Active Plots (Alphabetical) - Updated 8/21/2010

Can't I Have Any Time? - (Eruantion Doriath [?], Amonost Doriath [?])

End of Solitude - (Verda Stelo [?])

No More Grape Soda - (Alex Dean [?], Samuel Jorgenson [?], Leon Mecheeto [?])

Questionable Means - (Tawny Black [?], Ishkan Ma'z)

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Szyren Phoenix in Training 3/13/2008 7:34:37 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 122	RE: The Reckoning Szyren watches as three blips appear on the screen, three ships, she assumed, here to help.  This is not what she had in mind.  What she really wants is to jump ship and simply let the WarWagon blow.  Her transmission to the spaceport wasn’t completely untrue.  There is something in the cargo hold that was releasing a gaseous odor.  And Szyren knows her gaseous odors.  This one reminds her of rotting eggs and benzene.  It might not be the most toxic compound, but its smell was noxious and she felt a little dizzy anytime she got a good whiff. She sits back and quickly formulates a plan. They would try and dock, she would run in screaming, and with some well timed explosives, they would be on their way into Perrenor’s atmosphere before anyone would begin asking questions.  It would require that she sacrifice her olfactory senses for the time being, and, certainly, good hygiene, but it would be worth it.  Then she would slip away once they landed and no one would be the wiser.  It wasn’t perfect, but it would save her a lot of time and trouble. She cuts the power to the engines and reroutes it to the cargo hold, like she had claimed to do earlier, and politely asks the computer to self destruct if it detects any internal threats.  The AI argues with her about it for a few minutes before Szyren manages to convince it that it carries important rebellion secrets that, if found, will surely mean the end of a civilization, at least.  The computer seems impressed enough at this to comply. Shouldering her pack and taking one last breath of clean, unpolluted air, she opens the hatch separating the cockpit from the cargo hold and climbs down the ladder.  She works briskly; placing a red rocket here, a stack of sizzler’s there, gathering the most flammable things she can into a heap in the center of the hold and dousing them in an ample amount of gasoline that she had found under a crate full of rat-traps.  By the time she’s done the hold is a maze of explosives. And just in time, too, as no sooner has she lit the pile in the center, does she hear the telltale hiss as the air pressure in the docking bay changed dramatically.  She watches the doors that separate the two rooms closely, and just as they open, flings herself through with a shrill cry. Szyren (properly dramatic): Too late! Too LATE! Get the frag away! Disconnect us!  She’ll blow! She’ll blow! The men in the bay take only a second to react after seeing past the strange, screaming girl and into the fire that is beginning to spread along the floor and towards Szyren’s fireworks, fueled by gasoline.  One grabs Szyren by her pack, hoists her over his shoulder, turns, and runs.  The other two follow suit.  Szyren clasps her hands together and prays that the AI will wait until they’ve gotten far enough away to detonate.  Her vision is a blur, she feels herself bouncing against her unknown rescuer’s back, sees the two soldier’s behind her running, sees flames licking up the walls on the other side of the doors.  She takes a delighted pleasure from it all. It isn’t until she realizes that she is on her back with a very concerned woman hovering over her that she notices time has passed, and that she’s in a completely different ship. Woman: Miss? Can you hear me? Szyren nods, unsure of herself.  The woman’s expression changes from very concerned to mildly less worried. Woman: My name is Karah.  What is your name? Szyren realizes with distaste that the woman is practically spelling out her words.  She sits up, feels suddenly nauseous, but doesn’t lie down again.  The woman offers her a small smile in support. Szyren: Szyren.  My name is Szyren. Poor broad must not be too bright.  This will be so much easier than I imagined. Szyren: What happened to my ship? Karah:  Right after we pulled you out… Karah frowns and lets the sentence hang and Szyren practically sees the gears working behind her pretty blue eyes. Karah: Well, we barely managed to get away.  Your ship's gone, Sweety. Szyren: Oh. Szyren pulls off what, she knows, is the appropriate look for “I’m about to cry”. Karah: Oh!  Honey! Don’t worry.  No one blames you.  I’m sure whoever employed you won’t be too harsh.  Afterall, whatever you were carrying was really unstable, you even said so. Szyren nods, feebly. Szyren: Karah, if you don’t mind, I think I need some air.  Are we landed? Karah: Yes, but, I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be walking around on your own just yet.  After we rescued you, well… you were hyperventilating and then you started throwing up, you were probably sick from whatever it was you were transporting… you passed out.  I’m supposed to let them know when you wake. She hesitates, a patronizing smile playing itself over her lips. Karah: Well, you’re awake now. Szyren: Please… I just need some real air.  I won’t wander away, I promise. There must have been just the right amount of sincerity in her voice, for Karah reluctantly agrees.  Once out of the sight of her watchful nurse (after making sure Karah had left), Szyren sneaks back into the medical bay and retrieves her pack, slips out of the docking bay, navigates her way through the spaceport, and escapes into the freedom that is the streets of Perrenor. (I write a lot when I'm all by myself...) Sometimes you get a better perspective of things when they're up-side-down.
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/13/2008 7:38:34 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning Neil feels like something is off about this character, but he gets that feeling from everybody on Perrenor, so it doesn't matter. Neil: I apologize for my indiscretion and please don't shoot me. As quickly as he spoke, he tips his tophat and marches off and around a corner. He sweats. He sweats hard. He looks back around the corner and sees Aaron's house is very on fire. He's taken aback by the fact that he accomplished such destruction, and he feels pretty good. Neil: I need fluid. Where can I get fluid? He goes back around the corner and runs up to the man who bumped into him a minute ago. He runs around in front of him and grabs his collar. Neil: WHERE CAN I GET FLUID? DO YOU KNOW?! DOO YOU CAAAARE?! He turns around and plays air drums. He stops. He turns around. He realizes none of that actually happened. He never even said anything to the guy that bumped into him, and he's still standing in front of him, staring blankly. Neil: ... Hi.
kairne Mind Destroyer 3/13/2008 8:10:06 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 58	RE: The Reckoning (Lol!)   Kai regains his composure and stands back up. He puts the case back into his coat along with the tools (ones specifacally made for bio-shells). "er...hi" he looks around frantically "I must really be going now if we ever meet again maybe we can go get a couple of drinks but for now I must go because I will be late" he says frantically. Kai begins walking past him and hoping Neil doesn't take up his offer.   Truth sits quietly in a corner as Parson fumbles around with a gun. "why won't this thing fire?" Truth looks at him "That particular model has been modified by Model Hk-783's mind and will only activate once the proper safety remover has been inserted" Parson sighs "two questions What is the safety remover and can you please stop talking in third person?". Truth ponders for a moment then replies "Answer to query 1 I can't tell you except in an emergency answer to query 2 Model Hk-783 cannot because of protocall annoy idiot". Parson sighed "when Truth's mind gets here I'm going to kill him..." your mind is my playground
Szyren Phoenix in Training 3/13/2008 8:28:39 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 122	RE: The Reckoning Szyren takes a deep breath of planetary air.  It's been a while, she was getting tired of the fake air her ship was circulating.  She finds her shades, nestled safely in her backpack, and slips them on, though they aren't quite necessary for the amount of sunshine in Perrenor at the moment.  Now that she’s here, she doesn’t know where to start. She begins by walking down a street that she doesn’t know the name of, quietly studying the people she passes.  Some of them aren’t exactly people, but that doesn’t bother her.  For each one she imagines some exciting background.   That one is the girlfriend of a drug lord.  She rents a room by the hour at the cheapest mote in the area, she’s hiding from him now.  She thinks it’s a game, but he’s gonna throttle her once he finds where she’s at.   This one’s a toady.  He’s on an errand now, to prove himself.  He’s trying to climb the social ladder of his gang, but he’s got no hope.  See how he walks?  Like he’s trying to be cool?  They all laugh at him.  When he’s not around they call him “Gimpy”.  One day they’ll just get tired of him and use him for a hunt.  Poor sap. That guy with the scruffy coat… he’s a vigilante.  He looks kind of singed.  Probably just got out of a gunfight.  He won, though.  Hung his target up to dry like wet laundry, for the feds to find in the morning.  Maybe the only good guy on the whole planet.  Doesn’t even know it.  For him, nothing is more honorable then doing the right thing. Pushing her hair behind her ears, Szyren approaches the man she’s decided is a vigilante and taps him on the shoulder, hoping he can help her find her pirates. Szyren: Excuse me-- Sometimes you get a better perspective of things when they're up-side-down.
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/13/2008 8:51:49 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning (I take it that's me. ) Neil: OH JEEZ OH GOSH WHAT THE HECK OH oh. He pauses. Neil: Hi. Sorry about that, I just got a huge chill. He grows serious. Neil: Ma'am. Do you know where I could get some fluid? I'm parched. The large bottle of Jack Daniels hanging out of the pocket of his fuzzy, ragged coat does not draw his attention at all.
Szyren Phoenix in Training 3/13/2008 9:08:39 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 122	RE: The Reckoning Szyren is so startled by his reaction to her that she laughs, out loud. Szyren: I know nothing.  I've never been here before.  I was hoping you might tell me where I could find some pirates. Her eye catches the Jack Daniels in his pocket and she plucks it out, effortlessly. Szyren: Though, if you're thirsty, I guess this might help. Szyren's stomach growls angrily and she remembers that she not only has she not eaten in a while, she completely emptied her stomach a just a little bit ago.  She spins the bottle in her hand and shoves it behind her back. Szyren: Then again, you might want to indulge in something else if you're really thirsty... This bottle seems pretty empty.  Do you mind if we look for somewhere together? Lies.  It's at least half full, and it's a very large bottle. Sometimes you get a better perspective of things when they're up-side-down.
kairne Mind Destroyer 3/13/2008 9:10:07 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 58	RE: The Reckoning (Neil's funny XD)   Kai made it to the apartment with little or no problems it all depended wether you think argueing with the doorman about "proper doorman ettiquite". Kai walked in and Parson asked "are you Truth?". Kai replied walking over to Truth and setting down his items "no...this guy is I'm Kai the soul in the machine". Parson mumbled "yep it's Truth..." he then stood up and asked about the "idiot" protocalls. Kai opens up Truth's arm and a whole bunch of smoke and frizting comes out of it he begins to work "I had to put something in to make sure you weren't bored". "yea..." Parson sits back down "so what took ya?". Kai continued to work frantically "I bumped into Neil apparantly he is crazier then I thought" "Neil?" "oh yea you haven't met the merc face to face have you?" He opens up hsi laptop and types a ffew commands and hands it over to parson. "Neil, Parson Parson, Neil nice to see that you two are aquainted... can you acess the infected files for me and type in the code Redemption" "er...ok" he types a few keys "it didn't work" "are you sure you spelt it correctly? R-E-D-E-M-P-T-I-O-N" "yes..." "gimme it" Kai taps away at the keyboard then does a few more commands and begins the elimination of the virus.      After a while of typing and tedious repair Kai sits down in a chair and types a few more commands into the computer. "Jeeze... only 95% fixed overall" Kai sighed Parson then asked "isen't 95% overall a good thing?". "Truth has approximately 10000000 damaged systems minor,major, and otherwise at 95% at any rate it is better then before" He turns to Parson "can you follow these instructions while I'm gone?" he hands a big stack of paper to him and the laptop "If you try to do anything  other then what I have asked even not doing it I have a protocall setup that will detonate a fairly powerfull frag grenade inside that laptop you have about lets see... 1 minute to begin before it explodes...". Parson groaned as he began following the instructions on the computer to fix Truth the rest of the way "why can't you do this?". Kai grinned "I might be going hunting I don't really know...". your mind is my playground
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/13/2008 9:23:01 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning Neil is very disturbed by the picking of his pocket--more the loss of the whiskey than the actual act of theft--and he does nothing to mask it. He can't bring himself to try to forcibly take it back from a woman, however. Whether this is chivalrous or sexist, he'll never know--he never cared about either. Neil: Well I guess I don't mind. He turns his back to the thief, clenching his fist in the air. Neil: I demand something injected heavily with carbon dioxide and tasting faintly of sassafras root! It's quest time! Time for quest! His body falls slack and loses all hints of emotion before he begins to walk down the center of the road. He stops. His nose flares. He turns ninety degrees to the left. His body falls drastically, catching itself in a sort of high-crouch as he points dramatically to the distance. Neil: That's it! Some way down the road is an A&W. It appears to be glowing, but that's probably just Neil.
Szyren Phoenix in Training 3/13/2008 9:31:51 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 122	RE: The Reckoning Szyren would have been worried for the mental state of this man she had picked at random because he appeared as though he wouldn't shank her, had she not been so amused by his actions.  She plays along, falling at his side in a crouch that mirrors his, flailing her arms in a theatrical fasion before pressing her hands to her heart and tossing her head back. Szyren: Oh, sweet heavens! What glories you have bestowed upon us! She throws her hands into the air. Szyren: This cave of wonders is ours for the taking! Without apology, she leans over to Neil and whispers in his ear. Szyren: Do you think it'll be heavily guarded? Or just a quick hit and run type of deal? Sometimes you get a better perspective of things when they're up-side-down.
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/13/2008 9:42:52 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning Holding his position, he slowly looks at Szyren. Neil: I think-- He squints. Neil: ... Both. His phone rings emphatically. He stands up straight and withdraws the cell phone from his pocket, opening it and placing it to his ear. Neil: Wuzz shakin' baybeh? Christie: Castle, what the heck are you doing? I just got a very angry phone call from Mr. Inaka because he needs to go to the chiropractor and he doesn't have a hired bodyguard. He mentioned something about the chiropractor possibly being an assassin? I don't even know, but you did want to take the job, didn't you? Neil: I did. Christie: Aaron Zemmel was supposed to bring you to Mr. Inaka. I emailed you directions. Neil: Oh, I met Aaron. Burned his house down too. Christie: I'm not sure if you're serious. Neil: I'm serious. Christie: That's probably not good. Neil: I don't think he minds, since I saved his life by doing it. Christie: You saved his life by burning his house down. It's hardly a question. Neil: Yes. The crazy robot assassin was there and he was trying to kill all of us. Christie: Well that's even worse. You need to meet with Aaron again and go to Mr. Inaka right away. Neil: Okay. After sarsparilla. He hangs up. He looks at Szyren and whispers. Neil: Let's go.

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