Session Start: Sun May 08 21:52:57 2005
Session Ident: #terranotos
* Now talking in #terranotos
* Topic is 'http://www.geocities.com/elemental_knight1/terranotos/ | Current Status: Love, Revenge, and Questions | Next Game: Sunday, May 8th, 9 PM. Ty is better, EK has been dragged off to party. On Mother's Day? Weird. (The time change was convient, because Ty remembered at 8:24. Oops!)'
* Set by Typhoon on Sun May 08 17:24:49
* ChanServ sets mode: +o ElementalKnight
Okeydokey.
Stupid compooter.
Anywho - how long can each of you stay to game?
* ElementalKnight is sorry he didn't get on until now; his comp didn't want t connect to IRC and he didn't htink to reboot until Mory told him to.
Hey
..?
I see your ..? and raise you a .?
I wanted to know how late eachof you were gonna sta up - sicne I know Ty has a history of caring about school (pfft), etcetera.
11, at the latest
till I get tired
I'm good til when ever
It'd be nice if we could just do an extra session sometime this week, though
I'm hyped up on coffee right now. O.O
Though no times really seem convient
I've no school to care about, so anytime isn't too bad for me.
I'm, free any day this week.
Give me an hour to set aside and I shall move the Earth*
Ummm...except tomorrow.
EK: Lucky bastard. :P
(*Warning, some other materials may be required (place to stand, lever, toga).)
So - no extra session this week, then, or what?
The conversations I attempt to start seem to trail off for no real reason.
...seems to be endemic, too. It's happening in I-DEMON as well. Gonna look into that...
I-DEMON is mostly lack of motivation. :P
It's a slow point, true.
"Dias walks through the countryside."
Next post: "Alex walks through the countryside."
Yeah, yeah.
Lol
After that: "Yakato dances through teh countryside, to the tune of Staying Alive."
* God blasts Yakato. No more stupid for you!
"A Bargheist then ambushes him."
* Kulvier sneaks up on them and Darksides them all.
yeha, they were pretty 'meh'...
*yeah
These characters have an equipment level and about 3 actual levels on you, Kul
Not to mention numbers. :P
So? I've pulled off stunning victories befor.
True...
>:)
Dias would eat Kul ALIVE. :P
...And Dias *did* need that Phoenix Down to keep at it.
..
thatd be an interesting fight.
:D
Remind me to do a cross-over at some point.
Set it up.
Greatswordsman vs Greatswordsman
>:)
SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY
Sure, have the fight in a Monst Truck arena on earth.
*Monster
I hate this keyboard.
I need to check to see if I actually updated Dias's armor
Both equipment and stat-wise. >.>
I would seriously love to bridge the level gap and turn that into an even battle.
* ElementalKnight hasn't kept track of that stuff since... ever, really.
Darkside VS. Minus Strike.
Mmm. In a duel, Minus Strike is generally better
Interesting in and of itself...
Doesn't kill you on it's own, for one
And it makes a nasty "limit"
That, and Signature Weapon. Ouch.
Even with my crappy luck, I'd be more likely to get a crit
!roll d100
Kulvier - d100: 57 ( Total: 57 )
!roll d100
Kulvier - d100: 71 ( Total: 71 )
!roll d100
Kulvier - d100: 53 ( Total: 53 )
Hmm...2 hit, 1 miss.
It might very well be a decent match
* Kulvier aims an auto-crossbow (Stole from Edgar) at the moogle. "Where's the memory card?"
!roll 3d100
Typhoon - 3d100: 56, 97, 31 ( Total: 184 )
...Yeah. Highwind likes to own me
* The moogle squeaks, and goes looking in his pack.
* the Mailmoogle finds the card, plugs it in, and quickly runs off.
* The Engineer's Guild consficates it. "Dangerous technological artifact law 123123."
* The world reloads upon the damaged lobby - the Ko'ed forms of the Thief and the Red age still lay here; the kid and Mime having run off a few minutes ago.
* Kulvier pays off Edgar from stealing his tool and agree to meet for pool on Wednesday.
(Edgar's dead. :P)
* ElementalKnight is now known as EK|GM
(Oops.)
* Typhoon is now known as Estrain
* Kulvier shoulders his sword and spits on the ground. "...Some 'bad-ass' that kid was...running away... Coward."
(Can't be certain I'll be on long [sleep is alluring], but I'll try)
* Estrain gets up off the ground, looking irritable. "Don't talk. I took a lot of the hits there."
(log off when you need to; no worries. partially my fault, eally.)
"When you take the brunt of the load, you can trash talk."
"I DID take the brunt of it." Kul grumbled out.
* Form down the halls, footsteps echo towards the party - office workers nad professors about to see what htey've missed.
* Moryssa is now known as Raza
"And yet you weren't the one on the floor trying to find where their head went."
* The workers and professors arrive on the scene, extremely suprised at the mess the party's made - both of the room and of the combatants. One student steps from the crowd - Kingston, oddly enough - and asks, "Are you all alright?"
* Raza nods. "I'm fine. Annoyed and tired, but fine."
"No. Medic?"
"Oh, I got revived once duriung that scuffle, but i'm ok. ...I feel like chasing down two morrons that excaped, but...otherwise..." Kul trailed off, letting some of his annoyance vent out of him.
Noted. Corpsman up!
* Two students trained in combat medicine step through the crowd with first-aid kits, and get to work on everyone.
"They didn't escape Kul, we let them go, remember? This was an incredibly pointless battle."
* Dean Wyrmer, meanwhile, crashes through the halls and skids through the crowd. "What the HELL has happened here! I demand an explanation!" Everyone around him just shakes their head in exasperation.
Kul didn't dignify Raza with an answer and let the students tend to his wounds were they could. He looked at the two conconsious forms on the ground and sighed.
"...Ok..." Kul's eyebrow started twitching in a bearly restrained display of aggrivation. His cold eyes fell on the dear, almost daring him to push him over the limit. (Intim)
!roll d100
Kulvier - d100: 90 ( Total: 90 )
(Blah...)
"Old friends," Estrain spat.
* The Dean is really too pissed himself to care.
"Now, calm down."
"I'm much too pissed to deal with any other pissy person. Got it?"
"We were attacked and defended ourselves. Those two unconscious lugheads will repair the damage though."
Kul could at least sympathize with the deans mood. "...Estrain. You don't deal with me. Understood? I deal with myself." He turned and walked to a window to get some air.
Great. Perfect. Just... Grah, do with 'em what ya want, I don't care. You better make damn sure they *do* clean the place up, though!"
Kul grinned darkly at the Dean. "On THAT I can garentee."
* Wyrmer storms back through the crowd. A few workers follow him back dow nthe halls.
* The crowd is beginnign to disperse, seeing that nothign new is going to happen here.
...I suppose you havent' any idea why* they decided to attack you here?
"Crazy guy wanted to find out why he can dodge things."
* Raza shrugs.
Kul walked back to the others. "Ok. So...those idiots are involved. Raza, it's starting to escalate.WE need to deal with them and this time we need to get the point hammered into their thick skulls."
"Kul. Drop it."
Kul pointed to the ground. "Crazy guy couldn't dodge my sword."
"We'll deal when he have to. We have more important things to do."
...I see there's a lot I don't know about the situation...
* Meanwhile, Marie, slumped against the wall and badly beaten, groans herself back into conciousness.
(Marie = red mage gal)
"There's a good bit even I don't know King."
Kul pressed the flat of his sword to her shoulder, simply letting her know he was there. "Welcome back sleeping beauty."
* Estrain sighs, laying against a wall and checking his wounds.
...Oh boy...
"Calm down. He won't attack you."
* The medics finish up on the party (yay, back to full HP for now), and nod at the two orms on the floor. "Should we heal them too?"
"Yes."
"The woman is a mercenary. The man is her employer."
"Look. You lost. I'll leave it at that. The others left you behind." Kul nodded and moved so they could heal the former opponents.
...No r-reason for 'em to stay. The job's a failure; no pay to stay for.
"I thought mercenaries had a code of honor among eachother." Kul sheathed the massive sword and folded his arms across his chest.
* The medics patch up the two on the floor - slowly, mind. Their wounds are a bit more extensive.
"Are you interested in a more lasting job?"
* Maries chuckles, and the clutches her chest.
* Estrain looks to Raza. "Lial could hire them. They're of decent skill."
* Raza takes a seat on an upturned desk.
Honor... If it's convienient, it's th-
"It also gets them out of our metaphorical hair."
K-keep talkin'.
"Good point. They are talented."
"Believe it or not, I am a Mercenary myself. Lial hired me. i'm doing a job. But, as those two will tell you I do things my way when I want. But if they were down, I wouldn't abandon them like your 'comrades' did."
"Lial Co could hire you permanently. It's an equipment company. You'd serve mainly as a guard and an explorer."
I oughta note that I'm... I'm in a bit of a long-term contract. It'll take serious cash to b-buy that out.
I know damn well what the Lial Company is, thanks.
"As I thought."
"You're a Merc. If you don't like the terms you CAN walk from it without ever explaining yourself. You know that."
"Long term or not."
"Not if she was pre-paid by any amount."
"And Lial doesn't need legal issues.
Not if I want a reputation for *finishing* what I start.
"Remember, Altercations told them we were here."
"Who's your employer?"
* Marie's eyes narrow.
You've got it all figured out, hunh.
"Merc are outside those issues. They're independant."
"Not hard to."
"Yes, but contracts are legally binding."
* Marie reaches into her vest pocket and pulls out a rolled-up scroll. Unfurled, it shows itself to be a legal document / plan of action. The letterhead is clearly A L T E R C A T I O N I N C .
"If they haven't violated their terms..."
"Estrain...you're not a merc. You wouldn't get it. It'd take too long for me to explain. Suffice to say Maria there knows what i'm getting at. One way or the other."
* The contract goes into details about Marie's terms of service; essientially, for as long as Altercation keeps paying - a few hundred Gil a week, plus 75% of spils not including artefacts of the weapon sort.
Kul's eyebrows rose. "THEY GET A BETTER DEAL THAN I DO!!"
* The plan involves Maria convincing Aurelion to hire a few more folks - a list of recommended Mercs is provided - ad 'cause trouble for the Lial company'. A list of recommended activities is also included.
* Marie laughs.
"Not necessarily.
"You get better gil, less spoils."
Kul glared at Raza, as if by doing so her father would feel the icy gaze.
"So it's more reliable, less potentially profitable."
* The Medics finishup. "it'll be a hile before the guy wakes up, but he's stable now. You, miss, shouldn't do too much for a while... that lung was pretty bad off..."
"Give me a steady job over occasional gain, thanks."
* Raza nods. "You've got greater potential. Plus you'll be famous Kul'Vier."
"Hmmm...fame does sound good."
"Fame's worthless. All it means is more challengers."
Kul smirked. "I like challenges. Mitzu always keeps me on my toes. Her tactics change constantly when we spar."
* Raza shrugs. "By that same reasoning, so is money. Yet you don't mind that."
* Marie watches the discussion in silence. Camradere... Hm.
"Eventually, you run into someone better than you."
"I have yet to do so Estrain."
"Money's worthless, too. It's the things you buy with it that matter. Money for money's sake is pointless."
"Speaks the poor man..."
"And you will, Kul. Rule one of warriors: There is always someone better than you. If there isn't right now, there will be..."
Kul shut his eyes and looked aggitated. "Well...that's not entirely true. My teacher is stronger than I."
"Speaks the man who had nothing, found everything, and found everything wasn't as shiny as he heard."
Kul looked at Est. "Shut up...THIEF."
"You just weren't using enough polish."
* Marie slowly stands up usign the wall for support. Her two swords lay on the ground.\
"Kul. I'll reach my limit faster than you will... But you'll fall a hell of a lot harder."
"The higher the mountain, the faster the dive."
"...Maybe Altercation Inc would be more receptive of me. The constant insult great on my nerves..."
...You all done bickering? Because I'd be happy to discuss terms, if you're intending to buy me off... Otherwise, I'll go home.
"Done bickering? Never." Estrain smiled. "Raza? Negotiating's your thing, and you're the heiress."
"Welcome to the everyday events of Lial Inc expedition teams."
(Sleep, sorry)
* Estrain is now known as Typhoon
At least my group was quieter...
* Typhoon has quit IRC (Quit: )
(s'okay.)
(Aw, cya TY)
(continue, quit, gaiden?)
(I'm still good to continue.)
((quit, people decided to show up to say hi))
((just gimme a day you wanna have the extra session and...yeah))
(Okay.)
* EK|GM is now known as ElementalKnight
Gale, what would be a good day(s) for you?
Mor's good for anything except Thurs or Fri.
Tues, Thurs, Friday, Sat, Sun
*nod*
Monday- World of Warcraft guild meeting. I'm an officer, I can't avoid it.
* Raza is now known as Moryssa
*laughs*
Wed - D&D ^^
You crazy Orcs and your meritocracies.
I'm a Paladin. e_e
* ElementalKnight doesn't actually play WoW, so he knows nothing.
* Kulvier yells "FOR THE ALLIANCE!!!!"
* Moryssa played Warcraft 3 cuz she heard there was an amazon race
* ElementalKnight played WarCraft: Orcs and Humans. As in, WarCraft I.
^_^ Night Elves
o.O I can't FIND WarCraft 1!
Remidn me to burn you a copy if I can find mine, then.
Warning It goes really fast on non-early90s machines.
* ElementalKnight kicks his keyboard
^_^ 93 Dell Dimension
I keep this POS in my room
so anywho, company. cya guys later and you both know how to get in contact w/ me!
Righto
CYA Mory
*wave*
Have fun!
BRB, in my case - nature calls, and it also demands I have a snack.
Don't kill anyone!
* Moryssa has to think about that one
* Moryssa has quit IRC (Quit: )
O.O
back
WB
* Kulvier has quit IRC (Quit: )
Session Time: Mon May 09 00:00:00 2005
* Disconnected
Session Close: Mon May 09 00:22:04 2005

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