apply]<<<<<
        --  Action Jackson(13:53:00/10-11-54)

>>>>>[Thanks, AJ.]<<<<<
        --  PJSM(13:54:42/10-11-54)

>>>>>[Red, looks like your a lock on for the job. We'll meet and talk
about this job at ***CLUBD***. I'll fill you in.]<<<<<
         -- NightShade (11:00:09/10.11.54)

>>>>>[That is not an Ares design.  Ares uses the prefix "-23/AM.CBR"
for all cybernetic body replacements.  And we never used that kind of
integrated circuit that the picture showed.  And the largest cyborg
we made was the Dragoon Combat CBR, around 2.5 meters tall, but about
twice as wide and no- where near as sleek.  The Gemini and the Column
Mark-4 are the best in that regard(sleek) as they can look exactly
like the original body, down to pulse, hair color, skin tone, skin
temperature, texture, and even artificial gonads.  They even wear
clothing or armor, though the Mark-4 doesn't but rarely need the
later. 

It may be one of Mike and the Mechanic's deadheads, but my I suspect
not. It is a cyborg created by a competitor of Ares.]<<<<<
        --  Wizard(14:12:58/10-11-54)

>>>>>[Yes, Journey has returned to the land of the living, from the
land of the near dead.  When I found him, and as it is in a very
special spot of mine I won't tell you where, he was near death.  A
simple health spell and a powerful Forest Spirit to watch over him
and he was fine.  Tired, sore, bruised, and still suffering from the
drain of the spells at the meet, but alive.  Journey, you have been
intrusted with one of my sacred places in this world.  Be careful.
It will know if you wish it harm, but if you ever need a sanctuary
from your enemies, you may use it, and it knows.  I will know if you
go there, and if you are pursued, or if it is attacked from your or
mine enemies, but use it in time of need.  It will help you now that
it is used to your aura.  Goddess be with you, Journey.  If you ever
need my assistance, in anything I can offer, you need only ask.]<<<<<
        --  Valentine(14:19:21/10-11-54)

>>>>>[Hey, FM, no worries about your ident being splashed all over
the cosmos-- though I wonder why you openreleased it here if you
cared about that?  Wouldn't anybody who's anybody, and a few who
aren't, be able to 'read' it here?  But I digress...

I'm only going to be using *tiny* bits and pieces.  Some of the
explosions, for instance, will be right at home in VirtFun's Space
Opera sim, and the tactile impressions will make interesting
force-feedback for big critters in the Fantasy Zone...

Thanks for the data, and feel free to drop by sometime!]<<<<<

>>>>>[ ...and after the
inflatable-giant-gorilla-on-the-World-Trade-Center gag, we got
together and left town. 
        
Since then we've caused Destruction in Detroit, Chaos in Chicago,
Mayhem in Minneapolis (well, St.Paul, to be precise) and Demolition
in Denver. Now that we know what we're looking for, the Sect isn't
too hard to find. ]<<<<<
        --MOONWALKER (King/OfPain)

>>>>>[ And Eliminate.

It's great to be home again, my friends. I'll see you later; I've
got to go dispose of all of my no-doubt deceased houseplants.]<<<<< 
        --Blindside (TeaIn/TheSahara)

>>>>>[ We'll hafta' search around th' plex, y'know, see if the
Sect's made any inroads here, nip 'em in th' butt. ]<<<<<
        --Kaneda (Jeremiah/Blues)

>>>>>[ That's Bud. Oh. Silly me. I forgot who was speaking ]<<<<<
        --Vixen (EveryLittleThing/SheDoesIsMagic)

>>>>>[ I'll go wit'you, Regmon. M' pile of dirty socks has probably
gone toxic by now. ]<<<<<
        --Ralph (MoonOver/BourbonStreet)

>>>>>[ Hi-Ho, Hi-Ho, it's back to work we go..... ]<<<<<
        --TickTock (Demolition/Man)

*****Encrypt Solariel*****
>>>>>[I like your style, Young Prince.  Perhaps we might make an
arrangement. There is much I can teach you about the old ways...]<<<<<
        --Dorian <13:21.15/10.11.54>

>>>>>[Hello all.  I (or should I say Blitzkrieg) decided that we
should video tape the re-union of the group back together again for
the first time.  This promises to be a first in many sense.  Besides,
Blitzkrieg's cute stubble (uh-oh) he didn't like my comment about
that.  Anyway, this video starts with the arrival of several friends
and goes from there. 

*** Begin transmitting  video ***
{The video starts with a time flashing 12:00:03 pm.  Right now it is
focused on a door.}

The door opens slowly.  Carefully a man walks in.  He is standing
about 6'3"ish wearing a beaten-up trench coat.  The man is a human
indian with a full beard.  (the screen flashes "SHADOWFOX" for a
few moments) 

Shadowfox (mumbling):  Damn there are cameras everywhere.

With that Shadowfox sits down on a near-by couch waiting for the
rest of his friends to show up.

(3 minutes pass)
The door opens again.  The first one entering the doorway is a
dwarf, wearing a old torn-up Seattle Screamers jacket and dirty
jeans.  He has short black hair and a neatly trimmed black beard. 
Shadowfox, seems very surprised to see him looking like this and
respectifully manages to hold back laugh.  The dwarf (screen
flashes "PHOENIX" for a few seconds) glares a Shadowfox.  Then
moves in enough to let the others through the door. 

Phoenix:  Nice beard.  Good to see you again.

Shadowfox:  Thanks.  I'm sorry to see all the drek you've all been
through, wish I could have been of more help.

Phoenix:  We handled it well enough.  Though it definately had some
down spots. I would like you to meet WHAT.

With that WHAT walks into the room.  An elf, short for an elf,
coming up a few inches shy of Shadowfox.  Having black hair and
wearing a designer jacket with the word "Cuckoos" on the back. 
Also strapped on his back what looks like a two-handed sword of
some sort, that is in it's sheath.  Seems a little awed at seeing
Shadowfox. 

WHAT:  Oh, hello Shadowfox, I've 'eard alot about ya, it's a Fab to
finally meet you.  (He has a slight grin on his face) 

Shadowfox:  I'm glad to finally get to meet you.  Sorry to hear about
Lucy.  That must've been rough.  From the sounds of it, since you've
gotten to Europe, you've all been through hell.

WHAT:  *Uncomfortable shrug and continues to have a grin on his
face*  Well we got 'ear in one piece *shoots a sudden nervous look
to Phoenix* errr.... 

Phoenix:  Yeah, we got here in one piece all of us.  It was painful
at times, but we did get here.  *shakes head*  (in a real quiet
voice)  But I think we've all paid the price for this one.

Meanwhile, in enters, a rather large, black human (oh wait a sec,
that's an ork.)  Wearing a black trench coat.  Underneath is a hint
of a black silk shirt and dress pants.  (Screen flashes "GAWK" for
a few secs) 

Gawk: Hi Shadowfox, Hi What.  Long time no see.

Shadowfox: Yes it has been a long time, my friend.  It's good to see
you again. 

WHAT (gives a friendly punch in the arm to Gawk):  Alright, you old
fart. *grins again*  Glad you could make it 'ere in one piece. 
*Quietly*  Sorry about Crystal, term.

Shadowfox (nods in agreement):  Yes, it is a real shame to hear of
all the stuff that has happened.

****** Pause for synth-popcorn ******
We'll be back in few.]<<<<<<
        -- Firewraith <15:00:00/10-11-54>

>>>>>[Well back from getting the pop-corn.  Just one of those things
I guess. Oh for those who care, by the time you saw the first part we
have all left Rome.  Much safer that way.  Especially with people
like Ganz out there!  Here goes:

**** Continue the transmission ****
Shadowfox:  Well before we get all comfy, why don't we track up
stairs, and visit dear Blitzkrieg, and this lovely Firewraith, who
I have yet to meet. 

Gawk and What nod, more or less, in unison.  Wonderful camera shot
of all four of them trekking up to the fourth floor.

While the foursome are trekking it up, in enter two men.  Both are
dressed informally.  Both are appearently unarmed, but you would
guess that they have some form of weapons on beneath their trench
coats.  One man, (screen blinks "Karl Winters") a blond hair man,
about 6 feet tall, shrugs and heads towards the stairs.  The other
man, about 6'1" who looks like he hasn't seen a razor in about 5
days, with sandy brown hair, and a very good tan, takes a good look
around (Screen pauses for a minute and flashes "Bruce" for a few
moments). After a little while he sighs. 

Bruce:  Well I guess we head up.  Let's wait a few minutes to make
sure that we lost those damn tails again.

Karl nods in agreement.

Fade back to Shadowfox, Gawk, WHAT, and Phoenix.  They have just
reached the 4rth floor where they were thoroughly searched and had
all weapons removed. Shadowfox was sporting a wonderful assortment
of knives and hidden guns, the biggest of which being an Ares
Predator.  Phoenix was sporting, the collection of a monofilment
whip, and a pair of throwing knives.  WHAT, still staring at
Shadowfox's arsenal, unhappily hands over his modified narcojet
pistol, a hold-out pistol of some sort (the camera was at a wrong
angle to get a better look at it) and a huge two-handed sword. 

Phoenix:  Don't worry well have them look at the sword later.

WHAT nods solemnly.  Gawk, very reluctantly hands over his two
scultped gripped - Ares Predators to the guards with the promise of:
"If you do anything to them chummer, I'll take it out on your hide."
The first guard replies: "Don't do anything stupid, and you'll get
them back."  Gawk just snorts derisively at him. The guards (of which
there are five), have a field day doing this, politely informs
(blantant Italien accent) them, "Remember this is a peaceful meeting
as requested by Blitzkrieg.  Please respect his wishes, or we WILL be
forced to remove you"

Shadowfox:  By the way, who hired you?  (Directed to the 5 guards)

Guard #2:  By a, as you American and British types put it, I
believe, Mr.  Johnson.

Phoenix:  Right.  Since you have now finished playing with our toys,
can we see him? 

Guard #5:  But of course.  Follow me please.

Gawk:  Snotty Sons of . . . {lunges towards the guard, but Phoenix
holds him back)

Phoenix:  Easy Gawk.  We are here in peace.  Blitzkrieg's request.  I
WILL NOT TOLERATE YOU VIOLATING HIS WISHES.  Do I make my self clear?

Gawk grumbles angerly.

Shadowfox:  And I will assist Phoenix in this matter.  Even though I
totally feel he is quite capable in his own right.

Gawk:  Fine.  Let's go.

The foursome follow off to the room.
---
Fade to Blitzkrieg's room:

Inside the cozy room is 7 chairs.  At the time only one of them is
filled. In that chair, is a beautiful sight of a red-head human
(that would definately count as a knock-out by most guys) (The
screen flashes "FIREWRAITH" a few times).  The only window in the
room has a great view of the backside of the next building over. 
In a corner, next to the bed, propped up against a wall is a
Zweihander (a Germanic two-handed sword most likly the one that
Blitzkrieg in definitly borrowed without permission from the
museum).  In the other corner, next to the bed, an eletric guitar,
that looks like it went through a combo of a trash compactor and a
flame-thrower, and yet somehow managed to survive it all in one
(relatively) whole piece.  In the bed . . . is well Blitzkrieg (as
you probably have guessed). 

Blitzkrieg seems like he has mostly healed from what ever hit him.
He is under the covers of the bed and sitting up against the wall of
the bed.  He is playing an acoustic guitar.  The guitar actually
looks newer and in better condition than he is in.  He hasn't shaved
in over probably 2 weeks, and he is 2 weeks past needing a new
crew-cut.  His eyes seem very blood-shot.  He is also playing
bare-chested.  As such the his left arm (the new cybernetic one)
sticks out like a sore-thumb, and for that matter so do the scars
that are there from the arm being violently removed in the first
place, and the additional scars from getting the limb. 

**** Transmission interupted. . .  ****

FRAG!!!!  This piece of junk. . . Huh?  (don't worry honey, I won't
slag the fraggin' machine, even though it deserves it!)  I'll
continue once I figure out how to get this thing running
again.]<<<<< 
        -- Firewraith <15:05:30/10-11-54>

>>>>>[Wannabe's, I must tell ya tha' Patricia 'as left ta go back ta
TNO.  She left last night.  She tol' me ta tell all a' ya tha' she
'as flatter'd by alla th' comments.  Bu' she thou' it 'as right ta
tell ya tha' she is not wha' ya thin'.  Patricia is not an Elf.  She
is a few years oldre than I am(25 ta be exact).  We taou' tha' it
woul' be best ta inform ya all a tha' fact.  Sorry fer any
inconvience.]<<<<< 
        --  STREETWOLF(Fire is an Elf's Best Friend)(17:49:33/10:11:54)

>>>>>[Oops.  Sorry about that data glitch at the end of my last
message. We've been having troubles with the systems on this end;
first I send something out dated last century, and now this...

Le sigh.

Ah well, things should be better soon 'nuf.  The sun always
rises...]<<<<<
        -- SierraFL ( 2054 Oct 11 / 15:25:23 )

>>>>>[I seem to have stirred a little fluster, and a few ounces of
resolve. But did any braincells function ?  Perhaps . . .  but barely.
To all Diana's friends I say "Who me ?!?!?  I didn't do anything
except save Diana from harm". Now, after getting that official quote
out lets look at the chessboard. You all know what the situation is,
I don't need to remind you. Do the job, and all will turn out well.
No negotiations. Threats welcome if they make your childish impotent
egos feel better. Do the job.  

***DORIANENCRYPT***
Alright Dorian, you got my attention. We may be able to collaborate.
I am will- ing to learn. I am also willing to trade favors. Lets
discuss your proposition. *** To my two Tirian associates who offered
to "Help" Diana's friends against me - I know who you are. We've met
several times. You know me. Don't make the grave mistake of crossing
me.  Triggerhappy ?  Very funny joke. I am to in control to get
trigger happy.]<<<<<
      -- Prince Solarial (17:45:09/10.11.54)

*** Live feed link established
>>>>>[ (A 'cute' Ork in hip street leathers comes into view in front
of a glowing barrier)

"Welcome viewers of Shadowland this is the 'mysterious' barrier
present in the tunnels where the runner Spirit was found."

(The ork is interupted by a watcher coming through the barrier.)

Watcher :- "Attempting to break this barrier will result in great
danger to yourself, please leave we mean you no harm."

Fenris :- "Of course, I apologise for alarming you."

(The ork then walk back to the camera and sits before it, he goes
into a trance and the watcher screams, thens shimmers and fades out
of existance, a slight smile can be seen on the orks face. The
smile is quickly replaced by a snarl as the barrier shimmers but
does not fall, the orks face then screws up in a grimace as the
barrier flares and then disappears.) 

"He he, that wasn't too hard."

(The ork stands and turns, assembled just beyond where the barrier
was are 6 forms, 4 are obviously true form wasps, but the other two
look strange, they appear as human-like with the only major
difference being their apparently multi-faceted eyes and a pair of
elegant fealers. The wasp form is not as hideous as others you may
have seen, it could even be described as enchanting.)

The first-wasp thingy speaks in a flat insectoid tone (kinda like
it's reading a script) :- "We assure you wolf, we are we are here
of our own violation and embrace worship of wasp, you are wrong,
leave before you regret your actions.

(The ork begins walking toward the camera again, this time he enters
a trance as he moves, seconds later he 'shakes it off' with a
snarl.)]<<<<< 
        --  Fenris <17:15:32/10-11-54>

>>>>>["Prince" Solarial, we have never liked you...you were always TOO
confident of yourself, and when trouble was brewing you hid behind your
paladins.  Tis a pitty that thou hast created more trouble.]<<<<<
        --Gabriel Solarion (20:59:30 EDT/10:11:54)

>>>>>[Gabe, shouldn't you hold your temper, we DO have a recording to make,
REMEMBER?]<<<<<
        --Gwailin Arthedain (21:00:55 EDT/10:11:54)

>>>>>[I'm sorry, hon, but I needed to vent.]<<<<<
        --Gabriel Solarion (21:12:23 EDT/10:11:54)

*** signal reashtablished 
>>>>>[ (Screen comes on to a close up a Fenris's face.)

"Drekking stupid camera's, oh, it's back on"

(The ork moves out from the camera again, and address the assembled
wasps) 

"Arise fair sun, and chase away the envious moon"

(The wasps appear confused for an instant until a bolt of sorcerous
power streks from the ork hand towards the speaker-wasp, the bolt
instead however crashes into the body of a manefesting true form. The
true form crashes to the ground and then disappears.  The two strange
wasps, disappear as five more true forms form both in front of and
behind the ork) 

Fenris :- "Come wasp, meet wolf"

(A furious melee begins, Fenris errupts into motion drawing his
sword and cleaves into the nearest true form, the wasp swamp him,
but their attacks are repulsed by a barrier, the ork suffers only
minor wounds. The melee continues for half a minute, only 3 true
forms remain, but then the ork suddenly slows down, seconds later
the barrier surrounding him collapses.) 

"Drek"

(One of the remaining wasps swipes the ork and he is thrown back
against the wall, a large wound across his chest, a second wasp
begins moving towards the wounded ork, from the other side of the
cavern another man dressed in leathers, looking very tired and
haggard emerges. But before the true form reaches the ork, a dark
blur races past the camera and flings itself at the wasp, a feint
slicing sound is heard about the same time as the figure strikes
the spirit. The spirit shimmers and disappears as the form rolls
and comes up protectively in front of the ork, the figure is a
human female, very good looking, and very tall, she is wearing
tres' chic clothing that looks like it belongs in a nightclub.) 

The female speaks to the shaman :- "Back off wasp-boy, the ork is
under my protection, and I don't think you have enough left to take
me!" 

(The two humans stare at each other intently for several minutes,
then the shaman motions and the two remaining true forms pull away
leaving the female clear passage to the exit and the camera. She
quicky helps the ork stand, and helps the ork stand and move out
the exit, as they pass the camera the ork wheezes.)

"Drek, I hate illusions" ]<<<<<
        --  Fenris <17:30:39/10-11-54>

>>>>>[ Hi.  I plan on getting the nice little tidbits out of the way
before going into the more important matters.  I noticed that a few
of N'Ralan friends out there do not get to hear much about what he
does since he is a rather quiet person.  Being as I am one of the
nations best socialites, I take it upon myself as my duty to inform
you, his friends, of how he is doing.  Of course this also gives me
time to collect my thoughts before the second part of my message.

I decided that this weekend would be a good time for me a my roomate
N'Ralan, whom you know as Nightfox, to get out and have some fun.  He
had been out of town a lot  (you folks know where), so I really never
got the chance to introduce him to my a few of my better friends that
were going to UTT.  I also hoped that I could get him to loosen up a
little, so I decided that the Orpheum Ballroom would be the best
place to go, it has good music but you can still talk to people.

I finally convinced our mutual 'bump on a log' that he really needed
to get out and have FUN this weekend, starting of course with friday
night.  So we got to the 'Room around 9.  My others friends  wouldn't
be there until about 10 or so since a few of them had night classes.
The band was called Blue Steal and played a mix of everything really
good, they even did a rendition of Sheena's -Black Out, which N'Ralan
seemed impressed by. 

As usual, the people near the door quieted some when the she walked
in the door. Many people think of her as stunning with her Raven hair
and peircing blue eyes that are set on a face Michelangleo would be
hard pressed to do justice.  I was around talking to a few
acquittances so I didn't her come in.  I finally noticed her when she
had started moving further into the room but was unable to because of
two drunk idiots who had decided that she should go home with them.
Normal she would take care of it herself, but N'Ralan, who had been
nearby talking to someone from one of his classes, decided to
intervene.  I really couldn't hear what was being said, becuase I was
still to far away.  All the sudden one of the drunk guys tried to hit
N'Ralan and the other was close behind.  I would swear that he was
wired, I didn't even see him step out of the way.  The next thing I
know the first guy is crumpling to the ground, as the second is just
standing there motionless.  Well thats when I got there and was able
to get both of them away from the crowd that had started to gather.

I introduced them both to each other.  She was rather amused that
the man who had helped her was my roomate.  They hit it off much
better than I expected, I even heard N'Ralan laugh.  A few more of
my friends joined us, and she even got N'Ralan actually loosend up
and have fun. 

Solarial, I do believe you have shown what Honor truly means to you.
To you honor is only your pride and a means to an end.  You act with
'honor' when it suits your needs to impress other people.  Yet you
totally ignore the concept when it does not.  In saying this I do not
insult your 'honor', which I do not even see, instead I show what a
true insult you are to us and there by damage your ego and your pride
with the truth.  Do you really consider it honorable to 'save'
someone then to use that person to further your needs?  To threaten
others with her safety so that they will do your dirty work for you?
You twist the concept of honor to suit your own ends, and show
yourself to truly be goronit.  I may be as you say a makkaherinit,
but atleast I have a truer sense of 'honor' then you.

*****Encrypt Delta 11  AJ + company, Spirit + company, Tir List
Tell me what help you shall need in freeing your friend.  I will be
able to get a few of you who are elves easily into the country
without problems.  Other non-elves will be much harder gain
extrance for.  I also believe that I may have a few leads as to
wear Diana may be. ***** 

Goodnight Shadowland.]<<<<<
        --Dimitri <22:50:35/10-11-54>

*****Activate : Codebreaker 
*****Codebreaker : Target-Code :
*****CLUBD***** 
*****Codebreaker : Processing...
*****Codebreaker : Processing...
*****Codebreaker : Target-Code : *****CLUBD***** processed
*****Codebreaker : Target decoded
*****Switch to City-Map[Download]
*****City-Map : Tracing...
*****City-Map : Location Found
*****...Uplink failure...Connection terminated

>>>>>[Great, I'll be there]<<<<<
                -- Red <02:27:44/10-12-54>

>>>>>[Ok. Let's meet.  

*****Encrypt : CRUSH & Spirit...Blimp
I'd say you should try it out, first. How about a quiet, romantic little
flight over Seattle and surroundings next weekend? The blimp should be
repaired by then. Afterwards you can see, if you still want it or not.
Just make me an offer and let's see.
*****END Encrypt

By the way... I have been to Germany before and this DIN(...) means
Deutsche Industrie Norm (German Industrial Norm). It states, that something
is officially made and created in Germany.
Hmmm... I wonder...]<<<<<
        -- Steel Angel <10:35:55/10-12-2054>

>>>>>[Correct me if I'm wrong but you want us to kill the Dead Wyrm?
Now how the frag do you kill something that's already dead?

Some of these Royals just don't make any sense. On the other hand
that Diana is pretty cute, any idea on where I could meet
her?]<<<<< 
                -- Red <02:44:49/10-12-54>

>>>>>[Yawn... This 'job' is killing me...  
Ah, well... Guys'n gals, it seems there is a totally fragged up
machine on the run... Yesterday this metal-monster was seen again as
it sacked Josies Weaponshop in Redmond. Witnesses claim he was not
using his weaponry except the laser, so it seems the reason for this
attack was just refilling of ammo...  After that, the metal moron
seemed to get in the sights of the local go-gang...  (Don't ask about
the name...) At the last count it was GANG : 0 METALMAN : 28.
(Bodycount, that is).

Ok... that's all for now... C U around...

P.S.: BTW Thank you for the info, Steel Angel...]<<<<<
        -- Tumbleweed (Newsflash on the Fly) <11:13:25/10-12-2054>

>>>>>[Sometimes I wish I could drop a tac. nuke on him sometimes I'd
like to give him a years supply of powerpacks. That go-gang was an
old rival back in my less legal era. (But then again am I legal now?)

So MetalMan have fun and trash more of those go-gangs but stay away
from the West End Boys and our allies.]<<<<<
                -- Red <03:08:53/10-12-54>

>>>>>[ Frag it, I don't fragging believe it.  Lister old chap I'd
really enjoy a good night out on the piss, trouble is I'm in the
Carribean right at the moment.  Drek knows where, oh frag, lemme try
and explain... 

I'd been scouring the net for PH's messages for sometime now and
come up with nothing, as far as we know he'd completely disappeared
off the face of the earth.  Then last Friday something came up on
the list ... You might have seen it
*****

>>>>>[ J*9us CH&&.., ha.en t a#@ of #ou reci##ed my mes..#### ....
GHJGthjgh%&# *~%*$%~&*{ HGHGTt8 75$~6O y*%$#tGK K*$# dhgo; {)HGTuu%
........................ 
[Problem receiving]........
[Retransmiting ACK signals] 
[NOACK] 
[NOACK]
[NOACK].............ejgh5t&%#c"jl......
[Message error]
[Message error]
[Message error]
..............[reestablishing link] s#nd H%LP !...........
....... ...................[Link Down: Message aborted] ]<<<<< *****

I know Nightwolf did, well I start to trace this message and find
out that it's come from a sattelite currently positioned over the
Carib.  So ah fragging let Punisher know like, what's happening, he
contacts Speed and tries to find Spice.  Spice is all tied up in
this Miranda job and we could't find hair nor hide of him.  So late
last Friday Speed powers up that boatplane thing of his the one
with the tilt rotors on. We figured it was going to be better to
have our own transport, speically something that can get to all
those lil islands. 

Aww frag, I'm gonna have to hurry Punisher just signalled to me that
it's time to move.

After a 5 hour flight, flying low to dodge radar we make it there.
Speed reckons that there's some sort 'o world wide network of
freetraders, well we use one of their stop off points, refuel and try
and get some info.  Frag all, we go into the local town, frag all, I
try decking locally, drek all.  So we have to wait till morning.

Morning comes, we get the boat to Jamaica, so ok we don't fit in but
a credstick seems to hold an international understanding.  After some
local jokers thought we were tourists and decided to try and relieve
us of cash people started to listen to us.  Seems they respect it
round here when you show that you're no mean mother yerself.

Ok so we get a lead after some digging, guess what, we're not the
only ones looking for PH, sound familiar ?  It must, I always seem
to be a lookin for people that someone else is looking for.  Next
day we get a positive lead, a guide takes us to a small island out
in the Carib.  We check it out, Punisher see's some signs, or so he
says, I couldna see drek all, well hell nobody told me how good the
rum was darn here, and aww drek ya have to try and fit in. 

Aww right I'm really gonna have to hurry naw, Puisher's getting real
impatient and ya don't wanna see him mad.

Well this island was dead, so we extract a little info from our
guide, seems the drekker was paid to keep us busy.  We get some
more info from him then let the sharks eat the rest of him.  Quick
visit to Cuba this time, Havanna in fact, seems a drek big troll
runs Havanna's underworld, fortunately we don't have to see him but
his croonies.  We get the info from them, seems PH has already had
a visit, their boss Jules, I think was his name, sold out to MCT
for a drek load of cash and they had a boat sail in the other night
with some of their top hit men.  It also seems they got PH's
location, well we gave this Jule's guy something to think about.  I
quite like forcefeeding someone C12 with a radio detonator, I heard
it made a nice little mess over the big man's front porch. 

We're on our way now to PH's last known location, it doesn't look
too good for him, these MCT guys seemingly got here last Sunday. 
It's Tuesday now, drek knows what we're gonna find...  Wish us
luck, especially Powerhouse ]<<<<< 
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[ Fenris you took a great risk and survived.  Now learn Fenris,
learn from what you have seen, this is large game that wolf handles
alone.  Even wolf in it's pack should not try to take on this which
we don't understand. Listen to me, I have found out a great deal
about insect totems on the short time I have been studying them, I do
not claim to know all but they are dangerous.  From your description
I fancy that the insect shaman did not use his full strength against
you, for one thing that barrier should not have been as easy to break
down as you made out.  I examined it, it was truly a powerful
barrier, it is more likely that you were allowed through so that you
could speak with the flesh form...  an oportunity that I would have
appreciated myself. 

Fenris, you have proved that you are brave and couragous, but being
brave and being stupid are not the same things, if you go back you
are surely being stupid.  The shaman of that  hive may not
appreicate a second intrusion on his affairs. ]<<<<<
        -Sean Babrouk (14:13:42/10.12.54)

*****Encrypt Helping hand AJ & Crew***** 
>>>>>[AJ an' Crew, I am willin ta 'elp ya ou' with gettin back Diana.
I hate it when a female is in trouble.  I 'ave had similar problems
before.  An' I really hate blackmail.  Count me in if ya wanna go an'
try an' break 'er ou'.]<<<<<
        --  STREETWOLF(Fire is an Elf's Best Friend)(09:20:10/10:12:54)

*****Encrypt THE_SUN_ALSO_SETS v.1, Solarial MPCP***** 
>>>>>[If you want to believe that we have no power over you, or that
our threats are idle, I certainly won't stop you.  Makes killing you
later all that much easier.  But ya, we'll do your job.  I don't know
how, as the Wyrm has no meat to kill, and his processor location is
unknown to us, but if it'll get Diana back, we'll do it.  But if you
try anything once the deal is done, you WILL go down.  Even your six
paladins can't hold off a trained and tried and true runner
team.]<<<<<
        --  Slash(09:27:18/10-12-54)

>>>>>[ Nightsahde, Red (btw always good to have a new team member),
the Defacers well it seems they have a club house in Tacoma we can
check out. 

72 Cooperage Way, Ruston, Tacoma.

You know the Ruston connection seems familiar, I'm sure I remember
it from somewhere, Nightshade, Red ?  I also spoke with Sgt Jackson
over the phone, seems that word got leaked to the Salish Shide
council over the toxic chemical dumping that had been going on at
one of the Snohomish Societies Farms.  They're creating drek loads
of trouble about it, apparantly the City Council has issued an
order to the SSC to clear it up quick or face massive legal
action. 

Sgt Jackson is from what I can see officially off this case for some
reason, I'm not sure why, maybe it was because it was he who
reported the toxic dumping or maybe there was another reason. 
Anyway you can still talk to him, his number is **ENCRYPT**.  He
did give me some info on the gang split, apparantly the second in
command has run off with the first in command's girlfriend, I
suppose that is typical gang politics though, n'est pas ? 

As to what we should do, howabout talking to one or another of the
Tacoma Headsplitters, with luck we may be able to find out what
they were doing with David's car.  It might also be an idea to
check out this Defacer's clubhouse. Though what we'll find there
drek knows. ]<<<<< 
        -Spice (14:28:19/10.12.54)

>>>>>[**A/V Upload: Delayed Transmission

****A/V FEED

>>A 'young elf' -- all elves are young, it would seem, so this one isn't
>>anything particular -- leans back from one keyboard out of a dozen.  A
>>host of jacks and softlink cables string from his head into what looks
>>to be a seriously cobbled-together system.  Chipreaders and monitors,
>>both vid and trid, are scattered hither and yon, some with inscrutiable
>>readouts, others with scenes of the Matrix horizon.  The elf, himself,
>>is very tall -- over seven feet, though it's hard to tell from how he's
>>sitting -- and almost bone-thin.  He looks haggard, as though he hasn't
>>slept in several days.  By the cigarette butts and coffee cups scattered
>>about, perhaps he hasn't...

"Solarial, you drekhead.  That's one cruel thing you've done.  Here's a
vidfeed to the .net, though -- AJ and Clan, I offer my life as exchange
for Diana's.  The Game must be played, though -- you're going to have to
find me, and you can bet that I'll give you a run for your money.  I do,
after all, have my own secrets to keep."

>>He tilts his head, as though listening, then reaches over to one panel
>>and starts punching buttons.

"Right now, though, I gotta finish sliding William 6174 over from
Moebius here" -- he pats one side of the cramped room -- "into Pi, down
the hall.  Gonna take a bit more time.  Oh, Lady Jaez, did you get my
info?  Um, Ganz's location I'll give you private...."

>>The elf scratches underneath his t-shirt, the one that says 'I
>>Survived Stormbringer' in red on black, before waving with a quirked
>>smile and hitting a key on the original board.

*****END A/V FEED
        There you go, kiddies.  C'mon down.]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (9:58:58/10-12-54)

>>>>>[We will not allow any of you to attack a person who did nothing
to you. I'm sorry Slash, but I mean it.]<<<<<
        --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

*****Encrypt Alpha Omicron Sigma AJ_MPCP*****
>>>>>[AJ, We'll see what we can do to get Diana released, How I
don't know; but we've got some connections who might be able to get
us into the Tir.  I will probably be the only one left in Seattle
though.]<<<<< 
        --Buzz (Will help to find and release Diana)
*****End Encrypt Alpha Omicron Sigma AJ_MPCP*****

***** ENCRYPT I.OF.THE.PYRAMID 7.1 ***** 
>>>>>[ Attention Seattle Coordinator:

***Include file B-TEAM;1
***Include file B-TEAM;2
This is the dossier on a group of Shadowrunners in your area,
originally Threat Rating 4. As I am sure you are aware, their
Threat Rating has ben adjusted to 9. The second file will outline
specifics as to exactly why. 

You are to find these pawns and make an example of them. We cannot continue to
accept these losses, and more importantly, we cannot allow such an affront to
our power to remain so visibly untouched. The power must be preserved.

I ask you to succeed where others have not. Do not fail us in this sacred
duty. ]<<<<<
        **SIGNATURE ERASED**
        **T/D LOST AT POINT OF ORIGIN**
        **TRANSMISSION UNKNOWN**

>>>>>[Buzz, I understand your desires, but this goes beyond
friendship.  This is my only family you're talking about.  Just don't
get in my way.]<<<<< 
        --  Action Jackson(14:20:14/10-12-54)

>>>>>[He's not kiddin, Buzz.  You're a good friend and an ally I
don't want to lose, but you shoulda seen him when he heard about
Solarial, man.  He damn near broke down into tears.  One of the
best men I've ever met, cryin, Buzz. I don't ask you to
participate, just don't get in our way.  I don't want to do this
either, but if it's the only way to keep Diana alive, that's what
I'll do.  Sorry, Buzz]<<<<< 
        --  Slash(14:22:55/10-12-54)

*****Encrypt OH_FRAG! v.3.4, Buzz MPCP*****
Note: this message will self-destruct in 20 seconds...
>>>>>[Make this fast.  We have to find her while looking for the Wyrm, so we
can keep both alive...*****Message self-destruct engaged*****
        --  Slash(14:25:08/10-12-54)

*****encyrpt Dimitri, Nightfox, Spirit and co, AJ and co MPCPs*****
>>>>>[We're needing the following.  AJ wants to find Diana and the Wyrm at the
same time.  This way we can keep Diana alive and the Wyrm too.  The Wyrm is
just too good a decker to let buck the kicket.  Besides, he's not a runner
anymore, and it scares the drek out of me that he's gettin them toys of his out
of mothballs.  Some of them toys are fraggin nasty.  But this is what we need.
The location of the Wyrm, Diana's location, Solarial's estate on Royal Hill,
heavy duty magical support from anyone, and probably a lot more I'm too
flustered to think of right now...]<<<<<
        --  Slash(14:32:28/10-12-54)

*****Magnata Maxima Holarium Encrypt Solarial***** 
>>>>>[You, my young friend, have stirred up quite a hornet's nest.  I
keep rather tight tabs on the Tir shadow community, however small it
is, as well as the rather large Seattle groups, and even a Denver
team or two, and various teams I have had dealings with before are
gearing up.  Dr. Jackson and his friends are preparing for war,
although Dante tells me that it will only be partially directed at
you.  But thier friends, specifically Buzz the decker, a couple of
brash young men at school here in the Tir, an assassin named THE
Nexus, although he's not been vocal about his support, and various
others are all powering up for battle.  With the raw amount of power
they have when combined, even I would be hard pressed to throw them
off my estate.  And you go off and kidnap Diana?  I can understand
your motivations, although there are more subtle and less public
means of achieving them. 

And be wary, young Solarial.  Diana and her friends, specifically a
young red haired woman by the name of Foxey Roxey, are not all that
they appear to be. Perhaps I will even offer my assistance, but at a
later date...]<<<<< 
        --  Etsy(14:41:27/10-12-54)

*****Engage Trace, PET_SEMETARY v2***** 
*****tracing, The Dead Decker....12%.....26%.....Error!  Error!*****
*****Trace destroyed, initiating primal dump***** 
*****Dump complete***** 
>>>>>[Frag, only 26%!  Still, he's in the area of UCAS/CAS/NAN/TT.
Narrows the search a little...a very little, but after routing
through that many sats, I'm surprised I got that much...]<<<<<
        --  Solitaire(14:46:31/10-12-54)

>>>>>[Only 26%?  tsk tsk, Solitaire.  Losing your touch.]<<<<<
        --  Dante(14:47:42/10-12-54)

>>>>>[I've lost more "touch" than you ever had, Fool.]<<<<<
        --  Solitaire(14:48:25/10-12-54)
*****Engage PET_SEMETARY v2, Trace Dante MPCP*****
*****Tracing, Dante.....12%.....26%.....54%.....98%.....Trace Complete*****
*****Dump Location, TT-PRTLND-RH-....*****
*****Dump incomplete*****

>>>>>[My good Solitaire, that is twice you've almost complete a trace to my
estate.  Think of it as strike two.]<<<<<
        --  Etsy(14:51:38/10-12-54)

>>>>>[Tir Taingire, Portland, Royal Hill...  Well, that limits the number of
people it could be...  Hey Val!  You got any favors you can call in in the Tir?
We may need em.]<<<<<
        --  Solitaire(14:53:12/10-12-54)

>>>>>[Hardly, my dear.  I try to pay off any debts owed to them as soon as I
find it possible to do so.  Similarly, they accept my payment easily as they
wish not to have me in a position that I could potentially irritate them.  We
tolerate each other, as I could not injure them collectively nor would choose
to do so.  Only such individuals as Dorian and Diana(the elf) ever even raise
my blood pressure above normal in a fleeting trace of anger.  Besides, I am
a-political and care not for thier infighting.  That's why I turned down a
council position in Tir Nan Og years ago...]<<<<<
        --  Valentine(14:57:17/10-12-54)

>>>>>[Val, I think there may be a problem.  That forest spirit of yours,
must not be able to smell.  It has brought 3 bodies of Corsairs from
somewhere on the mountain.  Anyway it's trying to mulch em, and hey it is
getting ripe.  Anyway, I think I'm out of here.  I'm getting bored, and I
see that action is heating up, so thanks, and I owe you one.

BTW has anyone seen my sword?

Oh yeah, I missed you Dorian *snicker*]<<<<<
        --Journey <12:51.00/10.12.54>

>>>>>[ Don't worry Sean, I have managed to convince our ork friend NOT TO
EVER DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT AGAIN. I mean I actually _broke_ a nail killing
that wasp spirit, and then when I get him home he wants to go back again,
well he changed that tune after half an hour of 'persuasion'. ]<<<<<
        --  SpotOn <15:03:31/10-12-54>

>>>>>[ Oh I'm sorry, please don't arrange for someone to kill me, it wasn't
my fault. I mean I was just passing on a message, I didn't know this would
happen, Vanessa, you'll protect me wont you. ]<<<<<
        --  Clockwork <15:12:04/10-12-54>

>>>>>[ Of course, but, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!! ]<<<<<
        --  SpotOn <15:27:52/10-12-54>

>>>>>[ You mean you don't know? I'll show you.

*** Begin audio/visual upload
(The screen comes on showing an average looking newsreader, behind an
average looking newsdesk, the program is a small insignificant Portland
local news)

"And today in uptown Portland an ameteur photographer has captured
footage of a live kidnapping, in an exclusive this station has obtained
that tape."

(The screen flicks to a nice looking corp resident street, two women are
approaching the holder (some of you are recognise these as Packard Belle
and Mind Throttle), talking to each other, the camera seems to be focused
on them. Suddenly a Nightsky pulls up and the doors open, both women seem
alarmed and the glimpse of a rifle can be seen pointing at them from
inside the car. Slowly they climb into the car and after the doors close
the car pulls off)
*** End audio/visual upload

Their friends won't come after me will they? ]<<<<<
        --  Clockwork <15:42:37/10-12-54>

>>>>>[ Don't be silly, of course not, they know you had nothing to do
with it ]<<<<<
        --  SpotOn <15:58:08/10-12-54>

>>>>>[Forgot to ask it not to do that while you were/are there.  It'll be
taken care of whenever you return.  As a matter of fact, it's taken care of...
now.  Feel free to go back there.  There aren't many people who can take on
a Druids circle in a place where the ley lines and background count are so
high.  Just remember, if ever you need a place of sanctuary, it will permit you
in.  Blessings, Journey, and may your travels be free of danger...or at least
free of pain.]<<<<<
        --  Valentine(20:18:47/10-12-54)

>>>>>[ Those MCT goons are still after Powerhouse and his parent!  They just
don't give up do they?  Unfortunately, I'm busy hunting maniacs right now.  Good
luck guys.  Don't let them do anything bad to PH. ]<<<<<
        -- Cerise <16:40:40/10-12-54>

>>>>>[ Fenris, that was pretty stupid, going off and attacking those bugs all
by yourself (I though he was doing pretty good).  Shut up, Regent, I'm trying
to post a message (Sorry).  As I was saying, if you feel a need to go bug the
(bugs) insects again, call me.  Regent and I will give you a hand.  We don't
trust them either. ]<<<<<
        -- Princess (and Regent) <16:53:35/10-12-54>

>>>>>[ Has anybody gotten a line on Ganz or Cooper yet?  It's been really quiet
lately. ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <16:55:17/10-12-54>

>>>>>[ How's your research going, Nightstalker. ]<<<<<
        -- Cerise <16:55:55/10-12-54>

>>>>>[ Not bad, but I need more time to get a postive ID on the little fragger.
At least we haven't had to dodge hitmen lately.  I think we scared off all the
newbies. ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <16:57:07/10-12-54>

>>>>>[ Hello.  Solitare, I think you should listen to what ETSY says.  I believe
that I recognize him from his writing tone.  He is one person that you do not
want to annoy.  You my have the luck to come back from a flat-line (though if I
ever got ICed I would find it hard to continue decking), but you need a body to
come back to.

***** Encrypt Gamma 12  AJ + comp, Spirit + Comp
Solarial's Royal estate is located at ***Co-ords***.  The estate is not that
large because of the crowding out on Royal Hill.  What it lacks in size
Solarial makes up for it in splendor.  I have been to the estate once or twice,
though Solarial I believe know this since He has not bothered to find out who I
am (a fact which may soon change).  I also know of a few more of his estates
that he might be holding Diana at ***Locations***.]<<<<<
        --Dimitri <19:14:47/10-12-54>

>>>>>[ Sean, the barrier was indeed very strong, but just because I was
physically alone, do not assume that I was lacking in astral help, yours is
not the only magical group in existance! Vanessa has convinced me that
what I did was foolish, I should have known that they would be ready for
me. While I know those flesh forms were wrapped in some major illusions, I
can neither prove that, or say with certainty what was under those illusions.
It seems Mr. Lowe that your 'group' is still safe, for the time being at
least.

Princess (and Regent), thank you, I am flattered by your offer of
assistance, however I assure you I have no intention of annoying Mr.
Lowe's associates in the near future. I am worried however about the
disappearance of the Powerhouse, and would be honoured if you would
accompany me to the Carribean, to assist the Punisher in his search.

Lastly, Journey, I am glad to hear that you are still alive, if you need a
hiding place I may be ble to point you in the direction of some
'approprite' people, people that can hide you from magical detection as
well as the physical ]<<<<<
        --  Fenris <20:18:38/10-12-54>

*****Encrypt Solariel*****
>>>>>[Solariel, I am sending a handful of my Corsairs to aid in your
protection and the protection of your "guest."  In fact, they should
be there right now waiting to contact you.  They will give you this
password *password* in order to identify themselves.  The commander,
Renoir, is a hermetic specializing in wards and watchers.  Utilize
his skills wisely.  If you need other assistance, you need but
call.]<<<<< 
        --Dorian <22:43.05/10.12.54>

>>>>>[Val, thanks.  One thing though, lighten up.  Just because we're
elves, doesn't mean we need to lay it on so thick with the formal
greetings and blessings and such. *grin*  I do appreciate it though.

Fenris, thanks for the offer, but I have a few new tricks up my sleeves.
I think it is time I use these shadows we run in to hide in plain sight.
Hey, did you feed the pups that are down in Taos?  I haven't had a chance
to get down there.  Anyway, chummer, its good to be back.

Has anyone found my sword yet?  You know, orichalcum, Katana looking
thing, with the sharkskin wrapped grip.  Let me know, there's a reward.

Oh, BTW, Dorian, the reason you keep missing the trace on these new posts
of mine;  I have written them earlier, posted them into a dummy account,
then as soon as that account is deleted, they post automatically.  Great
idea huh?  I have to hand it to you deckers, you have some neat toys.

*****Encrypt AJ*****
I've never met you, term, but I have some info that may help you recover
your loved one.  The guy who's been after me, Dorian is his name.  Well,
recently, some of his Corsairs (read Paladins) who'd been trying to tag me
have been pulled off my case.  I know they snuck into Tir Tairngire (elves
sneaking in, funny huh?), and I can bet that they have been ordered to
help out that chump Solarium or whatever.  Anyway, no other Prince in
Tairngire would have anything to do with Dorian so I figure it's got to be
Solarium.  If you need any other info or another `runner, let me know.  I
be needing to try out my new "training tools", you know.]<<<<<
        --Journey <22:59.00/10.12.54>

>>>>>[ Hey Moonwalker, when am I going to hear from you?  I haven't seen you
since the start of my tour.  We have a lot to catch up on and I have some duet
ideas.  Also - Concrete Dreams has invited me and a few friends to come and meet
them sometime - are you interested in escorting me?  :)

Micheal, it would be cool to meet a you and a few more bands.  I would love to
play Dante's (it was Dante's right) again.  I even have a few new songs that I
made up after the tour.  Some of them have to do with people we met.  Others are
about the vacation.  Two are about Loosing CRUSH and him rescueing Spirit.
And the last one was inspired by  CRUSH and Spirit  and  Roxxy and Nex, the
people I know who have found true love.]<<<<<
        --Sheena <23:00:00/10-12-54>

*****Activate TRace[West End Boys] 
*****Tracing...  
*****Tracing...
*****Tracing...
*****TRace complete - Searchstring not found
*****Deactivating TR...
*****[Static]
*****sYstEm dAMagEd...ooooVvVeeRrloAAd
*****Public Service Uplink Terminated...
*****Site Damaged...
*****Carrier Lost...

>>>>>[Whoa... this MetalMan seems to be supplanting the UFO-Mania of
the last century. Everybody wants to have seen him. He is supposed to
be every- where at once. Yesterday alone, he was 'seen' at 6
different places in about an hour. First, at noon, about two miles
north of SeaTac airport, then, about ten minutes later in Downtown,
thrashing a PhoneBooth. 5 Minutes later he was seen being
loadedon/off a ship in the harbor, then 15 minutes later in
Puyallup bashing it out with two insect spirits (I doubt that,
tho). He was even seen on council Island (at 12:45 pm) trying to
get into the Government Building. And lastly he was seen near the
Space Needle, where he apparently vanished. So either this creep is
incredibly fast, what I sincerely doubt, after seeing the
film-footage from last week, or there is a whole invasion of
MetalMorons in the city. A Government representative stated this,
when asked about those incidents: 

==Voice 1: Mr. Martins, what is the government and the security forces doing
           about this menace, I mean this metal-thing, that is running around
           killing innocent people? I mean it is not safe to go out at all.
           This machine could be lurking everywhere.
==Voice 2: We are currently working with some of the Corporations to find out
           where this machine is coming from. Our security forces and LoneStar
           have been advised to keep an eye open for every clue that leads to
           the incapacitation of it. Up till now I cannot tell you anything
           specific, except that we are doing all we can to make this city
           safe again. Excuse me I have a meeting...

End Audio Feed

Sounds nice, doesn't it? So even the high and mighty corps don't know where it
came from, eh? Hardly surprising...

Ah, there is one other thing I found out. It seems that LoneStar had this plan
to erradicate gang-terror... they wanted to exterminate all gangs, and if this
MetalMoron goes on in thrashing the gangers, I don't think LoneStar will do
anything about this thing. Ooops... have to go...]<<<<<
        -- Tumbleweed (Newsflash on the Fly) <09:30:30/10-13-2054>

>>>>>[ Fenris, I'm glad that you're ok but you must heed my warning
and never do it again.  Besides, from what SpotOn said it seems you
have a woman there who is going to look out for you.

As to PH's situation in the carribean I wish you good luck.  It has been a
while since we have seen him and next month is one of the compulsory attendance
meetings that he must attend each year.  If he does not he could risk explusion
from our group.  I hope however that you can assist Punisher in his
search.]<<<<< 
        -Sean Babrouk (12:00:10/10.13.54)

>>>>>[ Oh Jesus...  Look guys and gals back in Seattle things have taken a real
turn for the worse here.  We found the island that PH had been hiding on with
his family, aww fragging drek.. I'm sorry it's too much..

We set off yesterday and ran into trouble a few miles out, some of this dude
Jules' men.  Well we saw them off and eventually reached our target, it wasn't
much more than 1/4 of a mile across.  A couple of huts used by marine
reserachers make up the islands only housing...  Aww drek, I'm sorrym I'm just
gonna give you a video feed of what we saw.

***** Begin Transmission
A small carribean island, golden sands and palm trees swaying in a stiff
breeze coming in from the west.  The beach shows several deep grooves as if
some boats had been moored here recently.  Just on the edge of the beach a
small hut can be seen it is burnt to the ground.  The camera focuses in a small
sign, "Atlantean Research Foundation", to one side of the house two dead bodies
lay, they had been tied up then shot through the head.  You don't recognise
them but from their clothes but they appear to be locals.

The view changes as the person holding it begins to travel up a small path,
along the way trees show signs of being hit by bullets or possibly grenades.
Ahead is a small community of huts all except one have been burnt to the
ground, in the small clearing that the huts surround several bodies can be
seen.  They are all armed men or women, maybe about 5, they appear to have
been shot though many have had their throats slit as well.  One has cracks
all over his skin and his eyes have burst from their sockets, you suspect this
one died from magic.

The camera only glances over the bodies before entering the hut that is still
standing, it has been made from a collection of plastics and looks like it was
where the last stand was made.  Inside there is more devastation and death.
Bullet holes wrack the sides and large holes possibly from grenades are present.
About 4 people inside are dead, all hold a wild look in their eyes and all
have had their throats slit.  At the back of hut a large hole has been made
and what looks like a path made into the jungle can be seen through the hole.

The camera goes through the hole and follows the path.  Eventually in the middle
of the path a large troll lies dead.  He has taken many bullet wounds and it
appeared that he ran for someway whilst being shot.  There are also signs of
a struggle though no other bodies can be seen.  The camera zooms in on the
troll's face, it is a picture of anguish, a once handsome and strong man who
coped well with his goblinization.

IBA's voice chips in, choking to hold back the tears "This was ol PH's dad.
Look what the bastards did to him.. "

Punisher steps into view and covers the body with a coat.  They continue,
walking up the path, eventually another clearing is reached.  It appears that
a large battle took place here, severed limbs neatly stacked in a pile and
covered are pointed out by Punisher. Lots of blood stains the floor.  In the
middle of the clearing are two stakes with beams tied across to form crosses.
Bound to one is the figure of a woman, black with dark attractive features,
she has been stripped naked and had her tongue ripped out.  From the marks
on the rest of her body you can only surmize that she was horribly tortured
before she died.

Punisher steps forward again "This was PH's mom...  He looks hard at the camera,
rage in his eyes.  I swear I'll kill whoever did this..."  After a moment or
two he calms down slightly.  Then he turns to the other cross.

This one is empty though blooded rope can be seen hanging from various points.

Punisher speaks again "I think this is where PH was held, we found this."

Camera focuses on what appears to be a very large sword, it is highly ornate,
however it has been broken in two.  The broken hilt is wrapped in the intestines
of PH's mom, still trailing from her gut.

***** End transmission

Aww Jesus!! Oww drek, sorry for the blasphemy but, I'm fragging MAD !!!

We couldn't find PH's body anywhere, we're going to continue looking for him
in the hope that he's alive.  But hey guys, I'm sorry it doesn't look good.

Fenris, could you meat us at ***ENCRYPT***, I thought I'd better encrypt it
as I don't think Jules is too happy with us over what we did to his man.  We're
gonna take this sword of his in the hope we can give it back to him though
frag knows what good it is now.  It was his prized possession though, he'd
never go anywhere without it.  We also have to bury the dead and arrange through
Speed's contacts to have PH's parents bodies flown back to England.  I think
they'd prefer to be laid to rest there.  PH always said how proud his family
were to be British. ]<<<<<
        -I.B.A. (Grieving for the dead)

>>>>>[ I'm sorry guys and gals of the net for that last post, but I was mad
and feel better when everyone knows it and knows why.  I just the fastest
decking run ever, I went into that Jules guy database.  Wanna know what I
found.  Get this...

Jules is paid off by Ganz (yes that right, Ganz the fragger, though he wasn't
mentioned by name there were enough references for me to pinpoint it as
being him, what with the other info we have), right now where was I.  Right,
Ganz paid off Jules to work with the MCT team which Ganz had organised.  That's
right, that's what I said Ganz had organised the MCT hit team.  Or so we think
we didn't find any bodies of the hit team on the island just some severed
limns which they tried to hide.  Aww JESUS CHRIST !!! I'm sorry I'm still mad.
I'm even madder now that I know that Ganz carried out his threat, Jaez, this
is all down to you..  If you never did that Fragging ENOPP run in the first
place Ganz would have never tried to force PH into betraying you and forcing
PH to run for his life....  Aww drek.... I"M MAD !!! ]<<<<<
        -I.B.A. (Greiving for the dead)

>>>>>[Ok, I'm no decker but I can recognize a trace when I see one. So who's
the drek head who's trying to trace the West End Boys? Don't fall for that
stereotype that all gangers are razors. No one can survive these days without
matrix and astral support.

So watch it chummer, you keep up those traces and your nanoseconds are
numbered.]<<<<<
                -- Red <08:55:26/10-13-54>

>>>>>[Dimitri, thanks for the info on the estate on Royal Hill and the other
locations you know of.  I really appreciate it.  *****Encrypt NodeFaerie*****
Hey there Nodie!  Hope you got the drone ok.  Sorry it took so long in coming,
but the old crew had a little problem in settin up after a small explosion in
N.O.  If you need anything else, feel free to ask Moriarity.  Tell him I sent
ya.  Also, here are the locations that Dmitri fed us about possible locations
in the Tir that Solarial might be holdin Diana*****Encrypt, Locations*****.
Sorry about the second encrypt, but we don't want solarial gettin wind of this
right now.  Hope you can help.*****End Encrypt*****]<<<<<
        --  Slash(13:27:47/10-13-54)

>>>>>What can I say. . .I'm sorry IBA. But remember that it was GANZ who
did this. I couldn't foresee this from my PW and EONPP runs. He was was
pulling drek like this long before now-he may have been responsible for the
death of others close to you.

I don't know what else to say.]<<<<<
        -- Jaez <12:29:12/10-13-54>

*****Encrypt Journey MPCP***** 
>>>>>[Thanks for the offer, man.  We'll most likely take you up on it.
If Val trusts you with his circle, we can trust you.  Especially
since the only other person in my crew who has seen it is AJ, and
maybe Little Dragon, but he's hardly a real member(only 12 and all).
I'm headin down to New Orleans for a day or two here shortly, but
will keep in touch.  Little Dragon...]<<<<<
        --  Slash(13:35:33/10-13-54)

>>>>>[Well, I guess that FM isn't going to post that final battle of
hers(yet), so I'll send out this one while I'm waiting for the work
to get finished.  Here is what happened at PSU.  I don't have any
sensory feed, so you'll have to hear it this way...

You know about the emergency hatch slammin shut just after Nex had
gotten into Baby, as a large barrage of unguided rockets were
converging on the panzer and us in front of it.  Well, it was a
mild surprise to find that, as Baby took off,we were being left
behind to cope with the Army.  Now, I was in the Salish Rangers,
and I was not looking forward to the odds.  60+ to 2 or three, plus
they had vehicles.  Not a lot of fun.  Well, I thought that Roxey
was about to get blasted and was running at maximum speed to get to
here when the ground around me and her just erupted in a wall of
really molten rock.  I have no clue how, but that's what it did. 
The heat even burned off my fake skin, making me the hit of the
party in public places afterward(grumble).  But Roxey was just
standing there, dead center, with her hair buoyed up by the
convecting air, happy as a clam, but deep in concentration.  Well,
lo and behold I hear numerousimpacts on the outside of the wall,
obviously the fired missiles, and then the wall just falls back
into the ground with a ring of burning and burned grass surrounding
us.  Not fun, but when Roxey turned and looked at me, she had the
biggest grin on her face... until she realized I was "naked."  Then
she got all serious and we started moving out toward the sounds of
gunfire. 

We figured that we might as well give it our best shot if we were
going to die here at PSU.  But we didn't have long to wait until we
ran into an army patrol. Two mages and a physad and the rest were
cybered norms.  Well, the Mages were my first targets, per the
ususal "mages deserve respect-kill them first."  They went down
before Roxey even moved, but that physad decided to make her into
sandwich meat before I could catch him in my sights.  A Panther
Cannon is NOT the best weapon for close-in "ally" fighting, or
urban combat.  Well, that guy made the mistake of closing into
hand-to-hand combat with Roxey, even with a nice monosword got
taken down.  All Roxey did was smile and reach out and touch him,
and he crumpled.  From what I could tell, we were about to both get
shot when we heard about 5 screams from behind us, and saw a flash
of a fireball. Them norms had just run into some really fragged off
students taking classes in , what did they call it..."Practical
Arcana 101".  They were not happy about the UCAS Army being on
thier campus AT ALL, especially since they were tearing up a ll the
best parts, like the mall.  And shooting Old Main was the final
straw!  Or so they told me, anyway. 

Well, I forgot to mention that I had gotten my Panther from a school
owned, guarded, and operated armory in the basement of a fraggin
Commons!  You know, a dining hall where the students eat, get thier
mail, play on the decks, watch the Trid, and get assult rifles for
target practice.  Well, the PSU students, remembering their recent
history(yet another graduation requirement...) and fearing that the
Army was going to "Rage" them again, stormed the armories,
encountering no resistance(actually, the guards were the ones passing
out the weapons to the students!), and then set out through the
tunnels to staging points where they were able to flow out into
Campus.  Well, if you can remember Little Big Horn and Custer, or
what could have happened had the Great Ghost Dance not called up
Earth and stopped the military of the USA, then you get the idea what
happened here.  Imagine 45,000 students, all armed with at least a
pistol, hundreds armed with assult rifles and heavier weapons,
bearing down on only a couple of dozen Army troops, you can figure
who won.  I hear that the PSU folks are negotiating a release of the
"POWs" back to the Army and the UCAS in return for never again
setting foot upon PSU territory again.  Personally, I hope they get
thier demands.  Good luck, guys.]<<<<< 
        --  Collussus(14:08:26/10-13-54)

>>>>>[I don't particularly like messin with the Tir Princes unless they mess
with me or my friends(like Solarial here).  I'm not trying to get Etsy torqued
off, just trying to find Dante so I can go and kill him, permanently this time.
And so I trace Dante(not a difficult thing to do most of the time), find where
he is, and then grab the sniper rifle with explosive rounds and go huntin!]<<<<<        --  Solitaire(14:15:19/10-13-54)

>>>>>[And I'm not about to go and hunt him in the Tir.  I'm not even an elf!
But then again, neither is he...So what the drek does a Tir High Council member
want with a grunt decker like the Fool?]<<<<<
        --  Solitaire(14:16:53/10-13-54)

>>>>>[I am a "grunt decker?"  I am oh so depressed...  Watch your deck there,
Solitaire.  And don't try tracing this one.  My employer has set up a rather
nice construct and may even send a magician after your meat if you aren't
careful.]<<<<<
        --  Dante(14:18:13/10-13-54)

>>>>>[Wow, I am impressed!  You actually didn't trace my last communication.
Maybe I shall have to up my estimate of your intelligence to a whopping Piasma'slevel.]<<<<<
        --  Dante(14:20:26/10-13-54)

>>>>>[ So that's where Ganz's hitmen have been!  Grabbing Packard Belle and
Mind Throttle.  Raven, get you elementals ready.  We've got a pair of lovely
ladies to rescue. ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <11:27:17/10-13-54>

>>>>>[ Calm down a little, Nightstalker.  We need to figure out where they are
being held before we go chasing off after them.  Does anybody have any more
information about the kidnapping? ]<<<<<
        -- Raven the Mage <11:28:45/10-13-54>

>>>>>[ GOD DAMN FRAGGING SON OF A SLITCH!!!!!!  Ganz you are a dead man!  Do you
hear me.  DEAD!  You will wish you never even heard of Powerhouse when I'm done
with you. ]<<<<<
        -- Cerise <11:30:30/10-13-54>

>>>>>[ I.B.A.:  I'll be joining up with you also.  I had Cyberbrains break the
encrypted location you sent Fenris.   OOOOOHHHH, I'm really slotting mad. ]<<<<<
        -- Cerise <11:32:32/10-13-54>

>>>>>[ Fenris, Regent and I will be joining you.  We were looking forward to
blasting insects (bugs, they're bugs), but indiscriminate murders like those
that killed Powerhouse's parents need to be stopped (killed). ]<<<<<
        -- Princess (and Regent) <11:34:33/10-13-54>

>>>>>[ Jaez, do not take I.B.A. too seriously.  He just very angry about what
happened to Powerhouse's parents.  Nightstalker and I are very upset also.
Unfortunately we can not help him right now.  Ganz has to be stopped before he
kills again. ]<<<<<
        -- Raven the Mage <11:36:44/10-13-54>

>>>>>[Ahh, Wyrm, you have caught on, more quickly than I expected.  So you have
decided to play The Game ?    Very good.  I salute you, as both respected
nemisis and prey. I really do respect you, that is why I have commisioned this
affair. Your recent succesful matrix incursions have convinced me you are a
true threat ---- now you reap what you have sown. Ironic, that your 'runner
friends, shall be my keen dogs for The Hunt. And what a Hunt, the likes which
have never before been seen. I salute you O prey. I shall laugh as you are
brought down, but worry nought. You shall be remembered. Perhaps I shall recov-
er your personality construct. Then I shall plug you into a small isolated
computer, we can have conversations, play chess, etc.... You will be a comp-
anion for the ages. And when I get tired of you . . . I need simply unplug you
til next time. A grand idea, no ?]<<<<<
          -- Prince Solarial (13:11:38/10.13.54)

>>>>>[Red, you curr. How dare you interfere in my business. You have no busines
with this so go and leave it be. Don't make me do something to you or your
lovely Cat shaman mate. This is the last warning.

Buzz, you idealistic netwraith, what do you think this is.
Goody-two-shoes land ?   "I won't let you harm someone who has done
nothing to you" -- what, are you a moron or an imbecile?  This is
the shadows, people get hired to do dirty jobs on and for people
they don't know. Runners steal, kill, blackmail, etc.. people who
haven't done anything to them. If you don't have the stomach go
back to doing Virtual SexParlor work, "Chummer"!   This is a job
like any other. Period. 

Solarion, Arthedain, don't let Justin Corariol's fate be yours. You remember
him - so young, bright, and idealistic. If you don't immediately stop meddling
I'll do to you what I did to him (that little nothing pup).

And Dimitri, a man who accuses me of hubris and pride, but has three Is in his
name. Well Dimitri, you speak of honor, but what do you know of it. I have
been granted royal honors for times (since I was 16). I have been promoted in
rank 3 times. I have recieved the Silver Oak Leaf Cluster 3 times for bravery
in the Tir Military. I have risked, and still risk, my life, name, honor, and
fortune for my beliefs. What can you tell me of honor ?]<<<<<
        -- "Lord" Solarial (13:35:40/10.13.54)

>>>>>[***ROYALPARLAYALLIANCE*** 
I am sending this out to my comrades Dorian and Etsy. I think this is
a fortut- ious time for a Grand Alliance between us. As the cards are
now, the resolution of this matter could be vital to us and the Tir.
If we gather our forces and project power, we can destroy the
shadowrunners against us, while dominating the remaining runners
(they should be under our control). We will then use this valuable
resources to do our bidding. What say you?***]<<<<<
      -- Prince Solarial (13:39:09/10.13.54)

>>>>>[Nightwolf, this is Sun. What do you think of that meeting. Finding a
Elven spellcaster (with no name, mind you) on Mt. Ranier is a tricky business.
My assesment is that it could be done by anybody(given enough time), so why us?
I have a feeling this spellcaster is powerful, and probably on some magical
mission at that (Mt. Ranier has very significant magical spots).  Mr's and
Ms. Johnson seem like pros too. All of it was very smooth. What do
you think?]<<<<< 
    -- Sun (13.56.11/10.13.54)

>>>>>[If anything ever happens to Bliss I swear I will never rest till I see
you pay!]<<<<<
        -- Red <14:40:53/10-13-54>

>>>>>[Ah, hello? Hmm... Does anyone know Akai? He left just a few minutes ago
in a great hurry. He didn't even turn this off. There seems to be an entry
that had been erased. Does anyone know anything about it? He seemed rather
upset. I've never seen him like this since we were attacked by a spirit about
a month ago. I truly hope he hasn't gotten into any trouble. Please contact
me if you know anything.]<<<<<
                -- Bliss <02:48:34/10-13-54>

*****Encrypt Maybe, Solarial***** 
>>>>>[Interesting idea, Prince Solarial.  However, I do not yet feel
the time is ripe for myself to join you.  But your plan has warrants.
Dangerous, but success could be a windfall for the Tir. But be wary.
Dorian is not of Tir Taingire, and his motivations are not
necessarily yours or mine.  However, you shall shortly have the
assistance of an individual who I grow weary of.  His temperment is
not perfect, and he is obsessed with the destruction of a certain
ex-associate of his, and his decking skills leave much to be desired,
but if you can overlook his obvious inferiority(he is HUMAN!), he may
be rather useful as a pawn, or matrix "cannon fodder."  Just be
careful that he does not give your location away by getting traced.
He's done that to my estate twice now, and I had to warn the
originator not to try it again PERSONALLY before she ceased her
actions.  If she feels it is safe to trace again, he may compromise
your location.  He is yours.]<<<<<
        --  Etsy(17:46:04/10-13-54)

>>>>>[ In case you hadn't noticed Sean, our ork friend has several women
looking out for him (and even one sexually confused ally spirit), but then
again he _is_ kinda cute. Ok, Princess Fenris is picking up the paperwork
now, he'll be waiting at the airport, with fake ID's your booked on
***plane***, you'll have to rush to the meet with punisher when you get
their but you should make it.

Slash, the drone turned up here, don't worry I'll pass it on as soon as I
see that silly looking elf again, Nodie hasn't logged into this server for
at least a week but, I have a feeling that he knows whats going on. And if
his hatred of Solariel is anything to go by, he would of been working on
finding our notorious Prince for several days already now.

Hey I think I'll go along to this Mac thingy anyway, without Fenris, damn
I think I missed the meet, if you'se still want me send someone to
***club*** tonight, thats where I'll be partying.

Oh, and Dimitri, as to why I run, well, I run for the rush, what else is
there, I mean Fenris might carry on about packs and wolfand drek like that,
but I know he's in it for the rush too. Hell, we all are! ]<<<<<
        --  SpotOn <18:15:42/10-13-54>

>>>>>[Bliss, my dear. How wonderful to hear from you on the net. Your partner
"Red" has had a little argument with a business opponent of his. A powerful
man. You should tell him to be more careful. He has a hot temper. If he keeps
upsetting important people like that he might get hurt. Might already be hurt.
If you want to help him, please keep him under control. If you need help,
meet me here ***MEETPLACE!*** at that time. We can talk, perhaps we can help
Red together. I wish you and Red/Akai well. Be safe.]<<<<<
         -- Lord Solarial (18:40:07/10.14.54)

>>>>>[All in all, Collussus' report was relatively accurate, if
woefully missing all the details of this place.  And his base
synopsis was accurate too, it was like Custer's Last Stand(gotta
love history...) all over again.  But he forgot to mention his part
in it.  I can't say I'm surprised, as that's the kind of person he
is.  He could save the planet from disaster and get embarrasedthat
people loved him for it.  Way too modest for a runner, or an
ex-Ranger. 

Well, when we ran into those first troops heading out towards where we just
were, and the Students saved us, they attacked Collussus too.  But he didn't
attack back, just stood there and took the dents and spells(scary that my only
defense against this guy only works a little bit...*shudder*) until I stopped
them by standing infront of Collussus.  Seems that they thought he was an Army
Cyborg, as there was one wandering around the center of campus, armed with two
miniguns for arms and a missile launcher on it's shoulder.  Not very nice, and
they were having major difficulty dealing with it.  I heard the casualty
figures after from that guy alone were over 60, with 24 dead.  Well, he took
off, and Max and I followed as best we could.  When we got there, Collussus was
facing off with this thing that could only be called bipedal on a good day.

Well, it was heavily armed and Collussus was "naked," unarmed except for his
built in weapons.  And he has a few that I did not expect to see, like a heavy
pistol in his leg, and a SMG built into his arm.  No real surprise really, but
still I didn't expect to see them.  The thing attacked him, with the army
circling around to get at us on the other side and battle was joined in the
HUB.  Those two cyborgs fought for longer than even the regular Army did, and
there was going to be one winner, one loser.  I guess that the way a cyborg's
system is set up(correct me if I'm wrong, Wiz) that if he goes "unconscious,"
he's on reserve power, and that if he takes massive trauma, the biosystem fails
catistrohpically(ick, spelling on turtles...) and the person inside dies.
These two were going at it, for over 20 minutes, ranging all over the campus.
We and the students took the regular army at the HUB, the vehicles were taken
later by students after their occupants had been knocked unconscious or
confused by elementals and spirits so they didn't know thier own names, but
Collussus and the thing just kept going.

And go they did.  They went through the HUB, out onto the lawn where Collussus
got a burst of minigun fire in the back that literally threw him through the
Penn State Bookstore windows.  Collussus took off toward Pollock Halls, racing
through Centre and passing South at a rate that only a cyborg could keep up
with.  He nailed the thing with a couple of SMG rounds to the head when he
turned and fought to let some regular students clear out fast.  It didn't even
faze the thing, just seemed to make it mad and he hosed down the area around
Collussus with minigun fire and added one of six missiles just for good
measure.  I could almost see the thing gloating over Collussus, and I feared he
was dead...until he just up and kicked out it's leg, knocking it to the ground
and making a minigun arm unusable.

Collussus took off again, racing towards Eisenhower Parking Garage
and disappearing into it and the tunnels beneath PSU.  Well, it
followed and we were afraid that it would get into the tunnels,
where it could easily hide and live forever, picking off the
security that found it.  Well, it never did find the right code to
open the 10cm thick blast doors, and even an HE missile did nothing
but scar the door.  So it took off to wreak more havoc, and
Collussus re-appeared, this time at the Forum.  He took off and
encountered it just as it was about to blow a large hole in the
Creamery. 

He should have let it blow a hole in the Creamery, as the insuing battle did
more damage to it than a missile would have.  It is not even there any more,
and the building it is attached to is half gone too.  Not pleasant, but when
they were done, it had only 2 of 6 missiles left and it's other minigun was out
of ammo.  Yep, it burned over 2000 rounds of MMG ammo and 2 missiles up around
there.  Not a lot of fun, and the students didn't think so either.  They almost
killed Collussus when it was all over, as if he wasn't half dead already.

Finally, Collussus got hit by a missile.  just a glancing blow, but enough to
make an arm totally unusable, the one with the SMG, and enough to damage the
other so that he couldn't operate the smartgun link in it.  Ouch.  And it came
down to hand-to-hand.

Well, if you've ever seen that old flat-screen flick about two robots hunting
a kid who's supposed to be the leader of a resistance in the future(T2 I think
it was...but I'm not sure) then you know what this looked like.  Two metal men
throwing each other literally through brick walls and into trees so hard that
they knocked down a few and took branches off others.  In the end, though, they
ended up in front of Pattee Librairy.  I guess they have some heavy weapons in
the tower because all of a sudden the thing was down, oozing hydraulics and
sucking air into a hermetically sealed chest cavity.  Collussus walks up,
limping from damaged knee and hip actuators and joints, and with his right hand
just hanging from a useless arm, and looks down all sad and actually says that
he is sorry that it had to turn out this way.  It seemed to accept his apology
and then motioned him away quickly.  As Collussus leaped back using his jacks,
it exploded, throwing shrapnel all over the place and digging a hole over 3
feet(ick)-make that 1 meter deep and several wide.

It's really too bad.  Watching those two battle was like watching the gods, if
there are any, fight among themselves-awe inspiring and terrible.  It makes me
really glad that there are not many of them, and that I know one as a friend.
Thanks Collussus.]<<<<<
        --  Foxey Roxey(22:02:07/10-13-54)

>>>>>[I really didn't do all that much, Roxey.  Just couldn't let all those
kids get hurt by something they just don't understand.  It's too bad she had
to die, though...she was the first Dragoon ever made, and I knew her well...]<<<        
        --  Collussus(22:04:00/10-13-54)

>>>>>[Red!! If you are on here, answer me.  I know you are upset with
the Prince dude, but don't do anything alone.  I'm free right now
(yeah right, Let's face it, I can't find any biz, cause no one knows
m'name.) so if you need backup, let me know.

*****Encrypt Bliss*****
I saw your post.  If you need someone to keep an eye on Red, just
let me know. Only problem is, I don't know where he might be...
Keep me informed.]<<<<<
        --Gyrfalcon <22:18.12/10.13.54>

>>>>>[Sun and NightWolf, why haven't you kept me informed of your
progress?  In any case, I have information on the whereabouts of the
gentleman you are to extract.  He has left the vicinity of Mt.
Rainier, and have headed toward Seattle.  That is all I have for now.
But you have the contact number so keep me informed.]<<<<< 
        --Mr. Johnson <22:21.05/10.13.54>

>>>>>[Spice, I say we go check out The  Defacers tonight.  The
Headsplitters the next night. Watch out --- these guys are insane.
Meet you at the club, then we'll head out.  Red, if you can make it,
give me a call soon. Otherwise . . .  Oh and Spice, have a few
illusions of black shiny things handy for a distract- ion - just in
case.]<<<<<
       -- NightShade (21:54:51/10.14.54)

>>>>>[ Uh, Sheena, I...I've got a slight problem with that right
now. I'd love to get together with you sometime, but I'm, well,
busy. Yeah, Really Really Busy! ]<<<<<
        --MOONWALKER (King/OfPain)

>>>>>[ What the little git is trying to say is that he can't meet
with you because he can't bloody well move. Michael's pretty well
encased in plaster, still, head to toe. He's on an IV diet, and if
we didn't let him out to run about the matrix, he'd go completely
bats. 

On the other hand, I'm aware that he has been working on some new
compositions of late, and would enjoy your company should you
decide to pop in and see him. ]<<<<<
        --Blindside (TeaIn/TheSahara)

>>>>>[ Yeah, an' give him a sponge bath while yer at it, too! Hoo
hah! ]<<<<< 
        --Kaneda (Jeremiah/Blues)

>>>>>[ thanks a lot, guys. geez... ]<<<<<
        --MOONWALKER (King/OfPain)

>>>>>[ As always, at your service, my lord. (bows deeply to hide
smirk) ]<<<<< 
        --Blindside (TeaIn/TheSahara)

>>>>>[Solarial, I think i should remind you of some of my "past" occupations.
I was a decker for the UCAS CIA, I saved Seattle from a nuclear holocaust,
I helped rescue AJ, I also saved the world from a schism in the UCAS CIA.
So yes I do have the right to be idealistic, as well as giving you a
dissertation, that would blow your wimpy mind, on many subjects.]<<<<<
        --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

>>>>>[Buzz, calm yourself.]<<<<<
        --Dragon (02:56:44/10:14:54)

>>>>>[MacLeod, are we ready to go yet?  Damn, damn, am damn; I'm sorry
PH!  I'll come as soon as I'm free!  What is it about this time of year?
Insane corp CEO's want to take over the world, another deranged individual
wipes out a family for sport, Wolf and Wasp battle beneath the streets.....
Someone wake me up!

Cerise: good luck finding PH.  And take care of yourself, lassie!]<<<<<
        --Highlander (00:22:32/10-14-54)

>>>>>[ Red can you make tonight ?  You seem to be a bit involved with "Lord"
Solariel, let me know if you can make it.  I'm suspecting trouble and we can
use every gun we can get our hands on, I dunno there's something about these
defacers that's strange and it's not their association with that Go Gang or
that semi-religous cult.

Nightshade, I'll be there, I've been working on some mass illusion spells just
recently, with any luck I'll have finished the design for tonight.  It will be
a chance to field test them, so to speak.  I also spoke to to Sgt Jackson again,
guess what, he's been suspended pending further enquires, just what though he
didn't seem to know. ]<<<<<
        -Spice (14:24:07/10.14.54)

>>>>>[ Cerise, Princess and Regent we warmly accept your offer of help.  We
were sorely lacking in magical support before but now with yourselves and
Fenris' additions to our search party we may be able to make more headway.

A word of warning though, go careful with IBA, we're all upset about what has
happened but IBA has particulary taken it to heart.  He seems he blames himself
for not finding PH's attempts at contact earlier, however as I understand it
Ganz had one of his deckers blocking all appeals for help from PH, it was only
a makeshift transmitter that we found later yesterday that he used to finally
get a message through.  Well, IBA has taken it badly and to be honest he's
turned to the drink, they may not have lager here but they do have rum, I'm
getting Speed to keep an eye on him while I try and hunt down leads.  I'll
tell you all what I have when I meet you in a few hours, but I warn you it's
not much.

I must also warn you about Jules, he appears to be running a combined smuggling
and general banditry organisation from his headquarters in Havana.  He has
contacts all over these islands and I know that he's looking for myself and
IBA, association with us may endanger yourselves.  Be careful.. ]<<<<<
        -Punisher (14:45:39/10.14.54)

>>>>>[ Jaez, do not take IBA's harsh words to heart.  He's just very distraught
at the moment.  You know it's strange, PH and IBA spent most of the time
arguing and fighting, but when the chips are down he cares more for PH than
the rest of us by far.  Do however find Ganz, I think people will be queing
up to kill him, myself included. ]<<<<<
        -Punisher (14:48:59/10.14.54)

>>>>>[ Whoa been a while since I posted here but times are such as they say.
Fenris, Princess and Cerise I have a Mk 3 Westland Hopper boat plane, you know
the one with the tilt rotors.  Ack, I'm not here to bore you with technical
details, suffice to say, it's filled with weapons and ammo that will make even
the toughest sammie go Cor !  So don't you have no worries about getting
weapons onto planes, we have all you'll need here. ]<<<<<
        -Speed (14:52:41/10.14.54)

>>>>>[ Sir Nightshade, Spice and Red.  I expect a progress report soon, my
organisation cannot afford to keep funding your drinking sessions in various
clubs and other inactivity.  If you think David is dead tell me so, if you
don't think he's dead but you can't find him then tell me and I'll hire
competent detectives. ]<<<<<
        -Miranda L (15:16:28/10.14.54)

>>>>>[I'll be there. I just have to go meet some people concerning
these gangs and other people.]<<<<<
                -- Red <07:35:52/10-14-54>

>>>>>[I'm sorry, but I don't think I've ever met you. I've only heard of you
through the news feeds. You seem to be an active man or elf. I can't make
your meeting because of prior engagements but perhaps a little later, say
01:00?]<<<<<
                -- Bliss <07:44:23/10-14-54>

>>>>>[Thanks for the offer but I was only sending out a warning. If anything
does happen I'll be sure to get in contact. If you're still looking for a job
I might know someone who could help you out. Get in touch with ##MRJOHNSON##.
Just tell him I sent you.]<<<<<
                -- Red <08:00:42/10-14-54>

>>>>>[Highlander, if you have friends in trouble, then go help them.  I
should be able to find another decker, since your friends need you.  If you
or your friends need any help, just call on me and I'll be there.]<<<<<
        --Mac (11:58:13 EDT/10:14:54)

>>>>>[I have a slight problem here.  Little Dragon has gone and disappeared
again.  His spirit friend Saki says that she'll keep an eye on him for me, but
now she's disappeared too.  Anybody seen them?  A short elf with japanese
features and a scar on his left cheakbone?]<<<<<
        --  Valentine(14:00:55/10-14-54)

>>>>>[Ahhh... a target.]<<<<<
        --  Josie Wails(14:01:25/10-14-54)

>>>>>[I was told that if I said the followin words, those of you involved would
know what they mean.

Fourteen stars on a red feild, glowing black against the South.  Gather in all,
for the need has come and Fourteen grows dimmer.

Hope ya all know what's the meanin, mons.]<<<<<
        --  The Baron(14:09:39/10-14-54)

>>>>>[yes, we know what that means.  confirmed]<<<<<
        --  Redheart(14:10:19/10-14-54)

>>>>>[Affirmitive]<<<<<
        --  Cleopatra(14:10:47/10-14-54)

>>>>>[Comin already...]<<<<<
        --  Marnie(14:11:16/10-14-54)

>>>>>[Maxis confirmed, homeword bound]<<<<<
        --  Maxis(14:11:47/10-14-54)

>>>>>[Grand.  Another whining, sniveling in-call...]<<<<<
        --  Grumpy(14:12:41/10-14-54)

>>>>>[***unified call in***  Scraggley Bear, Cougar, Zoe, Quarter, wishing-bone,DreadLock, and Rastamahn checking in.  ETA 3 hours]<<<<<
        --  Scraggley Bear, etc(14:15:41/10-14-54)

>>>>>[Well, Mr Baron, there you are.  We'll all be in town within 12 hours, so
you'd better be ready to take off when its engaged.  We don't want to kill
Fourteen, but we'll be ready to do so if necessary.]<<<<<
        --  Hougy(14:18:30/10-14-54)

>>>>>[ That was entirely too easy. ]<<<<<
        --Blindside (TeaIn/TheSahara)

>>>>>[ What you worried about now, mon? We just cleaned them out! ]<<<<<
        --Ralph (MoonOver/BourbonStreet)

>>>>>[ Precisely. I would've expected far more resistance here in the Metroplex
than in those midwestern cities. I can't believe there were only, what?, twenty,
perhaps twenty-five of them? Not in a population center this large... ]<<<<<
        --Blindside (TeaIn/TheSahara)

>>>>>[ Whattaya think they had left, after we've been wipin' th' floor with 'em
since July. Lighten up, dude. You're not Optimus Prime. ]<<<<<
        --Kaneda (Jeremiah/Blues)

>>>>>[ Ah, one of your sophisticated cultural references, I'm sure. ]<<<<<
        --Blindside (TeaIn/TheSahara)

***** ENCRYPT I.OF.THE.PYRAMID 7.1***** 
>>>>>[ Well done. They must believe us well and truly dead. Now they
can be disposed of in...alternative manners. ]<<<<<
        **SIGNATURE ERASED**
        **T/D ERASED**

>>>>>[ Thank you, sir. I live but to serve the Sect. The second stage of your
plan proceeds apace. ]<<<<<
        **SIGNATURE ERASED**
        **T/D ERASED**
*****END ENCRYPT*****

>>>>>[LD missin?  Great...  Just what we needed to hear.  We're here
trying to get a bead on somebody that Solarial want's dead so we can
get Diana back and LD up and disappears.  Then AJ takes off
somewhere.  What else is gonna go wrong?]<<<<<
        --  Slash(17:24:08/10-14-54)

>>>>>[I did NOT just disappear.  I just stepped out to Denver for a
moment to catch a breath of fresh air...um, maybe I should say Mile
High dirty air, but still cleaner than Seattle's.  Besides, I need to
pick up a few things that Moriarity got out of the vault for me.  I
hoped never to have to use them again...  Well, I guess the shadows
beacon again for one last run...]<<<<< 
        --  Action Jackson(17:27:08/10-14-54)

>>>>>[You mean the axe and armor and weapons, I assume.  I am really sorry
'bout this, AJ.  But you and I feel the same way about our families and friends,so I understand.  Good luck.  When will be expecting you back?]<<<<<
        --  Slash(17:28:00/10-14-54)

>>>>>[Saturday, and don't tell anyone my surprises, Slash.  I won't take too
kindly to it.]<<<<<
        --  Action Jackson(17:29:49/10-14-54)

>>>>>[Ok.  Moriarity, how is Collussus doing on the refit?  After the note
Rox sent out about his time at PSU, I really want to know what the drek
happened to FM.  Any clue?]<<<<<
        --  Slash(17:31:12/10-14-54)

>>>>>[Collussus is doing well, and should have all the programming bugs worked
out of the new limb controllers and the snags out of the hydraulic/myomer
muscle tissue so he'll be back to normal by this time tomorrow.  But FM has beendrunk on Jack Daniels Black Lable since just after stopping the last sensory
feed prematurely.  And even if I am an ork just as she is, I am not about to
anger a drunk ork with combat training and inhanced reflexes.  Sorry, but I'm a
non-combatant and a scientist/engineer, not a psychologist.  Maybe I'll have
Collussus break into her vault and post the chip anyway, just so people will
give her a little sympathy.  Then again...]<<<<<
        --  Wizard(17:36:21/10-14-54)

>>>>>[Do it, Wiz.  And make sure Collussus is combat ready come Saturday.  We
may need him from then on.  Later, bro]<<<<<
        --  Slash(17:37:35/10-14-54)

>>>>>[Spirit, I hear that you design custom headware cyberdecks.  I would like
you to do one for me.  I would also like you to get the reality filter
programming from Buzz, as well as the persona programming.  If he doesn't have
the time to do so, then will you do the filter too?  I am honestly getting
sick and tired of decking from regular terminals when it would be so simple to
have a deck in me.]<<<<<
        --  Collussus(17:41:16/10-14-54)

>>>>>[And Buzz, I know you are busy with all this stuff that I am as well, but
would you honor me with designing the persona programs and reality filter of
the deck Spirit will hopefully do for me?  I would like it to be ancient Greece
and Rome, all around the Medeterranian(better include a spell cheker too), with
the old gods and goddesses and heros and Olympus and Troy and Scylla and the
Medusa and all these things.  And I would like to look like the Collussus, a
large bronze man.  My programs are being handled mostly by Solitiare as she
knows how my real body looks in combat(spurs in ancient Greece...)]<<<<<
        --  Collussus(17:45:58/10-14-54)