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)

Author	Comment
cross Deon 'CrosS' Carter 11/23/2009 1:17:21 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 37	On Tour Cross banked his fighter violently to the left, narrowly avoiding a cluster of ion. "Stay with me Cross!" Ghost boomed over the comm headset. "How the heck.... did they find us already?" he replied, pausing to focus on his flying. "Now is NOT the time to be asking that man." Deon pulled his Thunderbird into formation, but was forced out just as quickly by their attackers. "Aw, frack this man" Ghost muttered, throwing his ship into a flat spin until he was facing his attackers. Shutting off all thrusters, he let inertia carry the ship as he lined up and fired his ion blasters. The volley hit it's mark, fragmenting one of the pursuing 556A Coyotes and forcing the other to flip suddenly to avoid the debris. As his opponent slowly came back around, Ghost locked a missile to his target and let it rip.
Mr. Narx Real Rock 'n' Rolla 11/23/2009 3:32:33 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 3	RE: On Tour Decision Pending's tour ship emerged from hyper space just in time to see a missile crash into the cockpit of a fighter, causing it to errupt into an explosion of metal fragments. Tek, who's face was now pressed firmly against the viewport, watched in awe as a pair of Thunderbirds sped past the wreckage. "I 'ave GOT to get me one of those!" he said with a large grin on his face. Anthony, who wasn't the least bit interested in whatever Tek was rambling on about now, began the standard procedure of exchanging phases and jargon with the control towers on Meeriad.
cross Deon 'CrosS' Carter 11/29/2009 12:27:23 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 37	RE: On Tour "Now that they're dealt with, can we try and figure out how that fracker keeps finding us?" "Hey, Hey, look, it's Decision Pending!" Ghost replied enthusiastically. Rolling his eyes, Deon pulled his ship up next to Ghost's, looking out at the DP logo painted onto the hull of the newly arrived Spacehawk. "Ghost, don't we have more important matters to attend to at the moment?" Suddenly, a red light began flashing rapidly, alerting Deon to a missile lock. Shouting various curses, he flipped his ship just as the missile shot past; sending it flying towards the Spacehawk.

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