[21:39] <> [21:41] <<(The) Present Day: April 8th. Present Time: 1645 hours. Present location: The Canali Hotel, in Red Venice.>> [21:44] <> [21:44] ( So it's a vast Renaissance stone and brick nightmare filled with dirty water and whiny tourists? ) [21:45] ( [21:45] (Sounds about right.) [21:45] (Minus the tourists.) [21:45] <> [21:45] (Tourists are "taken care of") [21:46] ( I take my gold star, and shove it into a vital subprocessor of the Cube's. ) [21:47] <> [21:48] ( Ordered nothing. This was contract work. I expect a nice big *check*. ) [21:48] ( A novelty check. We'll stick it in a vital subprocessor of the Cube. ) [21:48] (These days they have checks painted on walls as murals.) [21:49] <> [21:49] ("Congratulations! You won!" *a semi truck pulls up with a check painted on the side*) [21:50] (Can't fit that in the ATM. >_>) [21:50] (We'll make it fit.) [21:50] (Yeah. That sword's gotta be good for something. :P) [21:50] (Keep talking, catch of the day. Just keep talking.) [21:51] (Methinks Isis don't like me very much.) [21:51] <> [21:51] (You know where that 'bird' is.) [21:52] (It's Bethany. Seriously. Bethany is Lenin in a robotic suit.) [21:52] (...a!) [21:52] (Whaddya mean? Lenin's playing mahjong isnt he? .. ha!) [21:52] (*sqwak* "Protoculture!" *sqwak*) [21:52] (Took you long enough to figure that out.) [21:53] ("Who are you?" "I'm actually a genetically-engineered lab rat, trying to take ove rthe world, in a giant robotic suit." "...what was that?" "Uh... yeehaw, y'all." ) [21:53] <> [21:53] +.>> [21:54] *** Vernon (jrenken@204.216.235.24) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) [21:54] *** Vernon (jrenken@204.216.235.24) has joined #ATC [21:54] (ow.) [21:54] <> [21:55] *** Chamelaeon sets mode: +v Vernon [21:55] * Isis is swimming. In a black one-piece. Rarr, if you're into that. [21:57] * Vernon is stretched out on a sofa in the common room, typing away on his laptop and eyeing the bar wistfully. [21:57] (It's all expenses paid, Vernon! Why are you not sucking on it like a mother's teat?) [21:57] * Charlie is napping in some chair. [21:57] ('cause the event's in an hour. ;_;) [21:58] (BRB, fetching food. Keep going. ^_^) [21:58] (Likewise. BRB.) [21:59] * Chako is drying herself off from the spa at the moment, wearing her red and black swimsuit. She's been through the pool, and lounging, and the spa in the past few hours. [22:00] * Chako mutters, "Well, the fun part's almost over." [22:00] <> [22:03] * Chako walks over to the bar with her towel slung over her shoulder, and grabs something to drink. She doesn't seem like she's being very choosy. [22:04] * Isis emerges from the pool area with her hair in a towel and tapping a datapad. "Ah, good. The dress I ordered for tonight should be here soon." [22:04] <> [22:05] ( ...okay, that would cost a fortune *now*. ) [22:05] * Chako pours something to drink, seals the bottle back up, and starts drinking. "Uhf. That's what I meant when I said the bad part. I hate these sort of things." [22:05] <> [22:06] (You're rich!) [22:06] (*Really* rich!) [22:06] (No, ATC just owns the hotel.) [22:06] (That too. ;p) [22:06] * Isis puts down the datapad and stretches her arms behind her back (Look, Vernon! Breasts! Not even Cahko has a pair of these.) "They're not so bad... but it seems like all this money could be better spent on other things." [22:06] (Alright, that's it, you. c.c;) [22:07] * Charlie stirs now that people are talking in this room. [22:07] (I thought you had them surgically removed because they were screwing up your aim.) [22:07] (Well, that and YOU'RE A MAN! A MAAAAAAAAAAAAN.) [22:07] * Vernon grins. "Such as computers." [22:08] (Yeah, yeah, whatever you say. c.c;) [22:08] <> "Isn't it polite to reward good work?" [22:08] (... So. What did you say about killing all the people who's names began with 'I'?) [22:09] (I'd toe the line if I were you, lizard. I'm one of a whole five people who can establish your bonafides and not scream "EEK! INVADING LIZARDS! SHOOT IT!") [22:10] (Be nice you two or I'll hire Fury to write lemons.) [22:10] * Isis glances at Prag. "Yes. Their hearts may be in the right place, but..." [22:10] * Chako finishes her scotch, and shakes her head. "Money or not, it's just not my crowd." [22:10] * Vernon nods. [22:10] (That would be worht it just to see the horrible mangling of MANSEX Chris could write.) [22:10] These are the people who do things by standing around and having money. [22:11] (I meant Isis/Taluun lemons.) [22:11] <> "Oh." [22:11] (He's male, isn't he? Well, presumably.) [22:11] (Yes. Isis isn't, though.) [22:12] (True. Chako/Taluun, though... rarr.) [22:12] (Presumably. I mean, you had a paragraph about breasts in there.) [22:12] (Breasts! They're, uh, breastastic! What more can one say? >_>) [22:12] <> [22:12] * Isis grins. "Not like that among the sleythin, isn't it?" She picks up the datapad again. "You could almost say it's hard to feel enlightened without someone to look down on." [22:14] * Vernon gets up and goes to answer it. [22:14] * Charlie sits up. [22:14] <> "I ... uh, got your clothes!" <> [22:16] <> [22:16] * Vernon smiles. "Ah, thanks." He goes to open the closet. [22:16] <> [22:16] (Whatever's nearest.) [22:17] ("Which one?" Like he's got a floor plan in his head.) [22:18] * Chako turns away from the bar and leans back against it. "I just hope there aren't too many weirdos there." [22:18] <> [22:18] (Third closet from the left.. The one by the prickly pear plant) [22:19] * Isis raises an eyebrow at the bellboy. "Can I help you with something?" [22:19] (Belated. LoM rant.) [22:19] * Vernon thanks the bellboy again and tips him, reasonably generously. [22:20] (MATT!) [22:21] <> [22:21] * Isis fingers her datapad. "If only we could harness the power of male hormones in a field battle sense. We'd have the hippies submitting in no time." [22:22] * Chako snickers, then shakes her head. "I wouldn't wanna risk it. Might end up having to kill more of them just to keep them away." [22:22] * Isis puts the pad down and waves her hands gradniosely. "Giant stripperbot subdues Hippies, cures cancer. Film at 11." [22:22] ( Well, put where "cancer" is. ) [22:22] (Cancer's still out there.) [22:23] * Charlie snirks and stands up to stretch. [22:24] * Vernon grins. "There's an idea." [22:24] (Men Are Sad Beings Attack!) [22:25] * Isis eyes Vernon. "Drawing up the schematics in your head already, I see." [22:25] (MASBA?) [22:25] Actually, several people made workable plans quite some time ago. You underestimate the suppressed hormonal power of the technical community as a whole. [22:26] (Did I just say that? Yes, yes I did.) [22:26] Lately, I underestimate nothing. I'm just glad you didn't actually build a field-usable model. [22:27] (You *think* they didn't build a field usable model.) [22:27] (Vernon, hit, orbital cow. You know the drill.) [22:27] * Chako just has a little smirk on her face, still leaning back a bit on the bar. [22:27] (Wait. Maybe Lenin's BethanySuit is the field-usable model.) [22:28] How long we got 'till this.. whatever it is? [22:28] (Ya know, you might be right.) [22:28] It would take a few week - oh, you mean the reception. [22:29] * Isis twitches faintly, but says nothing. She instead goes to inspect her gown. [22:29] Yeah, the reception. *He wanders over to a window (assuming there is one)* [22:30] (There was in the description. ^^) [22:30] (It'd be kinda hard to have a great view if there wasn't a window. ;p) [22:31] (So I spaced that part. ;) ) [22:32] <> [22:32] About 45 minutes, I think. [22:33] * Isis returns, her dress folded over her arm. "I think I'm going to go get ready a little early." [22:34] <> [22:35] ( The GM is trampled by a stampede of anthropomorphic $5's. ) [22:35] (Another victory for capitalism!) [22:36] * Chako nods, and stands from leaning. "Sure, whatever." She hrms. [22:39] ( If anyone needs me, I'll be in my room taking 20 on my "Dress own self" roll. ) [22:39] <> [22:40] (...) [22:41] * Chako shakes her head. "I should probably get dressed, and hope to god they didn't screw that dress up." She walks to the closet and such. [22:43] * Charlie continues to stare outside, "A tux is a tux at least." [22:43] ( Can I assume I can put on a dress without killing myself? ) [22:44] (Unless maybe it's a tuXeedo? Tuxtreemedo?) [22:44] ( It's a Dunno Tux. ) [22:44] (It's a - dammit Isis ) [22:44] (Yes. So can the rest of you, cause I assume Vernon has worn one at least once for some SIG-ASP function. Charlie, though, unless he's done tuxes before, is gonna need help. ^^;) [22:44] ( "Tuxedunno". ) [22:44] (.... Tuxedunno Mask. Oh god.) [22:45] ( "What magical girl are you protecting?" "...dunno." ) [22:45] ( "Are these PLASTIC roses?" ) [22:45] ("Save me, TuxeDunno Mask!" "Eh, I dunno....") [22:46] (Can I assume you all get dressed so I can get a move on with the plot?) [22:46] (Sure!) [22:46] (I wanna describe my dress!) [22:46] ('Cause I can.) [22:46] (Yup.) [22:47] <> [22:47] * Charlie .. with a little difficulty.. wears a tux! It's like a tux! "Man, Sometimes I'm glad I'm not rich." [22:47] * Vernon looks surprisingly sharp, although not exactly relaxed. [22:48] * Isis emerges in a sleek, black silk sleeveless Mandarin gown with rich gold trin, slit up the right leg and with a gold embroidered dragon crawling up the left side, black hose and black flats with gold buckles. Her hair is in two elaborate symmetrical twists, held in place by one black and one gold lacquered chopstick. [22:48] ( When I played on CotA, I took requests for people to design outfits. -_^ ) [22:48] (.... Jesus!) [22:48] (I should remember that fact.) [22:48] (SPACE Jesus!) [22:49] (Hehe.) [22:49] * Isis also has a black hand fan with gold fur trim. Why? It's required. [22:50] (Impressive.) [22:51] * Chako is wearing a backless red and black dress, blending from black at the large shoulders straps to red at the feet. The dress comes to a closed point down at the bottom of her back, and only half of it goes down to her feet. The other half exposes mostly open leg, with a thigh holster, complete with weapon, in it. She's wearing red heels, but not super-heels. [22:51] *** Atom (EDeangelus@pool-141-151-88-87.phil.east.verizon.net) has joined #atc [22:51] (And there's no way I described that right, because that's something I can't do. Ha ha.) [22:52] ( Man, even *I* left the weapons at ho... alright, I lied. The fan is actually steel in case of an emergency. ) [22:52] <> "You all look so.... different." [22:52] Human formality is a strange, strange thing, Prag. [22:53] * Isis grins at the bot and folds the fan in front of her face. "It's a bit like tribal dress." [22:53] "Well, I know some about that, but Sleythin tribal robes are, well... still robes." [22:53] <> [22:53] * Charlie attempts to loosen his collar a bit. [22:54] Sleythin are also tall, multi-armed lizards. [22:54] ( Of course they're robes. Otherwise, how will Draco show off his fancy new dress robes? ) [22:54] (Cow, Atom. Space cow.) [22:54] * Chako snickers. "Ha." She looks down at herself. "Well, at least I can live with this. Didn't turn out bad at all." [22:56] * Isis sighs. "I say we get this over with. The fewer drooling bureaucrats I have to beat with a stick, the better." [22:57] * Chako grins. "I think beating them with a stick would make it better." [22:57] * Vernon nods. "If we're expected to make speeches, someone's going to die." [22:57] <> [22:58] ( Does this make me Goemon? And Chako Jigen? And Vernon Fujiko? ) [22:58] <> [22:58] (Didn't we do that already? Or did I dream it?) [22:58] (...) [22:59] (o/~ Ru-pan! o/~) [22:59] ("Sorry to hear about you losing your body in the war, Vern. Still... you grew some NICE boobs.") [22:59] (Hehe.) [22:59] (*cackles*) [22:59] (So...who's Lupin, then?) [22:59] (If it's Lenin, somebody is going to DIE) [22:59] <> [23:01] * Isis glances over the assembly, and starts muttering, in a sing-song tune, "Pink elephants on parade..." [23:01] ( Yes, that's right, it's ATC: The Musical> ) [23:02] (...I'm seeing Excel ep 26, now. ;_;) [23:02] <> [23:02] (...you would. Horndog.) [23:02] ( See, ATC the musical would kick ass. I wonder if we can convince Tim to summon Sweet. ) [23:03] ( I can sing a song about Bunnies. Prag and Vernon can do Tara and Willow's orgasm song. ) [23:03] (...I don't want to know, do I?) [23:03] ( You're watching episode 26 of Excel Saga. Of course you do. ) [23:03] (...well, yeah) [23:04] <> [23:05] * Isis narrows her eyes. "I wish that damn thing weren't here. Couldn't that stupid AI have assimilated a Dale Carnegie book?" [23:06] ( I give up. I can't say anything witty with imaginary culture. :P I'm just presuming Isis is a history buff from now on. She WAS reading Sun Tzu's Art of War, after all. In paperback. ) [23:06] <> [23:07] ( Oh my god, we're on the first class version of the atar pit submarine ride. ) [23:07] * Chako shrugs. "Would ya really expect anythin' else from it?" [23:07] <> [23:08] <> [23:08] (Watch out. The chairs are fitted with ejector seats. And the silverware is electrified.) [23:08] * Isis shakes her head. "No. I'm just a wishful thinker." [23:09] * Chako eyes the name, and mutters, "The hell?" [23:09] * Vernon whispers, "Backwards." [23:10] * Isis nods. "Subtle, in a totally psychotic sort of way." [23:10] <> [23:10] * Chako blinks, and rolls her eyes. "I'm happier and happier I'm packing." [23:11] * Isis has a seat. "'And at the end of the ceremony, we'll be drawing straws to see who survives at every table. Enjoy!'" [23:11] * Vernon sits down. [23:11] (*nearly spits all over his keyboard* ...) [23:12] * Charlie takes a seat. "Maybe this'll be quick. One can hope.." [23:12] * Chako sits down too, and smirks. "Get real." [23:12] (Now are you sad you went to this instead of running off like Tim did?) [23:13] <> [23:13] At least we're not *too* high-profile. Yet. [23:13] (If the alternative is fucking Lenin-as-Bethany? I'll go to the stupid ball.) [23:13] (Clearly. I don't want to be around RoboLenin. It probably armed the BethanyBot with breast millies or a Minmei System or something stupid. ) [23:13] (Emergency Minmei Hologram) [23:13] ( MISSILES. Whoa, Freud is on the ice. ) [23:14] (Thank god Rowyn isn't in here.) [23:14] * Vernon browses the menu's menus. [23:14] (Sure it shouldn't be a Millie/Mikoto counter? ^_~) [23:15] (HA! HAHA. Oh, that's rich.) [23:15] * Chako picks up her pad and scans it over. "Hey, just like Sleythin, but less fishy." [23:15] (Mikoto has no attraction to Millie. Consider I associate her name subconsciously with surface-to-air ballistic tits.) [23:15] * Charlie picks something vaguely familiar sounding in all the fru-fru foods. [23:16] (Burger?) [23:16] (Well, I don't know what type of man Mikoto is.) [23:16] (Wait... Mikoto's a man? *runs*) [23:17] * Isis eyes the menu. "I hesitate to say that... at the moment, I really want a club sandwich of some form." She finds something poultry-like that won't require a road map or interpreter to eat. [23:17] (There IS a menu coming.) [23:19] <> [23:20] <> [23:21] ( Did you just run to Aaron's room and ask for his Iron Chef book? ) [23:21] (Whew, man, that took years of watching IC.) [23:21] * Vernon stares at the menu, and spaces out for a moment. He looks to be considering something bad. [23:21] (Waits for everyone to press 'C'.) [23:22] * Isis appears to have ordered the chicken. "We clearly need to hit a Red Denny's after this. I really want that club sandwich now." [23:22] * Charlie presses C!.. which was infact, the most recognizable thing to Charlie. [23:22] 2d6 [23:22] * Atom rolls for Vernon (2d6) and gets 5. [23:23] * Chako snickers. "Well, might be worth it. Wonder if we can expense it." She hits C too. [23:23] * Vernon grins to himself and hits rather more buttons on the pad than appears to be standard. [23:23] (Yes, I am doing what you think I'm doing.) [23:24] (Ordering from ReDonalds?) [23:24] * Isis eyes Vernon. "Please tell me you're not hacking the menu." [23:24] ("Table three needs more naked women!" "...what?") [23:25] <> [23:25] I could, but that would be lying. Club sandwich, right? [23:25] 2d6 [23:25] * Atom rolls for Chako (2d6) and gets 8. [23:25] 2d6-4 [23:25] * Atom rolls for Vernon (2d6-4) and gets 2. [23:26] 2d6-2 [23:26] * Atom rolls for Charlie (2d6-2) and gets 6. [23:26] * Isis raises an eyebrow. "It's not polite to do that at a function of..." There's a pause. "Hold the mayo." [23:26] Got it. [23:27] 2d6 [23:27] * Atom rolls for Isis (2d6) and gets 5. [23:28] ( Made it. Sorry, had to dig out sheet. ) [23:28] <> "Glad to see most of you could make it." [23:29] hmm, uhh.. hello. [23:29] Thank you...? [23:30] * Chako snorts. "I'm sure." [23:30] * Isis turns to eye the newcomer. "Is the conspicuous pseudonym another exampleof hiding in plain sight?" [23:31] <> [23:32] <> "Of course. I mean, the grandson of the owner has to make appearances sometimes, right? It would look very odd if nobody ever saw the Caryman males." [23:32] * Isis sips the water that must be present. "I bet." [23:32] * Vernon nods slowly. [23:33] * Chako doesn't even respond. [23:33] <> [23:34] "You did a very good job, you know. Much better than I'd expected." [23:34] Praise Jesus. [23:35] <> "That was certainly a nice touch." [23:35] ( I am managing to get impressive mileage out of that joke. ) [23:35] * Vernon grins. [23:36] <> [23:36] Expecting something? [23:37] * Isis decides to eat in the face of adversity, and has herself some sandwich. *munch* [23:37] "I'm sorry to admit, though, that I'm not just here for the atmosphere." <> "The real show begins in about half a minute." <> [23:38] * Chako mutters, "You're just full of fun surprises." [23:39] * Charlie doesn't eat.. just yet. [23:39] * Vernon shrugs, and has a quick slice of pizza. [23:40] "Part of my job, I'm afraid. Ooh, there we go." <> [23:40] * Vernon raises an eyebrow. [23:40] <> [23:41] That's different. [23:42] * Isis stops in mid-bite for a second, then keeps eating. "All that processing power, and the word 'subtle' never came up?" [23:42] * Chako looks over at the bowl, and shakes her head. "Could fuckin' take subtlty lessons from me." [23:43] (We be Sleythin. We do things big.) [23:43] <> [23:44] *** Chamelaeon sets mode: +v Taluun`tzo [23:44] * Chako eyes the suits. "Well, if I'd known it was gonna be a suit party, I'd have brought mine." [23:44] * Isis puts her sandwich down, staring. "I don't know what's worse. The sleythin cavalry, or the crowd thinking this is a floor show." [23:45] The latter, I'd have to say. [23:46] * Taluun`tzo 's suit is a dark blue all around, except for the belly area. He's looking thru a blue-tinted visor, and the splotches that all the exosuits have are dark-green on his. The underbelly of his suit is slightly lighter than the top. [23:46] ( ...Heracross. ) [23:47] ( *checks her purse for a pokeball* ) [23:47] (Eh? If I just made a reference, it was completly coincidental.) [23:47] ( There's a running gag about the sleythin being bulbasaurs, is all. ^_^ ) [23:48] ( I didn't know I had a plant growing out of my ass...) [23:48] * Isis looks for Prag, who she's hoping will run interference if necessary. [23:48] <> "Right on time." <> "Please, could you direct us to the man known as ... Mr. Caryman?" <> [23:48] ( "We're looking for a John... Galt?" ) [23:49] * Vernon looks over at Bot Boy. [23:49] <> "That's my cue." [23:49] Buncha idiots. Well, at least it's more entertaining now. *he grins* [23:51] <> "Ladies, gentlemen, both, and other, may I present to you our OTHER guests for the evening. Please give a warm Mars welcome to our new alien friends, the Sleythin!" <> [23:51] You go, "Mr. Caryman". Must be nice to get out of the office now and then. She has a spoonful of mashed potatoes. [23:51] ( Wow. Missing some "s there. ) [23:52] * Chako looks down at her food. "Yeah, more entertaining." She mutters, "So well, huh? Bet he expected all thousand to die." [23:53] <> "Please, finish your meals, and we'll have a question and answer session later." <> [23:54] <> [23:54] ( "Waiter! Bring in that swamp water we had in the back." ) [23:54] * Isis speaks with her spoon just at her lips. "Incredible. Played like a violin." [23:55] Yeah, that's his job, right? [23:55] * Taluun`tzo follows his commander's lead, who's following Mr. Caryman's. [23:56] * Isis takes a bite of sandwich and closes her eyes. "The best part is, he's one of the 'good' ones." [23:57] * Vernon shrugs, and continues with his pizza. [23:57] <> "Very easy to. These ones, they'll do what etiquette demands. The general populace..." <> "Not so easy. Now, let us get on with introductions. I am Mr. Caryman, eventual owner of this fine company. I am acquainted with your Egg, as I believe you know." [23:57] * Isis pauses, opening her eyes. "'He'. Oh, lord. I am seriously losing my grip on reality." [23:57] ( Why no Isis or Isis clones in ATC2? She's going to commit herself once this is over and take up bonsai in a white room. ) [23:58] <> [23:59] * Chako eyes the Cube. "Well, it's better than 'it'." She then scans over the suited sleythin. [00:01] <> "May your water be clear. I am General Aolt'calr. My people need no introduction save the one I am leaving here. I intend to leave as soon as possible." [00:01] * Isis raises an eyebrow. "Among the more rustic, I can already sense that greeting causing problems." [00:04] <> "If you must. Come, we must talk first." <> "We'll leave your man here now, to get acquainted with mine." <> "Introduce yourself properly, and do not cast disgrace upon our unit! Be observant! Remember what you studied!" <> [00:05] (*whew!*) [00:06] * Isis raises an eyebrow. "Oh, 'his' men now?" [00:06] * Taluun`tzo glances back at his commander, then to the group. [00:07] * Chako growls, "I think I'm going to storm Sig-Asp and give him a good fucking screaming at." She eyes Taluun. "Yo." [00:07] * Vernon bows politely. [00:07] * Charlie nods at Taluun. [00:07] 'Scream' is just a metaphor for 'shoot repeatedly with an EMP gun, right? [00:08] * Isis catches Tal's glance and looks over with a nod. [00:08] If my suit's on? EMP'll be my middle name. [00:08] (Man, that's different. Sleythin: "The Egg is our friendly advisor!" Humans: "Fuckin' Cube.") [00:08] * Taluun`tzo 's mask goes away, as he looks at you with yellow eyes. He bows as politely as he can manage (Read: not very), then speaks in a rather loud voice. "May your water be clear. My name is Taluun'tzo." He pauses for a second, then puts out his hand for a handshake. [00:09] * Vernon reaches over and shakes hands. "I'm Vernon - pleased to meet you." [00:10] * Taluun`tzo shakes the hand, putting considerably more force behind it than what could be considered 'normal'. [00:11] * Taluun`tzo nods and smiles, not showing his teeth in the slightest. He looks over the rest of the party. "Are you the leader?" [00:12] * Vernon indicates Chako. "Ah, no...that would be Chako." [00:12] * Isis nods. "My name is Isis. It's a pleasure." She doesn't shake hands, but does a little bowing as much as she can sitting upright in a sheer dress. [00:13] * Taluun`tzo looks in Chako's direction. "Chako..." Then in Isis's direction. "And Isis." [00:13] * Chako nods. "Yeah, they call me leader, or something. Well, sometimes. To my face." She smirks. [00:14] I'm Charlie *he waves* [00:14] * Taluun`tzo smiles politely. He looks over at Charlie a little strangely, then waves back. [00:14] ( I only call you Linda Tripp to your back and you know it. ) [00:15] * Isis attempts to show some diplomacy and shocks the world by smiling. "It must be exciting to be among the first group here." [00:15] ( Linda Tripp? That's low. ) [00:15] ( You're a MAN! ) [00:15] * Taluun`tzo nods. "I just say 'it about time'." [00:15] ( He is?! ) [00:16] ( Har har. ) [00:16] (I'm not a man. Hmph.) [00:17] (You guys can RP as you want, but some of you have to get to bed, IIRC.) [00:17] * Taluun`tzo glances at the body bowl. "I am just happy to be out of that accursed city." [00:17] ( Soonish for me, yes. ) [00:17] * Isis raises an eyebrow. "Your fellow sleythin seemed to think it was a paradise." [00:18] * Chako is pretty much ignoring her food. "Maybe he got bored. I sure would." [00:18] Paradise if you don't like change. [00:18] Aha...I see. [00:19] * Vernon is simultaneously listening, finishing his pizza, and looking at the datapad. [00:19] * Isis grins. "Between you and me, Talruun`tzo..." She stubmles a little on the name, "...I don't blame you one bit. But the unbreathable atmosphere may have been partially responsible." [00:20] * Taluun`tzo shrugs. "We have knowledge to go into space. Why not use it?" [00:20] Because space sucks. [00:21] * Vernon grins. "Well, there is more variety." [00:21] Space is a vaccuum, yes. But I miss your point. [00:21] ( Badum CHING. ) [00:21] <> [00:21] Ah, "sucks" is a derogatory colloquialism. [00:21] (Yeah, we were just thinkin' that over here.) [00:22] * Isis chuckles, standing up. "You're going to fit in here rather well, Mr. Sleythin." She pushes in her chair. "Please excuse me, but all that swimming has made me a little weary. I'll catch up with everyone in the morning." [00:22] * Chako looks back at the dance floor, and snerks. "Aw, okay, that's almost worth not getting to eat." She eyes Isis, and shrugs. "Alright. See ya later." [00:22] * Vernon waves to Isis. [00:22] * Taluun`tzo brings up his arm as the suit around it melts away to reveal a wrist computer. "Colloquialism?" [00:23] * Isis grins and waves Prag over. "This is pragmatic-9. He's been a big help to us. And maybe he can be a big help to you, now." [00:23] Ah...that is, a word that's not in any of the dictionaries, but is often used. [00:23] * Taluun`tzo blinks. "That does 'suck'." [00:23] ( Remember to log into the Node and download the area map, Tal. ) [00:24] * Vernon grins. [00:24] (What, you don't think I did that already? :P) [00:24] * Charlie is busy eating. Food's not bad, apparently. [00:24] Um, good evening? Isis. [00:24] * Isis chuckles and bows again. "Good evening, Taluun`tzo. Excuse my poor grasp of the sleythin tongue." [00:25] ( They're just so slippery, you can't get a good grip. ) [00:25] <> "Yes? Oh, hello!" [00:25] (... *wham!*) [00:25] * Chako moves her chair to make sure she can see the floor entertainment. [00:25] <> [00:26] ( So basically, this was the Cube's way of thinning the executive herd. ) [00:26] * Taluun`tzo looks at Prag. "A guidebot? I didn't know they were still working." [00:26] ( Only the smart survived! )' [00:26] (Yup!) [00:26] (To think we're part of the smart.) [00:26] (So to speak.) [00:26] * Chako holds in a loud laugh. "Yeah, definitely worth it." [00:26] (Yeah. Shows how well 'natural selection' works. :P) [00:26] (Okay. Many many things to be doing tomorrow. See ya.) [00:27] (Night!) [00:27] ('night!) [00:27] (Unmoo. ^_^) [00:27] <> "Yes, still serving faithfully." [00:27] (Night, Todd. Sleep well!) [00:27] *** Isis (lina@sandwich.net) Quit (Quit: "Don't mind me. I am just a giant lizard passing by. Ohohoho. Ohohoho. Ohoho.") [00:27] (*sob*) [00:27] (*sbo*, get it right!) [00:28] <> [00:28] * Taluun`tzo doesn't seem to think it's as much of an antique as that other guy. "I didn't think anything would still be working after that long." [00:30] * Taluun`tzo look around. "Are all humans so... clumsy?" [00:30] "City Central always said the Sleythin build to last. But now I'll help you out here like I helped them out there." <> [00:31] * Chako shrugs, and leans back. "No, they're just bred that way. Stupid. So, why's your commander so eager to ditch?" [00:31] Not that I can blame 'im, but really. [00:31] They're rich. They don't have to worry about things like dexterity and brains. [00:32] Officialy? Military preparations against the bugs. Personally? I don't think he likes it here. [00:33] Rich. You mean, higher class? [00:34] Yeah, they have money to pay for whatever they want. [00:34] * Chako mutters, and starts tapping her finger on the table. [00:35] Aristocrats, then. [00:35] * Vernon nods. "Exactly." [00:35] (Moogle, when you need to go?) [00:35] (Soonish, I guess.) [00:36] * Charlie finishes the last of his food. [00:36] (You can go whenever. ^^ Nothing keeping you here, if you need to sleep for the drive.) [00:36] (*nod*) [00:37] * Charlie stands up. "Well, nice to meet you Taluun, but I think I'm going to take a cue from Isis and get outta here." [00:37] This type of thing isn't really my style, ya know? [00:37] * Chako idly says, gesturing in the air. "I'm pretty tempted to ditch too. It's not like anyone wants to talk to us. Cubey already got his piece in." She nudges Charlie. "Gonna take out the wetbar?" [00:38] * Taluun`tzo bows and smiles. "Cuby?" [00:38] heh, sounds like a better idea than sitting around here. [00:39] *** Atom (EDeangelus@pool-141-151-88-87.phil.east.verizon.net) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) [00:39] I think I'm gonna go to a bar myself. Could use the atmosphere, after I ditch this dress. Anyone wanna join in? [00:39] Hmm...I will. [00:41] Awesome. You're the best geek I know, Vernon. Taluun'tzo? Ya in? [00:41] I'll come with. [00:41] * Chako winks. "Didn't think I needed to ask you, Charlie." [00:41] * Taluun`tzo nods. "Yes." [00:42] Yeah, nothin' else to do. *he smiles* [00:42] (Why is Charlie coming along? Don't you need to leave? ^_~) [00:43] * Chako stands. "Let's do it." She strides off. [00:43] (Just get him stoned at the bar.) [00:43] (Didn't know if you guys were finishing up or not) [00:43] (They're not. Likely gonna go for a while still.) [00:43] (It's sSmashed. You get stoned with drugs.) [00:44] * Vernon heads off as well. [00:44] <> [00:44] (Or by intolerant alien-hating humans. Oops! Did I say that out loud?) [00:44] * Taluun`tzo has been standing the entire time. He follows the group! [00:44] (Uh, I've got the Urban Legends specialty...) [00:44] (That's not Urban Tracking, you mook!) [00:44] (You would. <.<) [00:45] * Charlie , for the record, will be playing pool most of the time. [00:45] (cause I probably should go.) [00:45] (*nod* Night, Moogle!_ [00:45] * Chako wanders up to the room, then! And will promptly change into something much more her style. Leathers and boots and mirrors, oh my. [00:45] (See you tomorrow!) [00:45] (See ya Moogle!) [00:46] (Unmoo. ^_^) [00:46] (See ya.) [00:46] * Chako grabs a bottle of something 'spensive on the way out, also. Then we hit the town like a hammer! [00:46] *** Charlie (Moogle@AC9F924D.ipt.aol.com) Quit (Quit: ) [00:46] < <> [00:48] 2d6 [00:48] -herring.sandwich.net:@#atc- Chamelaeon invited Dicesuke into channel #atc. [00:48] *** Dicesuke (dice@12-213-43-67.client.attbi.com) has joined #atc [00:48] 2d6 [00:48] * Dicesuke throws the bones for Chako (2d6) and gets 12, a CRITICAL FAILURE!!! "Looks like your thread just got cut. Sorry." [00:49] (...) [00:49] (You suck, Dice.) [00:49] * Vernon has changed into a very comfortable outfit - casual, well fit, and jet black. It has several electronics systems built in. It's like he's a security geek for a pimping operation or something. [00:49] 2d6 [00:49] * Dicesuke throws the bones for Vernon (2d6) and gets 6. [00:49] (VERNON DIES) [00:49] (Why? ;_;) [00:49] * Chako shakes her head. "Vernon, you look like something out of a bad sci-vid." [00:50] Hey, it's not *that* bad. [00:50] Yeah, it is. What do ya think, Taluun'tzo? [00:50] <> [00:51] * Taluun`tzo has retracted the suit around his head and down to the second pair of appandeges. His skin's a darker green than most Sleythin, and his crest's also a tad smaller. There's two darker skinned splotches visible on his body right now. [00:51] * Taluun`tzo looks back at Vernon. "He looks like something out of a storybook." [00:51] * Chako grins, then pauses. "Er... is there something I can call ya besidets Taluun'tzo? It's awfully long." [00:52] * Taluun`tzo smiles. "Tal or Taluun. I don't like being called a soldier all the time." [00:53] Ah...the "tzo" is a suffix for soldiers? [00:53] * Chako nods. "Tal it is. So, where we goin, Vern?" [00:53] <> [00:53] * Taluun`tzo nods. "It's my job. That is how we are organized." [00:54] * Vernon nods. "How about The Mammoth Lemur?" [00:54] Sounds horiffic. [00:55] Mammoth lemur? Sounds like a body part. [00:56] Well, it can't be much worse than "Ray's Old South Sports Bar" or "MacLeod's Scottish Mexican Cuisine". [00:56] Can't argue with that. [00:57] * Vernon forges bravely off towards The Mammoth Lemur! [00:58] * Chako stretches and walks. [00:58] <> [00:59] * Taluun`tzo follows bravely!.. And taking up half, if not all of the sidewalk while he's at it. [00:59] < seventy-billion neon lines on the front. [01:00] * Chako hrms. "Yanno, I shoulda asked Rohaus what the hell we were doin' next in the war." She eyes the bar. "I think you picked a winner, boyo." [01:00] <> [01:00] * Taluun`tzo looks around. [01:01] Some things are the same in all places. [01:01] <> [01:02] <> [01:02] * Chako blinks, smirks, and shakes her head. "You don't know the half of it, man. I didn't realize there were any good holes in... uh, yer city." [01:02] (Don't, I repeat, *DON'T* teach that game to Taluun.) [01:03] <> [01:03] <> [01:03] (...) [01:03] (Charlie runs off to play pool?) [01:03] * Vernon looks around, impressed. [01:03] * Chako smirks this time, and wanders up to Righty. "Gimme something dark." [01:04] <> [01:05] <> [01:05] * Taluun`tzo makes his way as well as he can to the bar. This probably means he knocks over at least one chair or two, and perhaps moves a table inadvertantly. [01:06] <> [01:06] * Chako grins. "Vernon? Wanna step up? It's a kick, for sure." [01:06] (Man, you can truly tell Calc doesn't read the logs.) [01:06] * Taluun`tzo eyes the stuff Chako got. "What's good?" [01:07] (Hee.) [01:07] * Chako hands Tal her glass. "Try this. House special." [01:07] (Yeah, I should. ^_^;) [01:07] (Really. Go read log 22b right now.) [01:07] * Taluun`tzo shrugs and tries to drink some of it. Yeah, he's doomed. [01:07] * Vernon asks Righty, "Do you have Arrogant Bastard Ale?" [01:08] <> [01:08] (No, seriously, it's a real brew. Made two cities over from here in San Marcos.) [01:09] <> [01:09] * Taluun`tzo downs the rest of it in no-time flat. [01:09] Thanks! [01:09] * Vernon gets a'drinkin'. [01:10] * Taluun`tzo opens his eyes widely as he puts the glass down. "Got another? I think Chako wants one." [01:10] <> [01:10] (No, cat's water is sharper than this.) [01:10] * Chako chuckles, and shakes her head. "I've had it before, thanks. LEFTY's got a good supply." [01:11] * Chako even puts in the capital letters. [01:12] <> "You been to LEFTY'S?" [01:12] * Taluun`tzo makes a soft whisping sound thru his gills as the drink settles in his large body. "If you're not having another, I will." [01:12] <> [01:13] * Chako nods. "Yeah. Fun guy. Shouldn't have let Stan print all those coupons though." She makes a hrming noise. "How about something dark that hasn't been here since you bought the place?" [01:14] * Taluun`tzo takes a good drink, then puts it down. It lands hard on the counter, but fortunately doesn't break. "So you were talking about some person named 'cuby' earlier?" [01:15] <> "He tell you he pried that thing out the wall? Stuff's oven cleaner twenny years old." [01:15] <> [01:15] * Chako makes a blehing noise. "Now I'm glad I couldn't drink the shit." She takes a swing of the beer. [01:15] <> [01:15] * Taluun`tzo looks straight back at RIGHTY. [01:16] <> [01:16] <> [01:16] (Of course, since you've never had bear, it's probably new. :P) [01:16] (Tastes just like chikin!) [01:17] * Chako sits down and leans back on the bar, looking at Tal. "Anyway, yeah. So ya wanted to know about Cubey, eh? Cubey's a lot like your Egg. Except nobody really knows 'bout him." [01:18] * Taluun`tzo blinks. "You have an AI?" [01:18] * Chako shrugs. "Somethin' like that. And he doesn't like people talkin' bout it too loud-like." She takes another drink. [01:19] <> [01:19] * Taluun`tzo glances 'round. "So it is more covert?" [01:20] Much. [01:20] Yeah. Not that I like the guy, or nothin, but if people storm the gates, I might get swept up with him. [01:21] * Chako gives the Bartender's Code a glance, and grins. "Don't worry, I know the code. Wasn't worried 'bout ya, RIGHTY. Honest." [01:21] (I have a barrel in my soul too!) [01:21] (You do? That's great!) [01:21] (It is filled with crap.) [01:21] (@_@) [01:21] (That's... not so great.) [01:21] (It is not filled with crap!) [01:22] (If the GM says it is...) [01:22] (CRAP! CRAPPER! CRAPISM!) [01:22] (It's filled with antifreeze.) [01:22] (We needed it to survive the Alpha Strike.) [01:22] (Spoken like a true Midwesterner.) [01:23] So, the man back there you were refering to as 'cuby' was... The cube? [01:23] * Chako nods. "In the flesh, so to speak. That's why he said he knew yer egg." She takes another swig. [01:24] * Vernon nods. "An extension of it." [01:25] * Taluun`tzo drinks another bit. "So that is why you made it." [01:27] Wanna explain that one? [01:29] (Laaaa la la laaaa... o/~) [01:29] How you found your way to the City of Refuge. [01:30] Oh... well, I guess. He probably sent the orders out. He's not really a helpful SOB. [01:30] * Chako drinks some more. [01:31] Es-Oh-Be? [01:31] (Ah, the lovely swears and such you learn when you meet new cultures. ^_^) [01:31] < Uh... Son of a Bitch. Jus a common curse abbreviation. [01:33] * Taluun`tzo produces that whisping sound thru his gills again. "The things you learn. It's going to make it so much easier to insult my 'betters' without getting caught." [01:33] * Vernon grins. "Careful, though. Some catch on surprisingly quickly." [01:34] Yeah. All they gotta do is ask, after all. [01:34] If they do, then it wouldn't be any different than before. [01:35] * Chako eyes Tal. "So, yer a rabble rouser, then, Tal?" [01:36] *** Taluun`tzo (Zegon@12-213-43-67.client.attbi.com) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) [01:36] (Puaaaaaaaause. pwa) [01:37] *** Taluun`tzo (Zegon@12-213-43-67.client.attbi.com) has joined #ATC [01:37] (unpause. And wrap it up, big headache.) [01:37] (Okay.) [01:39] Rabble rouser? If you mean I don't like conformists, yes. [01:39] * Vernon grins. "You'll fit right in with our group, then." [01:40] Wells, I meant stirrin' up trouble, and stuff. Yeah, probably. We'll have to check out your combat bones, but ya can't be worse than geeky over there. [01:40] * Chako thumbs at Vernon. [01:40] I'd argue, but... [01:41] * Taluun`tzo smiles and whisps that sound you've heard so much of recently. "If it's combat you'd like to see, I'll give you a demonstration." [01:42] * Chako smirks, and waves her hands. "Not outa suit, big boy. And not while we're drinkin'." She looks at her empty glass. "Tonight, at least, there's no war." [01:42] <>