Logging #BESM to 'logs\#BESM.ChatSociety.log'
Lopez	you called?
roseTintedGlasses	Oui. Just telling you we are playing.
Lopez	which?
roseTintedGlasses	Guild. I need time to revamp Hunters for individual
Lopez	ahhh gotcha well I'm just gonna go run and get something to drink do we want to go on skype?
The_Guild	Sure.
Lopez	coo RB then or my parents could bring me some...yay! on skype waiting for dave
Alice	ditto He is writing some stuff.
Lopez	ahh well in other news...I'll find out this weekend whether or not I have the courage to ask a girl out :)
Alice	ooooo. Always fun.
The_Guild	I say you should get really really drunk before asking her. Liquid courage! And then, if it doesn't work out, you won't even remember asking her in the morning.
Lopez	yeah...girl from the festival....it'd mean a relationship that for the time being would be me commuting a lot but *shrug* stores in TO are always looking for sales poeple Ohhh I'll remember Alan...I'll remember I remember everything when I'm drunk
The_Guild	Hey! And you can come visit! So... the logs are up... but the index pages are not yet updated.
Lopez	yep....as I said to dave I know more people in TO then Guelph now so *shrug* we'll see
The_Guild	So... uh.... yeah. What's going on?
Lopez	with?
Alice	I am willing to start.
Lopez	Dave is doing the Audio cable waltz BTW Alien Vs Predator = Good cheese ? where did everybody go?
The_Guild	Did you disconnect from Skype?
Lopez	nope
Do-N --> "Reka rolls 2d65 and gets 72."
Alice	Yo. We are ready
Reka	Guild?
Lopez	Alan...hello how are we gonna work this?
The_Guild	Guild, yes.
Reka	You're gone from Skype?
The_Guild	We'll do single 'til we're all aligned, then take off like a rocket.
Lopez	cool
The_Guild	I was disconnected.... it kept dipping in and out, so I couldn't hear what people were saying anyway.
Reka	So, shall we split up into individual stuff channels then?
Lopez	whenever your ready alan
The_Guild	On the phone, sorry...
Lopez	no worries
The_Guild	Back. PM to Alice in progress. Reka, change your name please. :) Did my last three messages get through?
Lopez	yes I have Individual stuff if you want to go though that
The_Guild	I don't want to start any new individual stuff, really.
Lopez	ahhh fair enough...then those two tools for my abilities were installed properly then?
Do-N	K, just give us a countdown before we take off.
The_Guild	PM to Do-N. Countdown: 10. 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 1/2 1 0 It's Kol Mnba. The Emissary sits at his desk, playing with a sphere that appears and disappears at odd intervals. It also changes colors in a seemingly random pattern.
Alice nods to the other two and turns to Kol Mnba.
Do-N	"Hey, how's it goin?"
Lopez stands until asked to be seated
Alice	"Well enough."
Lopez	"excellent well"
Do-N	"Cool. So what's the occassion?"
The_Guild	You aren't asked to be seated. Kol Mnba simply states, "You are now on the clock. You are Traveling to Ung, a dimension near the end of it's lifecycle. You are to determine it's political structure and potential for resources, as well as it's Believability Quotient stability. You will be doing this entirely from Grey, as we have prior surveillance data collected on the dimension."
Lopez	"I assume that data will be acessable?"
Alice nods
Alice	[Alice was nodding to Kol Mnba, not Lopez]
The_Guild	"Through your Shargat, yes."
Alice	"Is there anything else?"
The_Guild	"No. Enjoy."
Do-N	"Ta."
Alice	"Thanks."
Lopez	"excellent...ladies....shall we?"
The_Guild	"You will proceed immediately to TransLoc Two. Otsilliw has already been inserted."
Alice turns and leaves.
Do-N	[To Lopez] "Sure."
Do-N follows Alice, lighting a cigarette.
Lopez gets up and turns after Alice
The_Guild	You make your way to the TransLoc station, a smaller version of Central TransLoc, but with no ceiling - it is simply a shaft that reaches up into infinity. ~Are you prepared?~
Lopez	~Never and always~
Alice checks her PDA and then looks up. "Yes."
Do-N	"Yeah, 'all good"
The_Guild	The world collapses. The world blossoms into darkness and rain. The streets are shiny with it, the walls around you dark. Immense skyscrapers rise up all around you to obscure the sky, and great mega-highways ceiling off any last bit of sky there might have been otherwise. Nevertheless, rain drips from all surfaces and manages to find it's way to the puddles and pools around your feet. The gutters, the alleys, the streets themselves are full of garbage. The stench rises up around you like a big moist cloud, hugging you close and causing you to sweat.
Do-N	"That's just super."
Lopez	"yay Distopias..one of my favorite locals" "any idea where O should be?"
Alice	"Presumably in black."
The_Guild	Despite the apparent lateness (and it is late, you are all wearing watches that proclaim it to be very early in the morning), the streets around here are scattered with pale individuals scrounging through the trash and beating each other up in a sort of distracted, mad frenzy.
The_Guild	You are all dressed in trousers, t-shirts, sweaters and vests with heavy workboots. All your clothes are at least partially dirty.... these are probably the only clothes you have.
Alice starts looking through her pockets.
Do-N	"Well, they seem to have lots of utter shite lying about if the Guild wants it."
Lopez	"never underestimate the unapparent value of gutter shite"
The_Guild	You've each got a white card the size of a driver's license. It's got a picture of you, a thumbprint scan and a few numbers. "ID1" is printed across the end of it.
Lopez	"ahh ID..whoopie"
The_Guild	~IGtha.... Mphra.... Gah there we go!~ ~'sup, sluts? How was the ride?~
Alice	~Unpleasant.~
Lopez	~like having your guts removed and re-arranged...and I don't even have guts~ ~so you were saying about translation?...or better yet you'd better do the briefing thing~
The_Guild	~You're in Ung. First thing's first, get outta the undercity, the only people there are braindead zombies. Second, the people here are photosynthetic, so get as much sun as you can - that's your food. Tanning booths are around, but they're expensive. Third, don't think that you're not being watched - you are. This place has more surveillance than Shar Torin.~
Alice	~Much in the way of rules down here in the undercity?~
The_Guild	~Generally it's automated. Don't worry about laws, you'll break them no matter how hard you try to avoid it, it's just a fine that's deducted from your bank account - which is already in the negative by the way, just like everybody else but the Corporation Presidents.~
Lopez	~wonderful now about our translations...care to elborate so we don't bring the whole realm down about our ears?~
Alice smiles and mutters to herself. "How efficient... ."
The_Guild	~Undercity is where the sun don't shine, where the underfed come to wither away. See those pale guys? Not enough sun leads to mental degeneration and the development of a wide range of psychoses. Get your sun, children, or you'll end up like them.~
Alice	~How about blood feeding through my symbiote. Will that sustain this body?~
The_Guild	~You are translated to the norms of the dimension. Your hardware is clunkier and you need an additional recharge, tin man, but on the plus side you don't need as much sun. Cyborgs are generally used as heavy labour and in lightless environments such as mining and the like.~
Lopez	~but I stll have all my abilities with me?~
The_Guild	~It's how the zombies feed, but it's not the most efficient way. Your symbiote can feed from your photosynthesized stores. ~No, you have none of them. Sorry Lopez, you're totally out of luck.~
Do-N	~Fun... How smart are these automated sensors when it comes to weird shit?"
The_Guild	~Weird shit like what? They detect crimes, they fine you. If you do something bad enough like start killing people, then the police come and shoot you back.
Do-N	~I was thinking weird shit like growing wings or somethin', but it doesn't seem like it's gonna come up.~
The_Guild	~Speaking of, you'll have to get your own weapons - it was hard enough getting you a driver's license on short notice, let alone a license to ride a fuckin' bicycle.~ ~Now lookout, you've got company.~ Sure enough, a group of the pale-faced rag-wearers is shuffling toward you, eyes rolling back and clawed fingers extended in an accurate mimicry of typical zombies.
Alice drops into a fighting stance.
Lopez	"yay...zomblies" ~Cyborgs...how common?~
DiceBot --> "Alice rolls 2d6 and gets 5."
Alice	I move backwards slightly and take a defensive position slighly behind Lopez.
The_Guild	Do-N?
Alice	[Holding my action]
Do-N looks for something heavy with good leverage for head-bashing.
The_Guild	There's a mangled bedframe in the nearby trash pile that you could get a bedpost or metal frame-beam from.
Do-N picks one up and hefts it for weight.
The_Guild	It'd make a decent club. Lopez?
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Torasin	Do-N picked up a bedpost and hefted it, I said it would make a good club. then I said "Lopez?" as in, what do you want to do now?
Lopez is taking up a defensive posture
Do-N is taking a bash-someone's-head-open-with-a-post stance.
The_Guild	The zombies shuffle closer. Initiative.
DiceBot --> "Lopez rolls 2d10 and gets 3."
Alice	role 2d10
DiceBot --> "Alice rolls 1d10 and gets 2."
The_Guild	Yeah, only 1d10, Lopez. :)
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 1d10 and gets 8."
DiceBot --> "Do-N rolls 1d10+13 and gets 21."
DiceBot --> "Lopez rolls 1d10 and gets 4."
The_Guild	Do-N first.
Do-N shoves a zombie in the chest with the end of the post, Silent-Hill-style.
DiceBot --> "Do-N rolls 2d10 to hit (against ?) and gets 11."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 and gets 7."
Do-N	[My natural ATT with melee is 14]
Alice mutters. "If this gets bad, we turn and reloacte the fight 70 feet behind us."
The_Guild	The zombie staggers back, drools as it snarls, and leans forward to press the attack once more. Lopez next.
Lopez lashes out with a roundhouse kick to the nearest zombie
DiceBot --> "Lopez rolls 2d10 against 18 and gets 3."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 1d10 for collateral and gets 10."
The_Guild	The zombie folds sideways, it's ribs and spine crushed over to one side as it collapses into the blow. Alice?
Alice lashes out and jabs at the throat of a zombie with her finger tips.
DiceBot --> "Alice rolls 2d10 against 17 and gets 10."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 and gets 18."
The_Guild	Alice's fingers severely bruise the zombie's throat, and it falls back onto it's rump, choking and clutching at it's throat. The zombies retaliate with a hailstorm of weak blows...
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 for attack and gets 11."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 for attack and gets 9."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 for attack and gets 9."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 for attack and gets 11."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 for attack and gets 16."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 for attack and gets 17."
The_Guild	... that do nothing but irritate you. initiative.
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 1d10 and gets 1."
DiceBot --> "Lopez rolls 1d10 and gets 7."
DiceBot --> "Alice rolls 1d10 and gets 8."
The_Guild	Do-N?
DiceBot --> "Do-N rolls 1d10+13 for initiative and gets 21."
The_Guild	Do-N first.
Do-N repeats the same headbashing thing.
DiceBot --> "Do-N rolls 2d10 to hit (against ?) and gets 11."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 and gets 5."
The_Guild	The persistent zombie's head caves in under the headbashing it takes, and it topples to the ground. Alice.
Alice kicks straight up and aims for a zombie chin.
DiceBot --> "Alice rolls 2d10 and gets 10."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 and gets 11."
The_Guild	The zombie's head snaps back and for a moment it stands there, stunned. But then it slowly lowers it's head and glares at you, letting out a low rasping moan as it reaches for you. Lopez?
Lopez gathers his hand into a fist and the proceeds to give the nearest zombie the uppercut from hell
DiceBot --> "Lopez rolls 2d10 against 18 and gets 10."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 and gets 12."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 1d10 for collateral and gets 9."
The_Guild	The zombie is propelled up and over the group, landing in a heap behind the other pasties. He does not rise. The zombies reach out to grasp at your tasty flesh...
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 to grab and gets 14."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 to grab and gets 8."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 to grab and gets 14."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 to grab and gets 15."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 to grab and gets 10."
The_Guild	But their fingers simply rake weakly across you, too feeble to gain a grip. Initiative. 1d10
DiceBot --> "Alice rolls 1d10 and gets 10."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 1d10 and gets 4."
DiceBot --> "Do-N rolls 1d10+13 for initiative and gets 17."
DiceBot --> "Lopez rolls 1d10+12 for ACV and gets 21."
The_Guild	Alice?
Alice kicks hard into the closest zombie knee.
DiceBot --> "Alice rolls 2d10 and gets 5."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 and gets 12."
The_Guild	A zombie knee buckles under your kick, snapping like a twig. The zombie collapses, though it still reaches feebly for your ankle. Lopez.
Do-N	"Tenacious little fuckers, eh?"
Lopez gives a spinning backfist to one of the standing zombies {think Bayman style}
DiceBot --> "Lopez rolls 2d10 against 18 and gets 18."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 and gets 13."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 1d10 for collateral and gets 3."
The_Guild	Your fist connects, pasting through the zombie and using it's corpse as a battering ram against another, which collapses beneath it's comrade. Do-N
Do-N	[More of the same, frenzied bashing.]
DiceBot --> "Do-N rolls 2d10 to hit (against ?) and gets 12."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 and gets 12."
The_Guild	Your club comes dowm mercilessly upon the top of the head of the zombie whose knee Alice had just kicked out, slamming him into the ground. Heedless of their losses, the zombies press their attack...
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 and gets 8."
DiceBot --> "The_Guild rolls 2d10 and gets 7."
The_Guild	... and are still ineffective. The last two are dispatched with ease. You stand victorious in the rain, the blood of your opponents running away into the overfull gutters. My evenings are generally free after 10ish... Can't, really. Danielle is sleeping.