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Those ants sure can run, can't they? | ||||||||||||||||
1/6/00 Ingame: Probably around 4/13/55 |
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To be continued later, possibly when I find something actually funny to write | ||||||||||||||||
I assume you've all had enough of "Meeting Byron," so I've changed the name of this section. I don't know why I titled it what I did; it's just odd. Now, as I said, I can't describe everything that happened in this most interesting encounter, since not all the players know it all. Sadly, this forces me to leave out a good deal of description, but it also saves me from having to write it. Therefore, I'll have to write only what all the players are aware of. First off, to keep it simple and to-the-point, Summet and Brown, after re-entering the building, decided to set it on fire. Shortly afterward, more ants fled out of a giant hole in the side of the fifth floor, each carrying a large-ish sack, apparently organic. The ants took off down the street, and Summet and Brown, apparently wanting to know where the ants are going, got in the van to follow. |
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1/22/00 Ingame: Same day |
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The ants, for a while after this point, gave the two quite a healthy dose of confusion. At one point, when Brown parked the van in the ants' path, the ants began to gnaw at the van. This was frowned upon by one of the players. I bet you can't guess which one it was, either. This was essentially the conversation that ensued, and excuse me if I'm too harsh: Brown: I'll turn on my van's security system. GM: Uh...okay. (pause) The ants are getting closer. (pause) They've reached your van, and... Brown: No problem. They're in for a surprise. Hehe. GM: Several of them attack the van, basically right at the driver's-side door. Brown: What? Aren't they being electrocuted or something? GM: It sure doesn't look like it. (rolls) Your van takes Moderate damage. Brown, slipping into "complaint mode:" WHAAAAAAT??? That's not fair, and it's impossible! GM: Really. Prove it. Brown: (writes down "Moderate damage" on the vehicle's sheet, then begins complaining again) GM: I'm moving on. Anyone else doing anything? Brown: I'm moving my van away from the ants, and down the block. (pauses to assume that he's the only one aware, to an extent, of several laws of physics) Look, if I take a battery, and use it on some ants I find on the ground, they'll be affected. They go "pop." GM, sighing: Yes. And are these ants you explode six feet long, capable of taking over a building and eating vans? Fortunately, that basically stopped that argument, although the player was still not satisfied. I would write up some gripes of mine, but there'll be time for that later. Maybe I'll start a "gripes" section of my page. (I mean one that isn't just cleverly disguised as a Shadowrun campaign page) The player -- who was, to our collective shock and gasp of astonishment, Jesse II -- sat there, fuming and muttering about electricity's relationship with ants. I understand, though. Van damage is irrepairable, after all. Right? Isn't it? The ant-chase continued for a while, with thwarts and counter-thwarts a-plenty. While Summet and Brown were chasing the ants at one point, they saw, to their possible dismay, Byron lurking in one of the alleys. Byron, displaying his skills and bravery once again, ran away and hid. They left him alone for a while. Summet and Brown were discovering that the ants had been going ever closer to a populated area of Redmond. Whether or not this was a good thing could be slightly debated. They had lost the trail of the ants when they saw Byron, thus adding another reason for Summet to disapprove of Byron's existance. Following the trail of dead bodies, they were able to locate the hotel where the ants had apparently taken up residence. For the sake of friendliness and second chances, but more likely for the sake of sparing all of the players some time, Summet suggested that they go back and get Byron. Mr. Brown, surprisingly, agreed with Summet's decision. Byron was still in the same place he had been before, making tracking him down easy. This odd circumstance of an offered temporary alliance, of sorts, likely led to more confusion and logic traps between Summet and Byron. I sense that this will be a rather fun continuing trend. I'm looking forward to it, actually. Now that the group was assembled, they continued to the hotel. The lobby was empty, presumably because of the ants. Otherwise, it would be kind of odd. And this mission was clearly NOT odd already. |
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