This is my book of MU* quotes, accumulated over the years. Some may be a bit too much of 'inside jokes' to be funny. Not intended for use as an emergency lifesaving device.
Taro says with a hint of annoyance, "She can't respond, Isha."
"Oh, is that so?" Isha asks, poking Jen again. If she was a human, she'd probably locate a corpse and poke it with a stick.
Dynamo looks between Isha and Jen...Isha, Jen, Isha...and facepalms
Taro says dryly. "Yes, Isha. No more than you could after you threw yourself into Klepzig's fusion reactor."
(Yank my tail, will she?) O o . Isha thinks, barely able to refrain from poking Jen in the eye. "Did she go into the kitchen again? Naomi /did/ say it was dangerous." Her brow furrows. She'll have to do something about Taro one of these days..
(03/10/01; AD3 MUX)
***
Animus comforts her poor big sis for a few more moments, then lets go, folding her wings back. "Perhaps I should go ... " "<The humans probably keep you busy doing their work for them.>" ... ooooooooooookay, that ... might be a dangerous thing to say, for many reasons. Yes, the tightbeam is to Funk.
Poor, poor Funk. Always taking people at face value. Well, usually taking people at face value. With these two, she can hardly follow what the face value is, much less the subtext. She just nods to Animus, then sighs. "Right. Well. I suppose I'll be seeing you in a few days..."
[OOC] Funk dohs and reads Animus' pose after hitting enter. Radiskull may hate multipose, buuuuut...
[OOC] Animus says, "Thinks it /MIGHT/ change reactions. ^.-"
[OOC] Psyche says, "He'll just eat your car."
[OOC] Animus wants Hellbucks.
[OOC] Amano says, "<Animus> Funk? Don't you hate those stupid humans? Lets go Maverick! <Funk> ...sure..."
(04/13/01; M3)
***
Ten happily skips into the recreation room. She is smiling cheerfully, a very big spring is in her step, and she is singing. "If I were a cow, I'd say moo! If I were a cow, I'd be bad for you! If you ate me your face would turn blue! From all of the fat you just consumed!" She takes a moment to look around, then heads over to get a soda. The reason she is so happy should be obvious. Her wings have been restored!
(10/21/01; M3)
***
Phobos shrugs, <Well...they started firing, and Apollo was the closest thing, so I threw him.>
Artemis wrinkles her nose. "<In the future, please do not throw Apollo.>"
(Referring to a prison riot)
(12/15/01; AI MUX)
***
Nova sniffles as the goo is poured over her. "But I wanted to be edible. A lot of good people are edible."
(The goo was to neutralize some organic solvents left on her after a giant plant swallowed her and spit her out.)
(12/15/01; AD3 MUX)
***
Nova tilts her head and blinks. "You're not a good person? But you're nice to me..."
Naomi nods. "Tell me, Nova...what is a good person?"
Nova smiles. "A good person is someone who's nice and who does good things...an'...Well, that's about it, really..."
Naomi nods. "And a bad person?"
Nova wags a finger. "A bad person is someone who's mean and hurts people and is rude."
Naomi nods. "Alright. What if they do both?"
Nova blinkblinks. "Then...my logic sensors react badly."
(12/17/01; AD3 MUX)
***
<RP-Coordination> Ice Man says, "Awww, what a cute little bundle of....death."
(referring to Zestien)
(12/19/01; M3)
***
Phobos decides to distract his mind, . o 0 (You are a 2 by 4...be the board...be the board...)
(12/20/01; AI MUX)
***
Artemis nods, a bit relieved herself, but not showing it - she's a study in self-control. Here, especially. "Yes, Achime-sama."
(OOC) Artemis says "<Artemis> "Or should I say...Achime-chan?" *Wink* <Achime blushes> "I thought we discussed Monday night..I had too much sake...""
(OOC) Apollo says "<Apollo> Excuse me, I'm gonna find another sister. <Phoebe> ^_^ <Apollo> Not you."
(OOC) Artemis DIES.
(OOC) Apollo says "<Apollo> this one looks like a possibility <Diana> ... <Apollo> Hey. <Diana> I kill men who catch sight of me. <Apollo> Frisky, huh?"
(OOC) Artemis cackles.
(OOC) Artemis says "... wait a minute. /I'M/ Diana."
(OOC) Artemis grabs her mallet. "HENTAI!"
(12/20/01; AI MUX)
***
Isodeth tilts her head, "Tech?"
Jen looks back. She hesitates, remembering what her mom said about Assiah... "Tech. Like technology. ... inventions, machines, that sort of thing."
Isodeth says "Oh, you mean like a...lock?"
(After Isodeth was portaled from her world onto Altered - in particular, Stonecrest Keep, the tech-fortress where the planet's robots and reploids take refuge from the humans. Jen is of course a robot as well.)
(12/22/01; AD3 MUX)
***
Magus pauses for a long moment. Some with bumbling exteriors still possess a sharp psyche...yet somehow, he finds it hard to apply that maxim to this equine. "I wished to welcome you to Altered personally. It is well to see that one blessed by Celestine has come to this place, for this is an hour of need if there ever was one, dangers looming beside our path and on the horizon before us."
Foxfire remains where she is, being a somewhat commanding presence but not interrupting te conversation.
Larrick is standing right there...and STILL has trouble completely understanding the words that are comin' outta Magus' mouth
Larrick says "I...I eh...ah...thank...you?"
Ronin tries to send a telephatic message to Foxfire. >Having fun?
<OOC> Dahk grins, <Magus> Do you understand the words that are comin outta my mouth? <Larrick> No one understands the words that are coming out of your mouth!
(01/13/02; AD3 MUX)
***
Winthrope smirks. "Apparently. Few people just waltz into a place anymore. They have to have an entire pyrotechnics team as well as a few arch-mages just to walk into a bathroom."
(01/13/02; AD3 MUX)
***
The Knight recoils sharply, but does not move to strike her back. Instead he tugs a small, obsidian hilted knife from his belt. It bears the mantis crest upon it, in red. His palm open, the blade scratches a thin rivulet of crimson, which coats the blade's edge. "His name was Andrei Mikhailovich Romanova-Decados," Nikias begins, his voice trembling. "This blade was his, and was the instrument of his undoing. I bid you take it and know that he fought with honour, until they took him."
Kachiko widens her eyes slightly at the production of the knife. She's not anywhere near as battle-hardened as Zhao. Indeed, she's never done any fighting in her life. Nor has she seen much of this sort of bewildering exchange.
The tall mantis' hand moves to his holster and then stops as the nobleman produces a weapon. Angelica peers down at it and snatches it from his grasp quickly and smoothly and then her eyes go back to staring into the nobleman's
<Local OOC> Kachiko says "<Angelica> "This pittance of sentiment means nothing to me! ... however. If you have ... any of those little oranges, made of chocolate...the ones you 'whack and unwrap'...""
<Local OOC> Angelica laughs, "Nik, meet Kachi." =)
(01/25/02; Fading Suns MUX)
***
<OOC> Nova says "Sentance I never thought I'd hear: "All the dead bunnies have lasted a year.""
(No /CLUE/.)
(01/26/02; AD3 MUX)
***
Zero grumblemutters...space is cold... He exits the gameroom and walks into the main hall. He takes a look at idling Dahk, and points, "You're comming with me. Can you breathe in a vacuum?"
(03/06/02; AD3 MUX)
***
<OOC> Ricochet says "<Foxfire> No! Look! It's really a mask! *RIP* *SHRIEK* And his real face, underneith, is... bones and blood and muscles... uh... that was your real face, wasn't it?... *eyes 'mask', drops it with a plop* Better call the janitor. Sorry."
<OOC> Jen dies.
<OOC> Jen hugs Ric. "We love you."
<OOC> Foxfire has a giggle fit.
<OOC> Ricochet says "I owe it all to smacking my head when I was four."
<OOC> Ricochet says "The doctor said I might have brain damage. Ha ha ha! Why me laugh?"
(03/30/02; AD3 MUX)
***
Jen nods in acknowledgement. "By your word, Lady. He shall await you at the south gate." His eyes turn to Aria. "I ask no thanks for the trait, but rather thank you for the compliment of its recognition. I fear that our meeting was of too great import to allow for proper introductions. I am Prince Janus of Enhasa, and the Kingdom of Zeal. By what name are you known, friend of the Lady?"
<OOC> Jen says "ARRGH!"
Magus nods in acknowledgement. "By your word, Lady. He shall await you at the south gate." His eyes turn to Aria. "I ask no thanks for the trait, but rather thank you for the compliment of its recognition. I fear that our meeting was of too great import to allow for proper introductions. I am Prince Janus of Enhasa, and the Kingdom of Zeal. By what name are you known, friend of the Lady?"
<OOC> X pulls of Jen's mask and works on apping Jace else mush BWAHAHAHA The Ginyu!
<OOC> Ricochet says "<Aria> Enough of this. Who's behind this bad cherade? <Mysterious figure in a high-backed chair who's been here all the time> Actually, it's pronounced 'cherahd'. *spins around* <Foxfire> You... <Jen> Ah, Foxfire, my arch-nemesis. At last, we meet. <Foxfire> ...I was just talking to you in the medlab not twenty minutes ago. <Jen> ...it's that kind of self-esteem destroying quip that's causing me to try to conquer the universe, yaknow."
(03/30/02; AD3 MUX)
***
<FacHead> Ballade decides I should post when Slash Proposed as a solution to South Africa...
<FacHead> Ballade says, "Er, what..."
<FacHead> Kelly McLaren says, "<Slash> "Marry me, Ballade! Then all the fighting can end!""
<FacHead> Slash Beast nods. Probably a good thing. Since...it appears I'm the leading Fa- *stares at Kelly*
<FacHead> Kelly McLaren says, "<Ballade smiles and clasps his hands> "My only love sprung from my only hate.""
<FacHead> Rock says, "That's it. Take Kelly's prozac away; she's overdosing."
(04/01/02; M3)
***
The debris begins to slowly take form into a humanoid form. It looks as if it will be about 12 feet tall when fully formed. It is growing arms, legs and body out of the rubble and pieces of scrap that come from the destroyed base.
Francois gives it a try, since he's 1 for 2 today. He keeps his weapon pointed at the ground and says, his voice amplified by his suit, "Hello. This is a beautiful day, is it not?"
(After Francois and Sara come across the ruins of a military base.)
(04/06/02; Rifts: JITU)
***
Francois nods. "Sociable enough people, I suppose. The told me to turn around or die, so I turned around, and hey -- I am still alive! If only more things in life were so concrete..."
(Referring to a base he came across.)
(04/06/02; Rifts: JITU)
***
Maxmillian lines up another shot at the drone, and presses the trigger -- only to have nothing happen.The C-29 still has a malfunction -- according to the red lights near the stock. He does something very un-Maxmillian then. Indeed, he looses his temper. A loud expletive of.. "FUCK!" After which he promptly beats the gun against the tree again. "FUCK!" *SMASH* "FUCK!" *SMASH* "FUCKFUCKFUCK!" *SMASHSMASHSMASH* "Son of a FUCKing... " *SMASH* After the last sound, the gun goes... VRRRRRRRM!, indicating power is flowing to the charging coils again. "Well, there we go..." states the robot hunter, and begins to take aim again like nothing even happened...
(04/07/02; Rifts: JITU)
***
Meran steps forward. "Inquisitor Czechov, I strongly suggest you do not threaten the citizens of Altered. It is apparent that you are not from this world, and while I do not know the customs of your world, such behavior is unlikely to be tolerated here. Please be aware that you hold little or no authority to order anything more complex than a hamburger here."
(05/01/02; AD3)
***
Xado transmits: "Will you go with me to the <generic Rifts dance>? And why are you so sexy?"
(05/06/02; Rifts: JITU)
***
The creature pauses for a moment, she carries no weapons, nothing but wings and a frail ugly body. Perhaps a Coalition experiment gone bad? Or a curse from a gypsy, one never truly knows. Her beady eyes turn towards Sara as if pleading the girl to come closer to her and protect her. However, she just hobbles back a few more as if she cannot fly.
(Stuff removed...)
<OOC> Sara says, "Maxmillian, Slayer of Pathetic-Looking Wounded Creatures."
<OOC> Francois says, "I think we know who the real monster here is."
(Maxmillian had already boomgunned a T-Rex a few days earlier. As it lay there badly wounded and whimpering, he flew over to finish it off. Hence a lot of teasing OOC remarks about being mean. This scenario repeated itself here.)
(05/11/02; Rifts: JITU)
***
<<<OOC>>> Magus says, "Wait a minute. What's Serena wearing?"
<<<OOC>>> Dahk smirks.
<<<OOC>>> Heolstor says, "Lol"
<<<OOC>>> Dahk says "absolutely nothing I would assume."
<<<OOC>>> Magus says, "It never occurred to me that she might not be adequately clothed after transforming from a dragon to a humanoid."
<<<OOC>>> Heolstor says, "Heheh"
<<<OOC>>> Magus says, "Oh, my. Well, Magus politely ignored this, I suppose. ^_-"
<<<OOC>>> Heolstor says, "Hehe"
Ronin nods, "I am Ronin and I think just for the better you should wear this."
<<<OOC>>> Serena comes back from spamposing elsemu* and just giggles.
***
Reala grins, maybe he can't play in her dreams, but he can at least play in the real world. He follows, "Wha'cha doin' here? I thought they had a special island for people like you..."
(Speaking to Jen. Referring to Stonecrest Isle, the refuge for AIs.)
(05/28/02; AD3 MUX)
***
Reala watches people...talking to himself.., "Hmm...greedy, vain, power hungry, usual lot...nothing intere...ooo, that one wants to save the world! Heehee."
(Reala is a mindreading, Puckish sort. Here, he surveys a crowd.)
(05/28/02; AD3 MUX)
***
"Francois, I'm practically a dead person walking. I'll be dead in a few years, and then none of this will matter." She once spoke with a D-Bee about various races... humans' lives are very short, but they nevertheless accomplish a great many things. They're different from elves, dragons, and those creepy black things. Where was she going with this? Her train of thought is derailed, and causes death to hundreds of tiny mind-people. Oh, right... Juicers are to humans like humans are to the longer lived D-Bees. But that doesn't bring the mind-people back.
(06/02/02; Rifts: JITU)
***
Sara listens confusedly and a bit distractedly. As she proceeds, she looks down at her mildly damaged synthflesh...relieved to see no gleams of metal or plastic showing through. Nonetheless, it will take some time to repair...
"I don't care about the book. As for Paige, what can she do?" Alicia follows Sara, also pleased that she hasn't noticed any plastic or metal near her wounds. And she has looked. Briefly, at least.
(06/04/02; Rifts: JITU)
***
Daryn doesn't swing his sword at Maya, who has better things to worry about than having her head connected to the rest of her body. Daryn instead puts his sword away and says, "It's not like she's -using- it."
(Daryn, thinking that the world is a holodeck, contemplates decapitating Maya. Long story.)
(06/04/02; AD3 MUX)
***
Alicia is faced with a beautiful woman with a cascade of halogen headlight-beams emanating from her chest and teeth; she instinctively knows her only option is to escape. She idly wonders if someone has laced her drugs with actual narcotics... nah, couldn't be. Bad jokes aside, she offers Sara a smile that's somehow a great deal prettier than the rest of her, and holds out the rose to the Darakan. "I brought you lunch." The flower is held tight, but she loosens her grip after saying that.
(06/15/02; Rifts: JITU)
***
Deyo snorts faintly, canting his head to the opposite side to work another kink from his neck. Hand shifting about to rub at the small of his back, he straightens his goggles before hopping back upward to alight upon the streetlamp he rolled into. "Well, that was a lot less in'erestin' than I'd 'oped it would be." ...but mind you, he still lingers just on the off chance that someone spontaneously combusts, or offers him money.
(Deyo just got hit by the shockwave when an explosive dropped by a fleeing criminal went off...long story.)
(06/22/02; Rifts: NGR)
***
Maeve turns the Cycle around, and drives out of the area at a swift speed. Stupid organics, she thinks.
+roll: Maeve rolls 1d100: 98 Total: 98
<OOC> Maeve dies. "Isn't that a wipe-out?" ^_-
<OOC> Prira says, "Robots just can't drive."
<OOC> Maeve isn't sure what the RC thing does.
<OOC> Prira is glad she's wearing armor. "I think we crash. How fast are we going?"
(More OOC chatter.)
Maeve frowns at Prira's uneasy grip. She continues along, when she hits a root of a tree. Her gyroscopic systems can't adapt fast enough, and the bike ends up flipping onto its side. She crashes into the ground, without a scream or anything one might anticipate. The bike takes a nasty hit to its main body, but there is no obvious damage from the loud THWACK of composite-on-wood. Sap dribbles down from the bashed tree. With an irate growl, Maeve rises to her feet, and looks down to Prira. "Are you alright?"
Prira is most likely thrown off with a yelp, losing her grip on the demon claw, which goes flying through the forest, and may or may not hit a chipmunk. She hits the ground with a loud thud, and the contact with the forest floor soils her armor... which will require some polishing. Damn robot. Accustomed to some amount of punishment, she ignores her sore ribs and limbs, and pushes herself up in an upright position. "You..." she says, "have you considering using fury beetles instead?"
Maeve scans through her memory. "...amusing." she replies coldly. Stupid random world. It's not /her/ fault. It's not! Lifting the bike up, "Come on."
"They might not be pretty, but they don't crash." Prira remarks, and looks towards the crazy robot and her bike. Would it be wise to get back on?
Maeve frowns. "Neither do I. Now come on."
"There's evidence that suggest otherwise." Prira comments in a mildly amused voice, and stays right where she is. Despite the demons, it's safer on the ground.
Maeve frowns coldly at her. "An exception to the rule." She climbs onto the bike. "Get on."
"Ah, no, but I appreciate your offer." Prira states in less than perfect German. "The city is that way?" she asks, indicating a direction which is more or less correct.
Maeve stares at her for a few moments. "The demons are that way." she points back. "They are coming this way, as far as I can guess. Please get on."
"I am not afraid of demons." Prira lies, then asks, "Which way is the city?"
Maeve gets off the bike. "I will walk you there." she replies. Lousy organics.
Prira contemplates life, the universe and everything for a few moments. She's very sore. She needs to get to a secure location, so she can practice first aid on her weary body. She doesn't wish to spend an hour with Maeve right now. Lousy Germans. "We can fly there." she promises, and walks over to the bike, which she will climb.
Prira does as Maeve requests, sliding both her arms around the woman's waist. It's not like she has anything better to do with them! What, with the demon hand lost and everything. It just hasn't been a profitable venture.
Maeve powers up the bike, hoping it won't blow up or anything similarly disastrous, and drives off at a slightly more cautious pace.
<OOC> Maeve says, "If she fails again, I'll laugh."
<OOC> Prira will too.
+roll: Maeve rolls 1d100: 94 Total: 94
<OOC> Maeve laughs.
<OOC> Prira laughs!
(07/02/02; Rifts: NGR)
***
Bowie finds himself in something of a quandry. The Statue of Liberty is on an island. He's on the shore. It's a mite too far to swim. Time to go borrow someone's watercraft. He runs out
onto the pier, just as some of those hapless fishermen from the contest pull in, and flags one down. "Hey thare, lemme borrow yer boat?"
"What? Are you crazy?"
"No, sir, Ah'm a Hunter."
"Close enough. Your funeral, pal."
(7/2/02 M3 - The Robot Masters attack the Statue of Liberty during a fishing contest in the harbor. No, I don't know why they thought they could catch /anything/ in NYC's harbor.)
(Contributed by Foxfire)
***
Daryn would cry without his MOM. He would miss his MOM. Sometimes, he would cry out for his MOM. He would wonder where his MOM went and would wonder if his MOM still loved him. Did his DAD beat his MOM? Sniff. Then again, his MOM taught him that triangles had 142 degrees. It might be a benefit, a horrible benefit. "Oh, that's right. Hygine. I remember that.", he says vaguely. He wears an environmental suit which, oddly enough, protects people from realizing that Daryn 'remembers' Hygiene.
(07/06/02; Rifts: NGR)
***
Maeve shakes her head. "I can't imagine why. However, Volkv is neither the most rational nor most stable person I know."
Daryn says, idly, "Yeah, Maeve is the most rational and stable person Maeve knows.", he looks towards Prira and adds, "I don't think so. He's big on chivalry and stuff and you were being totally ... chivalry...ish."
(07/08/02; Rifts: NGR)
***
Taro would have put the synthskin on by now. He's come to learn the discomfort others feel from seeing naked mechanics.
<OOC> Taro peers. That is not what I meant...
Taro would have put the synthskin on by now. He's come to learn the discomfort others feel from seeing cybernetics in their true form. (OOC Much better.)
<OOC> Wire rarrs...and should start working naked, maybe people would let him get his work done ;)
<OOC> Taro says "That is really not what I meant...^^"
(7/8/02 AD3 - This is what happens when you're half asleep and
trying to use Taro-ish phrases. ^^)
(Contributed by Taro)
***
<OOC> Sian pees at Sara.
<OOC> Sian PEEKS.
<OOC> Sara eews!
(07/10/02; Rifts: JITU)
***
Berol gets at the enterence and makes a fancy design "THat means trap... I didn't disable. Then a lightning bolt with an arrow "This means I went that way" he points the OPPOSITE way the arrow is facing.
Berol says "And if ye see this.." He scrawls H...e then the lone squiggly line. "It means I got eatten.""
(07/24/02; Treyvan)
***
When Daryn goes to step through the open door, he hits an invisible wall.
Daryn says, "...Obviously...", with some iritation, "We have to knock down the walls."
(07/30/02; Rifts: NGR)
***
The Shadow Thief lets her pass through him, while saying "Didn't we learn this lesson already?" But then he and Maeve burst into flames and he shrieks, "Arg, what have you done??? You've tricked me! But this is not the end, my friends will avenge me!!! Hundreds just like me will rise to kill you all! Muahahahaha!!!!!!" and burns down to a pile of ash, at the top of which sits his device, burned and broken.
(07/30/02; Rifts: NGR)
***
Prira pages: She first met a priest she really hated. I don't know why I deleted that.
Long distance to Prira: Maeve thinks the 'started exploring' bit is a little questionable. I mean. Did she just pack up and walk off?
Long distance to Prira: Maeve likes that!
You paged Prira with 'Make them a priest of that jock-god.'.
From afar, Prira meant minor treks into the wilderness, etc.
You paged Prira with 'She met a priest of Jock-God. He was a real jerk, and seemed as dumb as he was dogmatic. She slept with him, though. Coz he was...well. Pretty hot. But she didn't think about him while she was doing it. She then met another priest...'.
(While working on a background.)
***
<OOC> Francois says, "Hello Alicia"
<OOC> Alicia says, "Standardized greeting not accepted."
<OOC> Francois considers...
<OOC> Alicia says, "Variety requested."
<OOC> Sara says, "Specify query."
<OOC> Francois says, "Yo, juicer-chick! Wassap?"
(07/31/02; Rifts: JITU)
***
Hantano stands up fully and glances to where the voice is coming from. She grins, "Fight fire with fire I guess." She claps her hands twice and shouts out, "Demons from the Abyss, I call a slave to aid me! I summon a child of the planes to devour the soul of my opposition! Come to me, minion!" She gives a scream and doubles over in phantom pain, her skin glowing again and aura flaring around her. Then she goes upright again, back arched, eyes wide open, lips in a sneer, as it looks like what she's summoning is coming right from her spirit aura.
Triren leans lightly against the table he's propped up. He's jerked forward by the tremors, and frowns darkly as he debates whether or not to shoot. He might hurt it. But he might get its attention, too...and he doesn't want-
Just then, of course, Hantano 'gets its attention' with her arcane shouting. With a growl of frustrated abandon, he turns, rises slightly, and lines up a shot as best he can, trying to ignore the hideous darkness. As Hantano continues, he shouts back, "SHUT UP, HUSSY!" She's throwing off his aim with her blithering, goddamnit. Having tensed his nerves adequately to anticipate the shot's path, he releases the arrow, sending it flashing off towards the monster with a loud SWISH-HISS of tightly drawn pulleys hurling an arrow forward, whistling as its sharp tip slashes through the air. Instants later, indeed as part of the arrow-releasing motion, he nocks another arrow and fires again before dropping back beneath the table. Just in time to be jolted by another set of tremors...and to hear the monster babbling, like a high elf or something. He growls and picks himself up, only to see skeletons shoot up out of the ground. This day just gets better and better.
(08/06/02; Tenebrae MU*)
***
The elf stops chewing for a moment, looking up at Hantano. What an outlandish idea. Everyone knows humans have no grasp of basic hygiene! And considering how they act in public, who knows what they do in private? Not Ithien, but she has a feeling it has something to do with dead animals.
(Ithien after Hantano suggested that Cathryn, a human, and Ithien, a High Elf, move in together.)
(08/08/02; Tenebrae MU*)
***
<OOC> Roan doesn't have THAT big of a pp :)
(There's a dexterity-ish stat called PP in the Rifts system.)
(08/11/02; Rifts: JITU)
***
Hantano has a sparring partner right here. She gives Kara a soft smile then turns her attention back to Triren, "So, do you often bend over and stick your head between your legs? Cause if the adage 'you are what you eat' is true, you're a whole buffet of ass."
Triren smirks amusedly, not seeming terribly touched. He's heard infinitely worse. "Maybe. So what about you? Been eating a lot of other inbred sluts lately?"
(08/11/02; Tenebrae MU*)
***
The dire badger roars as its struck over the head. Its enraged motions turn into staggers...and it collapses at their feet. Suddenly, its eyes flash open, and it lifts itself, but doesn't seem to be able to lift its hefty limbs.
(OOC) Ithien says, "Triren saves us! *swoon*"
GAME: Triren rolls 1d20+5: 25
GAME: Triren rolls 1d20+5: 17
(OOC) Triren dies. What a useless critical.
(OOC) Kara swoons.
GAME: Triren rolls 3d8+12: 28
(OOC) Ithien dies.
(OOC) Triren says, "Way, way fricking dead."
(OOC) Kara says, "-28."
(OOC) Kara says, "almost killed it thrice!"
(OOC) Triren says, "No! -22."
(OOC) Kara says, "creature"
(OOC) Triren says, "-28 with subdual."
(OOC) Kara says, "subdual counts!"
(OOC) Triren isn't sure.
(OOC) Kara says, "Triren, killer of pathetic wounded creatures."
(OOC) Triren says, "Requiescat in Pace."
(OOC) Triren dies.
(OOC) Kara says, "he can only hurt one when it's almost dead."
(OOC) Kara says, "and then he gets criticals"
(OOC) Triren says, "I think we know who the REAL monster here is."
(08/16/02; Tenebrae MU*)
***
Sara tags along closely after Francois, with Lucky having been dropped off in Francois' apartment. She's still carefully plucking a few gray cat hairs from her shirt, stretching the fabric in little pinches as she removes the stuff and places it into her other palm. Quite measured.
Angel lowers her eyes as people enter the room. "Well um.. I'm going to live.. I'll probably scar a bit." Her eyes drop to the med chart by her bed and then back to the others. Lexy gets a small smile as she shifts a bit. Sara gets an arched brow, why does she have the feeling that Sara is going to try to put the fur back onto Lucky. Then her gaze centers on Francois, "How are you?"
(08/19/02; Rifts: JITU)
***
Meanwhile, in Heaven, Kara sits grumbling about being killed by stinky orcs. A little Angel sorts papers. He says, "Well, Kara Luna, it seems everything is order. You may now go to the One God and achieve your place in Heaven." Kara blinks, rubs the back of her neck says, "One God? Dude, didn't you read the news files?".
The Angel blinks, checks his folders, and then stammers, "Oh, uh, very sorry Miss Kara. There you go.", the ground vanishes underneath Kara and she falls back into her body.
Kara's eyes open suddenly and she jolts forward, sitting up a little, "Damnit....", she mutters, "Too bloody close...And by a friggin...orc...", she pauses and then adds, "Hey, my stomach's back.", in a surprised tone.
(08/25/02; Tenebrae MU*)
***
Warren has connected.
<OOC> Ann says, "Mew!"
<OOC> Warren waves
<OOC> Brynn waves.
<OOC> Warren is interrupting?
<OOC> Ann says, "Yes! No. ... go ahead."
<OOC> Warren waves, and lets you two RP in peace.'
Warren takes Main north.
Warren has left.
<OOC> Ann says, "Filthy MAN!"
<OOC> Ann hugs her systyr.
<OOC> Brynn says, "He hates me."
<OOC> Brynn laughs.
<OOC> Ann says, "We're real wymyn!"
<OOC> Brynn says, "Not just men plus two little letters!"
<OOC> Ann says, "Hell no!"
<OOC> Ann says, "Dyfyntly nyt."
<OOC> Ann says, "I hyv ny myr ys fyr vywyls!"
<OOC> Brynn says, "Now let's go hang wyth some wyccans and vampyres!"
<OOC> Ann CHOKES.
<OOC> Ann says, "YES!"
<OOC> Ann says, "Quotebook. Yes."
(12/10/02; In Nomine: Brass and Steel)
***
Foxfire doesn't appear to be the least bit upset. Surpried, yes, but even that is fading. "You didn't hurt me. I'm just fine." After everyone else's attempts to permenantly send her to Zeus' side, a bite is hardly going to trouble her. "I just want to know why you bit me."
<OOC> Gen says "<Gen looks down> "I thought you were a vet.""
(After Gen bites Foxfire abruptly in the middle of a tense gathering, creating a few moments of havoc. Gen was attempting to inject endorphin-like chemicals into Foxxi's hand - a 'natural' instinct.)
(01/04/03; AD3)
***
"So they tell me, Mister Ellis," Cristobal says, unruffled. "Personally, I prefer to cultivate more refined talents. Far be it from me to stop you from debasing yourself in whatever manner appeals to you this week, however. Be it some new intoxicant you dub ritual enlightenment, or a new round of senseless debauchery that you disguise as affection, have at it."
Zach narrows his eyes at that. "And exactly what are you hinting at here, Cris?", he asks in a cool voice. He's about to say more, but then his brain does a double-take and instead he smiles. No, actually he /beams/.
Cristobal raises an eyebrow curiously at Zach's sudden shift in demeanor, but that's all that shows on his face. Hellish poker player, that Cristobal. "I hint at nothing, Mister Ellis. I find you to be a promiscuous, drug-addled sot who I would not trust to change a tire. I think all of that is quite clear, no?"
(02/07/03; In Nomine: Brass and Steel)
***
Brynn watches. Might as well. It's either that or... she opens her jacket, and reaches inside, taking out a cellular phone. She taps a number, and waits for it to connect.
Cristobal's head snaps towards Brynn as she produces the cell phone. His voice is soft and chiding. "Now, now, Miss Amsel. It is considered rude to dial a cellular telephone at the dinner table. You must surely be ashamed of yourself... and are going to hang that beastly device up and apologize to us all, no?" A faint smile crosses his face as he says it.
(Cristobal fails his Resonance roll to 'mind-trick' Brynn into agreement.)
"And you, Cristobal, are going to shut up, and kiss my firm ass," Brynn suggests, and continues to look down at her phone. Beep. Beep. She doesn't get ahold of whoever she's trying to contact just yet.
Cristobal is taken aback by Brynn's comment. "Of course," he murmurs, mostly to himself, "The rules of etiquette ARE changing so quickly these days..."
(03/16/03; In Nomine: Brass and Steel)
***
"I think Ann mentioned she might like to join us inside," Brynn tells them, because she can. "Or maybe I was still woozy from that stungun thing," she says with a look at the girl.
A faint grin tugs at the side of Ann's hereunto neutral expression. "I can't believe you did that." she murmurs with a small shake of her head. As she scans the road, she answers, "I think that I could be of help, if you two don't think I'd make matters worse."
Cosmo smiles at the news. He isn't adverse to letting her take part. "I don't have a problem with that. I think with the firearms you're carrying, that if nothing else you can stir up plenty of trouble. If we weren't interested in keeping the Jeep in proper repair, we could simply drive through the fence." He tucks his knives away. Leaning forward he looks at Brynn. "Taser?"
"It's a long story, Cosmo," Brynn tells the man with a faint smile. Oh, and she has gloves on, but she has that so often it should probably only be mention when she doesn't wear them.
Ann lets no pause elapse between Brynn's last 'o' sound and her own "-Brynn here wasn't sure about the quality of the stungun, so she zapped herself in the wrist with it. You should see the burn marks." She adds, almost teasingly, "Do you two shoot each other on the weekends?"
<OOC> Ann says, "<Cosmo hangs his head and blushes>"Actually, it was Katana Weekend last time...Uzi Night is coming up.""
Cosmo just stares at the soon-to-be Elohim. "No. We do not shoot one another on weekends." He too has gloves on. What fool would go on a lightning raid like this without wearing gloves? He turns back to Brynn. "Let's try not to taser ourselves this evening, hmm? And Ann, you do have something nonlethal to use, yes?" The house should only be a few blocks away. About time to find a place to park and for the trio to get out.
"We sometimes pull each other through car windows, but that's a different story altogether," Brynn says, solemnly. Cosmo receives a nod in response to his question. "I'll try."
(07/02/03; In Nomine: Brass and Steel)
***
"The logical action would have been to wait until he was occupied with the shopkeeper, and shoot him in the back. Judging by your state, I assume you did not do this." Ix studies the arm, and soon lets out a sigh. And then she looks around for their toolkit. [Language: Binary]
Vi opens her mouth to reply, brow furrowed, then merely purses her lips in consternation. "I...don't usually think that way, Ix." she says, almost annoyed. Or embarassed.
(10/17/04; Star Wars: Age of Alliances)
***
VI: "I can't understand why a creature would be so violent."
IX: "Biological minds are made up of unstable chemicals and squishy meat. It may also have been diseased and slash or intoxicated."
(10/17/04; Star Wars: Age of Alliances)
***
(Xiphos) "I'm starting to think you don't appreciate me as a tactical weapons system. Do you only care about me as a -person-? Is that all I am to you?"
(Roy) "...I think I might've liked you better BEFORE you had a sense of humor."
(8/27/2006; The Brave and the Bold)
***
(The Question has sent a note to Batgirl, tipping her off about a drug shipment coming into Gotham's harbor at 3 AM. At said time...)
(Batgirl snares a guy outside the warehouse by the ankles and hauls him up to the roof with her, where she menaces him Battishly)
BATGIRL: You will be quiet. You will be clear. You will be... helpful. Or you will drop.
ROPED MAN, actually THE QUESTION in disguise: See you got my note. Should have mentioned my own position. *cough* ... quite a grip you have. Maybe ... runs in the family?
(9/4/2006; The Brave and the Bold)
***
Amy comes to a stop along with him, and nods. "Yuh huh. The demons ran when they fought back. They said they were pretty tough, though." Her brow furrows. "I don't know why, but on of my friends thinks they were trying to find blood for a sacrifice." Amy looks back at the Tube. "We should probably keep walking," she reminds Dawe in a friendly pop-up window sort of way.
(OOC) Dawe expects Amy to say at some point, "A vampire is trying to suck your blood. Are you sure you want to let it do that?"
(7/29/2007; Devilshire)
***
(Jennifer is trying to get Daryn to consent to a blood sample, to see if he picked anything up from being hacked at by demons the other night.)
Raising her head she smiles to Daryn. "Don't worry... it's not that bad. After what I saw you take and keep on? A little needle prick will be nothing. I'll even take it if Dr. Valentine would like. I've very gentle."
Daryn doesn't even remember where he was sliced and lets out a it of a sigh as he leans back. "Mehg. Amy, I don't get you at all. You're so chipper. They acted all bitchy about me being friendly to them too, mean." He looks up in horror, "A sword's nothing! But a needle..." He peers at it suspiciously. "That's dangerous."
(8/06/2007; Devilshire)
***
Yvonne just closes her eyes and ahhs softly as she lets Liz run around, Lady follows her around just in case she's lost her mind. This is when she makes her way over to Dmi's heavy ass and picks him /up/. Yes, the little ting, hefts his bulk up so she can drop him on a couch and shake her head. "Lizzie! If you siddown, I'll take mah shirt off!"
Liz drops like a stone to the ground.
(1/24/2008; Devilshire)
***
Return to Index