Session Start: Sat Sep 27 17:13:31 2003
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20030927.log'
<Ire> Session 103: Altros
<Ire> Time Chart: October 21st, 2222
<Ire> Location: Altros
<Ire> GM: *the Altros calmly flies over the ocean, it spreading as far as the eye can see. So far their current destination is Japan, but Ire seems to be taking a long way to it...a very long way*
*** Stark has joined #taw
*** Sherinmir is now known as Firebird
* Ire sits in the captain's chair on the bridge, legs crossed as he leans back in his seat. He looks out the viewport at the ocean.
* Junior looks over to Ire. "Why aren't we taking a great circle route?
* Firebird runs various checks on the weapons console.
<Ire> I felt that we should hit various areas before we get there. Quick stops, if you will.
<Firebird> <Yeah, we are kind of going around our elbow to get to our asshole here.>
<Ire> GM: *the navigational counsel flashes - they're nearing North America, not Japan*
* Junior blinks at Firebird. "....What?"
* Ire eyes FB
<Ire> Huh?
<Stark> What sort of pit stops, Warren?
<Firebird> *looks back at the weapons console* <Just another old saying. Sheesh, did you people ever go to college?>
* Junior looks at FB blankly.
* Dahok sits crosslegged in the Observation deck, in deep mediation
<Ire> ...in any event, Stark, we'er doing a pit stop that you'll be familiar with.
<Junior> NRP: <Dahok> *farts* I have smelled enlightenment, and it smells... frothy.
* Stark quirks his brow from behind his shades.
<Stark> Enlighten me.
<Ire> Computer, show us pit stop #1.
<Ire> GM: *a map appears of North America. Lousiana begins to blink*
<Stark> I see. What is of any interest there?
<Ire> I don't know. I'm curious to see where you came from, Mr. Harlequin.
* Junior looks to Ire "Do we really have time for sight seeing?"
<Ire> The tournament in Japan doesn't start for a little longer, so yes, we do.
* Ire stands up, slipping on his trench coat.
<Ire> We'll be arriving in about ten minutes.
<Stark> I see.
<Firebird> ...I hope we have some bug repellant somewhere.
* Ire steps out of the room, leaving them all behind. How very odd that Ire would choose to go visit hometowns.
* Junior looks to Stark.
<Junior> You don't seem thrilled to be going home.
<Stark> My home is... a wasteland. Much of the acid from the burning seas remains in the remains of the bayou.
* Ire steps into the hanger, prepping a shuttle up. Normally, Jake would be doing this, but...
<Stark> You wouldn't understand what it's like to have your home be corrosive even on moderate days.
<Junior> I would. The same thing happened to my planet, only we didn't have a simulation to make it inhabitable again.
* Firebird decides now would be a good time to slip out, and does so.
<Stark> I see.
* Dahok sweat beings to appear on his face as he continues to concentrate
* Ire sits in the shuttle's pilot seat, having finished the shuttle. Altros has entered the Lousiana territory now.
* Firebird walks into the hangar, notes the shuttle Ire has powered up, and gets onboard.
<Ire> Hello, Mr. Frost.
* Stark head to the shuttle with Junior.
<Firebird> *nods* Bossman.
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* Ire taps his comm unit.
* Junior steps on with Stark.
<Ire> Mr. Fyro, we will be leaving to visit some places real quick.
* Dahok opens his eyes and taps his comm
<Dahok> I'll be right down there.
<Ire> Acknowledged.
* Ire turns off his comm.
* Dahok pushes himself up and grabs a towel wiping his face off as he walks down to the hanger
* Ire flips a button, the hanger doors opening.
* Dahok appears on the Hanger floor and walks over to the shuttle
<Ire> GM: *the doors fully open and winds move in, reflecting the October weather*
* Ire pushes the controls forward, the shuttle moving along the hanger. Dahok will have to jump in now*
* Dahok leaps up and jumps onto the shuttle
<Ire> You might want to shut the shuttle door, Fyro. *flies the shuttle out of the Altros hanger and downward. Winds begin to whip in through the open shuttle door*
* Dahok hits the button and the door shuts behind him
* Ire pilots the shuttle downward into the Lousiana swamp areas where Stark grew up.
<Stark> *The swamps bubble a sickly orange, a few treestumps exist, as well as some form of altered water willows.*
* Ire twists the shuttle around and flies in the direction of the town.
<Ire> ... *says nothing, his jaw set as he flies over the ruins of the Lousiana area*
<Stark> *The town, built over the swamps, is fairly rickety, built mostly out of sheetmetal and timber. A few people are fishing, the rest just kind of sit there*
* Dahok looks out the viewport a look of sadness on his face
* Ire twists the shuttle and brings it in a landing just a few paces away from the buildings. He sets it down as gently as possible, powering down to minimal.
* Junior steps off, jumping onto a rock.
* Ire exits the shuttle, his boots making squishy sounds on the ground as he moves along.
* Stark walks off of the shuttle, leaning on his walking stick.
* Dahok steps off the shuttle and squats down, running his hand through the dirt
<Ire> So this is it.
* Firebird jumps off and looks around. "...What's that smell?"
* Ire raises an eyebrow at FB
* Stark turns to the others.
<Stark> Since we're here, we may as well get something to eat.
<Ire> Alright.
* Ire gestures for Stark to lead the way.
<Firebird> Now you're speaking my language.
* Stark steps onto the wooden planks, walking by several sheds until they reach a larger one with a concrete base.
* Stark opens the door for them.
* Ire follows behind Stark, looking rather ominious. He steps up to the larger shed and moves in.
* Dahok steps in behind them
* Firebird follows Ire, looking around.
<Stark> Old Fat Guy in overalls: WHEEEEELL! What can I git ya'all?
<Ire> ... *jerks back*
<Firebird> ...
<Dahok> ...*looks at Ire* He's not gonna ask us to squeel like a pig is he?
<Stark> OFG: Oh wait wait! *takes a nasty looking cigar from his mouth, he is only wearing overalls* Ya'll want a shrimp, right?
<Ire> A shrimp?
<Firebird> "A" shrimp?
<Stark> OMFG: Whut, you city folks got wide stomachs? One shrimp, awwww yea!
<Ire> ....
* Ire glances at Stark.
<Stark> OFG: SAL! Four shrimp! Make'em good'ns! *turns to them* I gae-ro-tee you'll be lickin ya fingars!
<Stark> We should sit.
<Ire> ...alright.
* Stark talks over to a table.
<Stark> NRP: walks.
* Ire Walks over to a table and sits.
* Junior sits.
* Dahok moves over to the table keeping an eye on the Old Fat Guy
<Junior> I guess the southern folk don't need to eat much because of the environment.
* Dahok looks over at Stark
<Dahok> Yeah what's the deal? One shrimp?
<Junior> OMFG: Look, boy, you wonna wrastle over it!?
<Ire> ....
<Stark> Sal: Haaank, leave that citah boy alone!
<Stark> Sal: *walks out with four plates, giving one to Stark, Ire, Junior and FB. On them are single whole shrimp.*
* Ire looks at the single whole shrimp
* Dahok looks at the shrimp
<Stark> Sal: Hank! You counted wrong again! They's faive here! Won, tew, tree, fo, five! Five!
<Dahok> Pretty persistent little buggers these shrimp were, too have survived such holocaust.
<Stark> *The Shrimp are the size of housecats*
<Ire> ......
* Ire slides his plate in front of Dahok.
<Ire> Enjoy.
<Dahok> ...*pokes the shrimp with his finger*
<Stark> *The shrimp is larger than most lobsters.*
<Junior> ... Well... when in in the neighborhood...
* Stark takes a knife and fork and eats.
<Stark> It's quite good, Sal. Is this the new seasoning you spoke of?
<Ire> NRP: Xevil: *appears in a chef hat* See? I told you boiling Earth would make my shrimp world famous!
<Stark> Sal: Yaw-huh! Anythang for you, sugah.
<Firebird> *to team, except Stark* <Well, these people haven't died by now.> *starts eating the shrimp*
* Dahok shrugs and picks the shrimp up with his hand, he cracks it open and jams his hand into it, ripping out a chunk of white meat
* Dahok toss's the meat into his mouth and swallows
<Stark> Sal, has anything interesting happened here recently?
* Ire sits there, watching them all eat.
* Junior eyes the shrimp, a litle unnerved.
<Dahok> Not bad...needs some ketchup.
<Stark> OMFG: *butts in, his man-boobs hanging out* AWW yea! Those goddamn ferners diggin up north!
* Dahok begins to eat the shrimp out
<Ire> Ferners?
<Stark> Foreigners.
* Ire raises an eyebrow
<Ire> What are they digging for?
<Stark> OFG: Rite! Ferners! Damn french think they's findin somethin up der!
* Dahok belches and toss's the emptied shrimp husk down on the table
<Ire> ... *bites his tongue not to say France is underwater* Really?
<Stark> Sal: They aren't french, Hank! They's from Euro-sometin-or-other!
* Dahok looks at Ire
<Dahok> You sure you don't want this?
<Ire> I'm sure.
<Stark> OFG: They all french! Dirty bastards! *laughs hard, his fat shaking*
* Dahok grabs Ire's shrimp and with a sickening cruch he breaks the shrimp in half
<Junior> What a culturally diverse place you live in, Stark.
<Ire> How far up north?
* Dahok begins to chow down on the shrimp
<Stark> OFG: Ohhh... *scratches his ass* bout tree or fo' miles.
<Ire> Interesting. *stands up.* Excuse me. Thank you for the meal. *walks out*
<Junior> What did these people look like?
<Junior> OFG: *says something in creole*
<Junior> ... Right, excuse me.
* Junior follows Ire.
* Ire stands outside, his trench coat blowing slightly in the October wind.
<Ire> Sounds like something worth checking out on our way out.
* Dahok finish's half the shrimp and lets out another belch
* Stark looks to the north.
<Stark> NRP: Junior.
<Junior> Yeah.
<Ire> I'll get the shuttle ready. Tell the others to take their time...with their shrimp.
* Ire does a little wave and walks off.
<Dahok> I don't know if I handle another bite...
* Junior nods and tells the others, before heading for the shuttle. "You can have mine, Dahok."
* Ire sits in the shuttle.
* Junior jogs back to the shuttle and gets on, sitting in the co-pilot. "Ugh.. It's sickening enough to see you people eat the small kind. But ones that big?"
* Firebird finishes his off and stands. "Wasn't quite spicy enough, but it was still delicious. Thanks." He leaves and heads for the shuttle.
<Dahok> ...Yes I can..*stands up and walks out of the place and towards the shuttle, munching on the other half of Ire's shrimp
* Ire checks some things off on a checklist.
<Ire> Did anyone remember to pay?
* Dahok steps onto the shuttle and sits down
* Ire finishes his checklist and grabs the controls, getting the shuttle ready to lift off.
* Firebird boards and sits.
* Dahok munch's on the shrimp tail
<Junior> OMFG: OMFG! You bastard! Stark dis it the last time you stiff meee! *runs out with a shotgun, chasing them down, his fat shakes hypnotically*
<Ire> Right. Time to go. *lifts off the ground, flying away*
<Stark> OFG: ARRR! *falls into the water* It burns it burns!
* Ire flies along in a northward direction.
<Stark> Sal: *runs out* Hank, I tol' you not to swim no more!
<Stark> Sal: You'll ruin the gun!
<Stark> OFG: *burns*
* Ire glances at Stark
<Ire> We're never visiting again.
<Dahok> NRP: So who's OMFG?
<Stark> You see why I left.
<Dahok> NRP: Deliverance pops in my head as a reason.
<Ire> GM: *and so they fly northward for 5 miles, when suddenly, below them, is a huge dig site, sponsored by what seems to be some Mega City personnel and Janus people. They seem to be unearthing the remains of some ruins*
<Junior> Janus.
<Ire> What IS it that they're doing?
<Dahok> Looks like they're digging Ire.
<Ire> I know that. But for WHAT?
<Ire> GM: *the green tattoo on Dahok's palm glows briefly*
* Dahok looks down at his gauntlet and see's a flash of green light
<Dahok> What the...
<Ire> ...what is it, Fyro?
<Dahok> ...I don't know.
<Ire> ... *looks back down at the digging* Something tells me if we bother them it would be like hitting a hornet's nest.
<Dahok> I thought I saw something but...
<Junior> Hrm.
<Firebird> Hitting a hornet's nest, huh? Isn't that what we do best?
<Ire> .... I suppose you could say that.
<Ire> GM: *Dahok's palm glows again*
<Ire> There seems to be minimal soldiers here.
* Dahok quirks his eye towards his palm again
* Dahok moves his left hand infront of his face and turns his palm up
* Ire looks at the others.
<Ire> What do you think?
<Ire> GM: *suddenly, the green gem appears in Dahok's palm*
<Junior> For so few forces, how important could it be?
<Ire> Good question. Then again, who would have thought to find them out here to begin with?
<Junior> The only interest I have in it is the fact that Dahok's gem has appeared as we entered the area.
<Firebird> *shrugs* Why not? It's not like we're doing anything else.
<Ire> That is odd. We found his gem in a ruin, too.
<Dahok> Holy sh....*holds the gem*
* Ire brings the shuttle downward toward the ground.
* Ire lands them on some rocky ground. As they land, the gem vanishes again, a tattoo once again in Dahok's palm*
* Dahok blinks, confused
* Junior steps off the shuttle, with Stark.
* Ire opens the shuttle door and looks out at all the workers and diggers. All around the area is about 15 soldiers.
<Dahok> NRP: HAH
<Ire> Take down the soldiers first.
<Junior> Right.
* Junior jumps up into a tree, pulling out his gun.
* Stark steps behind the tree, casting bad mojo on the area.
* Ire draws his handguns and runs out and hops onto a rock, aiming his handguns out.
<Ire> Surrender!
<Ire> GM: *the soldiers and workers all freeze. The soldiers fumble for their weapons*
* Firebird pulls his handguns and dives behind a rock, hiding.
<Ire> Like I thought. *shrugs, having given them a chance. He fires at one soldier, taking him down. The workers begin to scramble away*
* Dahok steps off the shuttle regaining his composure and quickly sprints towards the nearest soldier scrambling for his weapon and leaps up, kicking him in the jaw
* Junior jumps out of the tree and decks a worker.
<Ire> GM: *the remaining 13 soldiers all open fire on Dahok, trying to hit him with a wave of shots*
<Ire> GM: *one worker runs off, holding a box*
* Dahok hits the ground and grabs onto the soldier holding him up as a shield
<Ire> GM: *the soldier is easily decimated*
* Firebird springs from behind his rock, aiming a shot at the worker with the box's leg
* Junior gets off the worker and chases down the box carrier.
<Ire> GM: *the worker goes down, the box crashing along the ground. A brown gem falls out and rolls along*
* Ire spins and fires, taking down another soldier.
* Firebird lands, rolls - and mistimes it, ending up sprawled on the ground.
<Ire> GM: *the 11 remaining soldiers take cover*
* Dahok backflips off the soldier he was using as a shield and twists around facing away from the soldiers and sprints behind a tree
* Ire grabs a grenade and hurls it into a bunch of soldiers. Five of them scrmable away, only to be caught in the explosion. Six remain
* Firebird springs to his feet and whips around, looking for a potential target. Finding the group of six, he opens fire.
<Ire> GM: *the six scramble away. Only four make it, though*
<Ire> GM: *the 4 remaining soldiers open fire at FB*
* Dahok climbs up the tree and runs along a steady branch, he flips off it and lands ontop of one of the four soldiers
* Firebird lets out a rather uncharacteristicall frightened "EEP!" and hits the ground flat.
* Stark clubs a random soldier with his cane.
<Firebird> NRP: +y
<Ire> GM: *the soldier goes down easily. The three remaining ones turn and fire at Dahok. One is clubbed, leaving 2*
<Ire> GM: *the brown gem comes to a stop near an acidic river, threatening to topple in*
* Dahok drops to the ground and push's off with his hands, drill kicking into one of the two soldiers
<Ire> GM: *the last surviviving Soldier begins to flee*
* Firebird takes a sniper position - looking rather odd with a handgun - and pops a final shot at the retreating soldier
<Ire> GM: *he goes down*
* Dahok stands up dusting himself off, as he goes over a spot in his arm he recoils as pain shoots through his body
<Ire> Did anyone find what was in that box?
* Ire glances around
* Dahok walks over to the box and looks around on the ground
* Stark eyes the box.
<Firebird> Some kind of rock rolled out of it, didn't see where it landed, though.
* Firebird stands up, dusting himself off.
<Dahok> Rock huh? What could be so special about a rock?
<Ire> GM: *the gem can be seen 6 feet away from the box, teetering at the edge of the acidic river*
* Junior looks at Dahok.
<Junior> What about the one in your hand?
<Dahok> That's not a rock, it's a gem.
<Firebird> ...Is there really much difference?
<Junior> What's the difference?
<Dahok> Chemical composition...or so I'm told.
<Stark> Someone should get the rock before it falls in.
<Firebird> Might be a good idea, yeah.
<Stark> It's a mineral either way, Dahok.
<Ire> NRP: *no one moves*
<Junior> NRP: That's what's hilarious about it. :p
<Dahok> Than call it that.
* Firebird notes that nobody else is moving, sighs, and goes to grab the gem.
<Ire> GM: *the gem rolls into the river, making a nice plop sound. FB will have to reach in and get it now
<Firebird> ...Anybody feel like losing a hand?
<Stark> ... It'll only sting if you leave it in there.
<Firebird> Fair enough.
<Dahok> I already have myself one.
* Firebird plunges his hand into the river and searches for the gem
<Ire> GM: *he finds it easily*
* Firebird quickly grabs it and pulls his hand from the river. "That wasn't so bad."
<Ire> GM: *the gem is a dull brown color. It doesn't seem to react or glow like Dahok's*
<Firebird> What do you know, junk. *examines it* Maybe we can sell it.
<Ire> I find it odd that they were looking for it. What is so special about those gems?
<Dahok> NRP: Dahok: Together they form, CAPTAIN PLANET!
<Ire> Voice: I suggest you give back what is not YOURS.
<Junior> We don't even know it's the same kind of gem as the one we found in the ruins.
<Ire> ?!
* Dahok slowly turns to the voice
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<Firebird> ...That doesn't sound good.
* Cyborg002` emerges from the water. He looks like a stronger version of Cyborg 001.
<Stark> Another 00 cyborg!
<Dahok> He looks like a stronger version of that last cyborg we stomped.
<Stark> NRP: We have to stop black ghost from creating more of them!
<Ire> Hrm.
<Firebird> I suppose it's yours, then?
* Cyborg002` lands on the ground, standing there. Water drips off his armor.
<Cyborg002`> Hand over the fusion gem or be destroyed.
<Dahok> Fusion...gem?
<Ire> A fusion gem...?
* Firebird suddenly remembers he's the one holding the gem. "Uh... you mean this old rock?"
<Cyborg002`> Affirmative.
* Dahok looks down at his palm and concentrates, his gem popping into his hand
<Dahok> You mean one of these things? *holds his gem up*
* Cyborg002` eyes the gem in Dahok's hand
<Cyborg002`> You will surrender that, too.
* Firebird quickly slips the gem into his pocket while the cyborg is distracted.
<Dahok> No I won't...Now you see it! *clenche's his hand and opens it* Now you don't.
* Junior looks between the other and the cyborg.
* Ire frowns.
<Cyborg002`> Prepare to be terminated.
* Cyborg002` suddenly appears behind Dahok and reaches out to grab the back of his neck.
* Junior draws the gospel. "Ire, I think we're in for a fight."
* Ire holds his handguns
<Ire> It seems so.
<Firebird> *to the team* <Whatever gave you that idea?> *redraws his other handgun*
* Dahok freezes as his neck is grabbed
* Cyborg002` lifts Dahok up, applying pressure
* Dahok face contorts in pain
<Cyborg002`> Hand over the fusion gems or this being will cease to function.
<Firebird> ...If these fusion gems do what I think they do, might I remind you that you're holding one of them?
<Dahok> Son of a...*growls and reaches around grabbing onto the Cyborgs hand*
<Cyborg002`> No more idle talk. Hand them over immediately.
* Stark spins the sword, strafing around 003
<Stark> NRP: Junior... 002...
* Dahok squirms around trying to break free of the Cyborg002's grip
* Ire aims at 002, firing at his arm.
* Cyborg002` is knocked off balance and drops Dahok.
<Cyborg002`> ...
* Junior lunges forward, slashing at 002's elbow.
<Firebird> First off, I threw that gem back in the river a few minutes ago. Second, you're killing the other. Third, you're toast. *opens fire*
* Cyborg002` turns and grabs Junior's arm.
* Cyborg002` is shot and knocked off balance.
* Dahok hits the ground and rolls forward
* Junior struggles against the hold.
* Cyborg002` swings Junior around at FB
* Ire fires at Cyborg's back.
* Cyborg002` flies backwards, body ramming Ire
* Stark is thrown at FB.
* Dahok grabs the back of his neck and rubs it
<Ire> OUF!
* Firebird hits the ground flat, letting Junior fly over him.
* Ire slams into some rocks.
* Cyborg002` stands there, his eyes glowing red.
* Stark tumbles on the ground, getting to his feet.
<Stark> NRP: GOD.
* Cyborg002` suddenly appears in front of Dahok. He kicks at his face.
* Dahok push's himself up and cracks his neck from side to side, he immediately slides into his fighting stance
* Dahok blinks throwing his hands up in an attempt to absorb some of the kick
* Cyborg002` turns away from Dahok, even though he absorbed some of the kick.
* Cyborg002` flies at Stark.
* Dahok slides backwards
* Cyborg002` throws a quick punch at his head.
* Ire stands up, holding his arm.
* Stark rolls to the side.
* Cyborg002` hovers momentarily, then kicks back and flips through the air, landing in the center of them all.
* Stark whacks 002 with his cane.
* Cyborg002` is out of range.
<Cyborg002`> Attack Designation 1.
* Cyborg002` begins to accumulate high levels of electricity.
* Firebird flips back to his feet and stands there in a traditional gun-fu fighting stance
* Dahok darts forward and lunge kicks at Cyborg002's chest
<Stark> NRP: And you're gonna die! Bitch! Die!
* Cyborg002` throws an electric ball at Dahok's leg.
<Firebird> That's... not good. *starts backing up, taking pot shots at the Cyborg as he can*
* Cyborg002` is shot.
* Dahok is nailed by the ball of electricity in the leg
* Ire opens fire on the Cyborg.
<Cyborg002`> GM: *Dahok's leg immediately goes numb*
* Cyborg002` throws out a wave of electricity at them all, trying to hit them in the chests.
* Dahok continues flying at the Cyborg his numb feet aimed out at the Cyborg
* Cyborg002` sidesteps Dahok.
* Ire throws himself to the ground.
* Junior falls back as far as he can to avoid the electricity
* Firebird hits the ground, still firign.
<Cyborg002`> Attack Designation 2.
<Junior> Gah, that won't feel good.
* Dahok flies by Cyborg002 and lands on the ground his numb foot hitting first, causing him to collapse to the ground
<Dahok> Ahhhh.
* Cyborg002` begins to accumulate high levels of radiation.
* Stark casts bad mojo on 002.
<Firebird> Oh, come on now...
* Ire rolls to his feet, eyeing the Cyborg.
* Cyborg002` becomes radioactive.
* Dahok push's himself up and as soon as he steps on his numb foot he falls again
* Cyborg002` rushes at Dahok.
* Dahok looks up at see's Cyborg002
* Firebird takes careful aim and fires at the charging Cyborg.
<Dahok> Ahh shit...
<Junior> NRP: <002> *is radioactive, and his organic parts fry.*
<Firebird> Sorry, bucko, I already have dibs on killing him.
* Junior runs at 2, holding hsi sword at the ready.
* Dahok hops up on one foot and leaps up in the air grabbing onto a bench
* Cyborg002` is hit, sparks flying. He stands near Dahok - Fyro would undoubtedly feel a burning pain*
<Cyborg002`> NRP: Yeah, basically.
* Dahok quickly swings himself up onto the tree and balances their on one foot
<Dahok> Hot hot hot!
<Cyborg002`> Attack Designation 2...off.
* Junior slashes overheaded at 02.
* Cyborg002` begins to cool off.
* Dahok flips off and the tree branch and comes kicking downwards at 002's neck with his good foot
* Cyborg002` is hit and sent flying back.
* Cyborg002` slides along. He stands.
<Cyborg002`> Attack Designation 3.
* Firebird starts to charge the Cyborg, but upon hearing the attack name called out, hesitates.
* Ire takes aim.
* Dahok repels off 002 and flips backwards landing on his knee and good foot
* Firebird instead aims at Cyborg from a distance.
* Cyborg002` begins to get a level of frost forming on him.
* Ire fires.
* Firebird fires as well, aiming low.
* Cyborg002` suddenly shoots balls of ice/hail at everyone.
* Dahok smiles a little bit and his arms begin to waver from heat
* Ire raises his arms and is hit, knocked back.
* Dahok throws his arms outwards, forming a small wave of heat that rams into the ice/hail sent at him
<Cyborg002`> GM: *FB finds himself near Stark. The gem in his pocket begins to glow*
* Dahok begins hopping forward towards 002
* Junior jumps from side to side, wielding the gospel with two hands.
<Cyborg002`> Attack Designation 4.
* Firebird is hit as well, being forced backwards near Stark. The glow shines through his pocket, but he doesn't notice it.
<Junior> This thing is heavy...!
<Firebird> I'd officially say we've got problems, Stark.
<Stark> Yes, we do.
<Stark> The gem is glowing, as well.
* Cyborg002` 's hands turn into giant energy swords.
* Dahok leaps up and comes down ontop of 002 with a doublehammber-blow, his arms a firey hot
<Firebird> ...Really? *takes it out*
* Cyborg002` is knocked back.
* Cyborg002` slashes at Dahok.
* Ire shoots 002 in the back,.
<Firebird> ...I get it. Think fast! *tosses it at Stark*
* Dahok lands on his good foot and throws his arms up letting the energy swords slam into his gauntlets
* Stark catches it. "I don't see what you mean."
<Cyborg002`> GM: *the gem flashes a bright brown, then vanishes. Stark has a brown tattoo in his palm*
<Stark> NRP: Ie; it doesn't show up. :P
* Cyborg002` presses into Dahok.
<Dahok> NRP: Which could easily be mistaken as a hairy palm
<Firebird> *smirks* It's better off in your hands than in mine.
* Cyborg002` suddenly electricifies himself, sending currents into Dahok
<Stark> Hrm.
<Ire> Fyro, watch out!
* Junior draws his gun and fires at 002.
* Cyborg002` is shot.
* Firebird looks back at the battle, quickly opening fire on the Cyborg as soon as he can get his bearings.
* Ire fires at 002.
* Dahok struggles to hold against the onpress, he carefully putting weight into his other leg, the electricaty surging through his body causing him to groan in pain
* Cyborg002` is shot some more.
* Cyborg002` leaps back and tries to impale Dahok's left lung.
* Dahok push's back when 002 leaps back and punch's downward at the energy blades
* Cyborg002` stabs the ground instead.
* Dahok slugs 002 with his other hand across the jaw
* Cyborg002` is knocked back, sliding along the ground.
* Cyborg002` lays there, smoke rising from his body.
* Dahok slams his left foot onto the ground, regaining feeling
<Dahok> Now it's a fair fight again.
* Ire stands there.
* Dahok dashs' forward ramming into 002's side
* Cyborg002` suddenly rolls away and to his feet.
* Dahok hits the ground and slides across it, sending dirt into the air
* Cyborg002` twitches once. He suddenly begins to play oldies music.
<Ire> ...what the hell...?
* Dahok spins around as he slides backwards
<Firebird> ...I think you broke him.
<Dahok> What the?
* Cyborg002` begins to dance right there, his arms going up and down.
<Ire> ....well, Cyborg 01 didn't prove to be mentally stable either.
* Dahok sprints forward and leaps up kicking against him several times
* Cyborg002` is kicked into the acidic river, vanishing from sight.
* Dahok rebounds off and lands on his feet
* Dahok kicks his left foot around
* Junior stares.
<Dahok> God that was annoying feeling.
<Firebird> ...That was...yeah.
* Cyborg002` emerges again, dancing towards Dahok.
<Junior> I was giong to ask if we could keep it. The Altros doesn't have a juke box.
* Junior spins the gospel and sheiths it on his back.
<Ire> ...
* Junior stares.
<Cyborg002`> Play that funky music white boy!
<Junior> I was kidding.
<Ire> ...
<Firebird> ...Keep your guard up. This may be a ruse.
* Junior shoots at 002's face.
* Cyborg002` spin-dances out of the way, getting closer to Dahok.
* Dahok begins to move his legs around, hopping from side to side
* Dahok drops to the ground and slide tackles 002's legs
* Cyborg002` spin rolls into Dahok suddenly, knocking him off balance. He then spins to his feet like a dancer would, slapping Dahok through the air.
* Ire stands next to Junior, watching.
* Dahok flies into the air and into comes crashing down ontop of 002
* Cyborg002` grabs Dahok before he can.
* Cyborg002` leaps up and slams him into the ground.
<Dahok> Hurk...
<Dahok> Uh oh...
* Cyborg002` lands on Dahok, dancing on top of his body.
* Firebird decides now would be a good time to shoot at the Cyborg, and does so.
<Dahok> GAH GAH GAH!!
* Cyborg002` is shot off of Dahok.
<Junior> Remind me never to crack a joke again. I mean, look at that happened when I did.
* Junior looks to Ire.
<Firebird> Seconded.
* Ire is popping asprin.
* Stark walks over to 002.
* Dahok push's himself up, coughing
* Stark looks at it for a moment.
* Stark whacks at it's head with his walking stick.
* Cyborg002` is whacked. It stops dancing.
* Cyborg002` stands there, it's eyes glowing red.
* Stark whacks it again, since it's standing there.
* Cyborg002` grabs Stark's hand and throws him at FBN
<Stark> Gah!
<Cyborg002`> Hand over the Fusion Gems.
<Dahok> We already did!
* Firebird sidesteps.
* Junior looks to Ire.
<Cyborg002`> Does not compute.
* Dahok dust's himself off
<Ire> This thing, while stupid, does seem to be strong.
<Firebird> Hey, I've seen one of these. Hey Cyborg, what's the meaning of life?
<Junior> I think he's going to focus on Dahok and Stark.
<Ire> Agreed.
<Cyborg002`> Does not compute.
<Dahok> We already did while you were dancing around like a jukebox
<Firebird> Really? Ok, what's two divided by zero?
* Junior sweatdrops at what Dahok and FB are saying.
<Cyborg002`> Does...not...compute..
<Junior> They're idiots.
* Ire stares.
* Ire nods.
<Dahok> Check your pockets, that's where you put them.
* Junior stares, dumbfoundedly.
<Cyborg002`> I have no pockets.
<Dahok> You put the gems in your pockets!
<Cyborg002`> ...Does....not.....compute....
<Stark> ... *shakes his head* You dropped your pockets back there. *points*
<Dahok> Are you calling me a lier?
<Cyborg002`> Aff---does...ma...compute...tive..
* Ire stares some more.
<Junior> ... No more pit stops, Ire.
<Dahok> I saw you put them in your pockets. Right after you grabbed your wallet out and gave us your home phone number.
* Cyborg002` explodes.
*** Cyborg002` has left #taw
<Ire> ...
<Firebird> We win.
* Dahok looks over at Firebird
<Ire> I hate my life.
* Ire walks off to the shuttle.
<Junior> ... Let us never speak of this again.
* Junior follows him.
<Firebird> Agreed.
<Dahok> Nice work...*begins walking towards the shuttle*
* Ire gets in the shuttle. He sighs and waits for the others, holding his head and shaking it.
<Firebird> Never thought I'd say this, but you too. Now let's get the hell out of Dodge. *heads back*
* Junior sits in the copilot seat.
* Junior glances over to Ire.
<Junior> This is why I hate the south.
<Dahok> Hehehee....The one thing computers can't handle, illogical actions. *hops onto the shuttle*
* Firebird boards and takes a random seat.
* Ire lifts the shuttle off and flies back to the Altros, post haste.
<Ire> I think I'm going to cancel our trips to the other locations and we'll go to Japan now.
<Dahok> NRP: Cyborg 00 series one weakness, pot-heads.
<Firebird> Where else did you have planned? Just out of curiosity.
<Ire> No one important now.
<Ire> (nowhere)
* Ire lands the shuttle in Altros.
<Firebird> So, who's up for a beer?
<Ire> ....
<Junior> NRP: If computers can't handle illogical things, why didn't they use that tactic in the Maverick Wars?
<Dahok> *looks over at Firebird again* What's so damned important about these fusion gems...
<Junior> NRP: Also it's a CYBORG.
* Ire quickly exits the shuttle and leaves them all.
<Junior> NRP: Thus this makes no sense at all!
* Firebird shakes his head.
<Ire> NRP: Which is why Ire is getting a headache.
<Firebird> I have no idea. But, I guess we'll find out eventually...
<Firebird> NRP: *head explodes*
* Junior steps off and heads straight for the observation deck.
<Dahok> NRP: Specially since Slasher is a cyborg and he's about as illogical as anyone can get.
* Junior 's brow twitches.
* Firebird gets off and decides to go take a nap, since nobody wants a beer.
<Ire> Sesssssssion Eeeeends
Session Close: Sat Sep 27 19:16:06 2003