AGWW Online - Log 2004/12/21

Mage - Adventures in the Digital Web

Session 3x02: Digital Hell - Chapter 1: System Falls

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Stayka's World of Darkness Stuff | Digital Web Campaign | Online Games Overview

 A.C.Newton (Sons of Ether) - played by Stayka
 Asmodai (Virtual Adepts) - played by Asmodai
 Kaya Smith (Virtual Adepts) - played by Fuzzy
 Kevin Grey (Ex-NWO) - played by Stayka
 Marvin Black (Hollow One) - played by Sven
 Marcello Keagan (OoH bani Thig) - played by Dingo
 Nita Smith (Virtual Adepts) - played by Fuzzy
 Red Queen (Virtual Adepts) - played by FiXXXer667
 Teora (AI of the Meteor) - Asmodai

 Storytortillo - Asmodai

<Storytortillo> After the shocking deaths and a horrid revalation some of our cast has dissapeared, others are dead... the rest now sees before them a ghost... someone who is supposed to be dead... and while Grey, Acy and Marv realsie this, the others are still staring at their shocked faces...

Nita looks around to see whos here

<Storytortillo> (Stayka, if i remember correctly Ac is offline and Grey is online)

Red_Queen had just introduced herself to Mr. Keagan after nearly everyone froze with surprise.

<_Marcello_> Well how have you all been doing ?

<Marvin_Black> Just as usual...

<Red_Queen> Yeah, unfortunately so..

Red_Queen gives a look at Marv.

<_Marcello_> I see that your company isn't complete *raises eyebrow questioningly*

Marvin_Black looks around

<Red_Queen> Yes, AC had some problem connecting, is that right Kevin?

<Kevin_Grey> Well, she wanted to do some experiments

Marvin_Black sighs

<Red_Queen> ..and there's Asmo then..

<Marvin_Black> And still you are supposed to be dead... Why are you walking around?

<Red_Queen> ..hope he's doing ok.

<Kevin_Grey> She's always more interested in building stuff and exploring Deep Space, I guess

<Red_Queen> Marv, honey, he's not obliged to die, you know..

Nita nods, explorers explore

<Red_Queen> Although I'd certainly be interested to know how you survived a Whiteout Mr Keagan..

<Marvin_Black> Well he *is* oblieged to die some day... And is supposed to have died already and rot...

<Red_Queen> Unless you were just using a VR deck..

<Storytortillo> (tiem for someone to mention hhis... state :))

Red_Queen slightly jabs Marv. "Manners.."

<Marvin_Black> Without a body, Darling?

<Red_Queen> erm.. Without a body?

Red_Queen looks quized at Marv and Marcello

<Nita> (hmms Ghost in the Machine?)

<Marvin_Black> Well... He *has* a body, but lost it... Or better the uplink...

<Marvin_Black> Isn't that right, Marcello?

<_Marcello_> Well yes, my body is a bit... unreachable for me now..

<Red_Queen> wait, so, you're hollistically immersed?

<Red_Queen> ...and you survived a Whiteout?

<Marvin_Black> As far as I know he didn't...

Marvin_Black sighs

<_Marcello_> Well technically I'm not holistacally immersed..

<Marvin_Black> I heard about the dead walking the Earth... But walking the DW...

<Red_Queen> Marv, he's standing next to you..

<_Marcello_> I do have a body..

<_Marcello_> I just lost it a while back.

<Nita> so, Mavin, you figure hes a ghost?

<Marvin_Black> Darling, that's why I'm expecting a bunch of zombies scuttling in, talking about brains...

<_Marcello_> oh, I'm quite real...

<Marvin_Black> (Is it time to make a roll for is superstition or flaw "selffullfilling prophecy" to see if entropy strikes and makes some idiots walk in?)

<Red_Queen> but how can you get disconnected from your body while semi-immersed? You need a neural link with your rig, no? Unless your body is somehow broadcasting still..

Nita is sure your worm gun woyuld chase the zombies away :)

<Marvin_Black> Right now I prefer shooting Cthulhus

<Red_Queen> I've only heard people talking about spectres in ghost sectors, but that's nothing like I've ever heard..

Marvin_Black loads up his little Cthuhu on his shoulder

<_Marcello_> I used a very dangerous spell to escape from the Whiteout. It has taken me some time to get my wits together quite literally.

Nita giggles to the cthulu

Marvin_Black mumbles something about never had them together

<Red_Queen> Erm, may I take a look at your code?

<Red_Queen> If you don't mind, of course.. I've been trying to learn more about the impact of de-rezing on code structure and integrity, specially after our last endeavours..

<Marvin_Black> Where did you come from, why are you here, where have you been and why isn't your icon rotting? Oh well.. you said something about the last question...

Red_Queen shudders at the thought of having her icon blasted to shreds and reformed to "cure" that virus that circled the DW..

Red_Queen hopes she hasn't ever have to go through anything similar again.

<_Marcello_> I haven't been derezzed, I escaped the Whiteout just seconds before it hit..

<Red_Queen> Oh?

<_Marcello_> And it is something I'd rather not do again.

Kevin_Grey just watches Marcello thoughtful

<Red_Queen> Decay Prediction algorithms monitoring the sector?

<Marvin_Black> Still leaves three questions open...

<Red_Queen> Or was it some Forces monitor running on the sector's ambient power?

Marvin_Black plays around with the little Cthulhu while watching Marcello with doubtfull eyes, expecting something bad to happen any moment

<_Marcello_> Red Queen, wasn't it. I used magic, no science..

<Storytortillo> (you never met her before)

<Storytortillo> (she did introduce yourself and i forgot that, though)

<Marvin_Black> He's ignoring me... What else could I expect?

<Marvin_Black> Even dead men walking ignore me *sigh*

<Red_Queen> Magick?

<Storytortillo> It seems that a lot is same among these... people...

<Red_Queen> You're not a Dreamspeaker, are you?

<_Marcello_> Marcello Keagan, Bani Thig, miss.

Red_Queen thinks "Great, the only man I know who's survived a Whiteout did it using chalk and feathers."

<Red_Queen> Oh. A Hermetic?

Red_Queen smiles.

<Red_Queen> Well, you do look much less of a hardliner than the others I know.

Kevin_Grey is doing a scan on Marcello - Mind 4 with Prime 2 to hide the use of Mind Powers. Using 1 WP and 2 Quint)

Marvin_Black mumbles something about his way of using magick and looks at Red.

<Storytortillo> (ok...)

<Storytortillo> (roll)

Kevin_Grey rolled 5d10 dice and got: 1, 1, 4, 10, 6

<Marvin_Black> (Yay)

<Kevin_Grey> (Shoild be diff 6 with 2 Quint, thus 1 sux)

<_Marcello_> Yes, Miss..

<Red_Queen> ...you can just call me Red.

_Marcello_ thinks for a moment.... Red..

<Storytortillo> (ok, just a sec)

<Red_Queen> "Miss" gives me the creeps.

<Storytortillo> (you guys play, this is about MArcello, Kev and me, and Marcy isn't doing anything))

<_Marcello_> Kevin: You enter my mind, as there is no apparent mindshield and you stand on the surface of a large still lake (so large you can't see the ends of it) with beneath you the faces of people who have drowned..

Marvin_Black still doesn't get it yet...

Kevin_Grey looks around in bewilderment and with a sense of dread...

<_Marcello_> I have seen one of your performances and must say that I am quite impressed, Red.

<_Marcello_> (How literate are you Kevin ?? If so, you are standing in one of Dante's Hells)

Red_Queen smiles with a hint of appreciation in her eyes.

<Kevin_Grey> (Not literate enough *g*)

<Red_Queen> Thank you, I'm trying my best to make them as interesting as possible..

<Marvin_Black> Hey! *waves with his arms before Marc and makes Cthulhu jump before his eyes* Why are you here, where have you been and where did you come from?

<_Marcello_> The place in my head is lighted with a soft bluish light that makes it feel like you are inside a poolhouse.

Kevin_Grey decides to set up a *good* Mindshield of his own, not just the standard Level 1 shield he normally uses...

<_Marcello_> Marvin, Marvin, you are sure as annoying as I remember.

<_Marcello_> Still think that everything is going to hell ?

<Red_Queen> Of course, Real life shows have certain limitations, while the DW certainly offers a more interactive experience.. but I'd urge you to catch a live performance if you can.. I'm currently playing in...

<Marvin_Black> I don't think it... I know everything is going to die, or fall apart sooner or later... No word of Hell though... But it is possible *sighs*

<Kevin_Grey> (THat's why I used diff 8 for the scan - normal Mind shield always running. I will let that go and instead set up a Level 2 Mindshield, just in case)

<Storytortillo> (okay)

<Kevin_Grey> (That would be Mind 2 - diff 6 then)

<_Marcello_> Red, I would love to see you perform someday..

Kevin_Grey rolled 5d10 dice and got: 7, 8, 6, 5, 3

<_Marcello_> But currently I am a bit busy entertaining a guest.

<Marvin_Black> You still haven't answered my questions

Red_Queen nods in agreement, somewhat quized.. "a guest where?"

<_Marcello_> Marvin, since when do you need anwsers, the world is going to crap anyways, isn't it ?

<Red_Queen> Well, we've been working to change that outlook

Kevin_Grey looks around and touched the surface of the "Pond" gingerly with the tip of his index finger

<_Marcello_> Mr. Grey has been so rude as to invade my mind, so I will give him a little lesson..

<Marvin_Black> Since the answers could give more about the speed we are going to the end

<_Marcello_> The pond in my mind ripples as you break the surface.

Red_Queen raises an eyebrow and looks at Kev.

Kevin_Grey frowns and tries to imagine himself floating over the surface instead of standing on it

<Storytortillo> YOu notice that Kev is looking at you and is quite unpahsed by all of this...

<Red_Queen> I don't think Kevin would be trying to..

<Kevin_Grey> (Heh)

<_Marcello_> Oh, but he is..

<Red_Queen> Kevin?

<Marvin_Black> You remember where he came from?

<Storytortillo> AS you wave in front of the icon you notice it isn't changing it's movements...

<_Marcello_> Kevin, yes.. he came from the Technocracy..

Red_Queen asks somewhat anxiously, seeing as she's been putting faith to AC's choice.

<Red_Queen> Maybe he's just lagging..

Red_Queen curses inside her.

<_Marcello_> And old habits die really hard.

Red_Queen tries to "kill" his scan and bring Kev back to himself.

<Red_Queen> (roll?)

<Red_Queen> (Mind 4?)

<Storytortillo> (wait)

<Marvin_Black> So back to my questions...

<Storytortillo> (how do you do that ?)

<_Marcello_> Why I'm here ?

<Marvin_Black> Where have you been and where do you come from and why do you show up now... Yeah...

<Red_Queen> (sort of like how a buzzer in IMs work.. enter his mind and shout the hell loud for him to quit his snooping around)

<_Marcello_> I think that I've been in Kobe for a while, I come from Jersey New York, and I show up now because I heard you were here.

<Storytortillo> (who's mind ?)

<Storytortillo> (Kev's or Marcello's ?)

<Red_Queen> (Kev's apparently.)

<Red_Queen> (It's the basic telepathic message, only louder)

<Marvin_Black> Ok, I'll be more precise... Where have you been in the DW, what have you done there, why did you come back and why now? All related to DW

<Storytortillo> As you try to touch KEv you feel first a void and then you slam into a brick wall, extendign into infinity... and as you feel pushed out you suddenly ntice your icon's nose bleeding...

Kevin_Grey will try to break out of that "trap"

<_Marcello_> Oh.. but I have only recently returned to the Digital Web.

<_Marcello_> There's quite some trouble in being a 14 year old Japanese boy, and trying to get the toys together to enter the Digital Web...

<Marvin_Black> Without a body you walked around outside... Yeah right

<Nita> oh - I thought you didn't have a body ?

<_Marcello_> especially if your parents think you have gone crazy..

<Nita> wait -- you were a japanese boy?

<_Marcello_> Marvin, I "borrowed" a body.

<Nita> so your "spell" put you in someone elses body?

<_Marcello_> For a while, yes.

<Marvin_Black> Sure, you just uplinked to someone outside, without any connection and went into a sleepers mind...

<_Marcello_> Sorta.

_Marcello_ decides to shift Kevin's location

Red_Queen freezes for a moment, and curses in her head as she reaches back in her own mind fast.

<_Marcello_> You are now standing in a narrow passage, pulsing with arteries and life with arms and hands all over the walls and grounds and stuff. The arms and hands are grabbing at you.

<Storytortillo> (just a sec)

<Kevin_Grey> OK. I'm using brute force to get out - Mind 4/Prime 3, 1 WP)

Kevin_Grey rolled 5d10 dice and got: 3, 1, 6, 5, 10

<Kevin_Grey> (1 sux)

Red_Queen suddenly notices in a mix of sheer surprise and horror that her nose has started to bleed.

Red_Queen whispers "...the fuck?"

Marvin_Black looks at Red

<Storytortillo> BLAM

<Storytortillo> Marcello

<Storytortillo> You feel woozy for a moment...

Red_Queen promptly saves the damaged icon for archiving and starts recoding her nose before the others take notice.

<Storytortillo> but Kev is no longer there... and you feel like he has tunneled directly out of your head and back to his link...

Marvin_Black blinks and puts a wing around Red, trying to seem protective

_Marcello_ grabs his head as a physical response and quickly regains his composure.

_Marcello_ gives Kevin a smile.

Red_Queen notices Marcello and wonders if she did that.

Kevin_Grey smiles back, albeat a bit strained

<_Marcello_> Do you scare that easilly ?

Red_Queen turns to Kev and sees he's back on.

Marvin_Black sighs as Red seems to ignore his wing. He pinches himself to check if he's really there

Red_Queen messages Kev "YOU FRIGGIN IDIOT, you were sooo made, it hurt.. What in the bloody hell were you doing back there? And what's with the fucking brick wall in your mind?"

<Kevin_Grey> Well, I prefer not to be in a precarious position...

<Kevin_Grey> (Sorry, don't find the proper adective -_-)

Red_Queen slightly glares at Kev, while stroking Marv's wing and whispering "I'm okay, love.."

<Storytortillo> (good enough for a MiB :)9

<Kevin_Grey> (adjective - a position where one might run into the danger to be trapped)

Kevin_Grey looks apologetically at Red Queen

<Kevin_Grey> Sorrry, some people have called me thick-headed before

<_Marcello_> Well some kind of appology would be in order. Outside the Technocracy we don't invade other people's minds just like that.

Marvin_Black mumbles "Ok, we have a dead man walking here, someone swarming others minds, I'm treated like I'm not here... This one I could expect... and noone cares... The end is near..."

Kevin_Grey tries to open up an encoded message channel to Red Queen, this time properly following protocol and asking to be allowed to connect

<_Marcello_> Marvin, I have only recently be able to return to the Digital Web.

<Kevin_Grey> Well, Marcello, your story sure doesn't make sense. You should be dead according to Asmodai, and this "taking over of some Japanese Boy" doesn't really sound trustworthy either

Red_Queen slightly pinches Marv's wing to remind him she's there with him, when nearly half a dozen of security certificates pop up in her view, indicating that someone is trying to send a coded message.

<_Marcello_> Why, is it scientifically impossible ?

Red_Queen accepts the incoming datastream, trying not to lose focus of the "real" conversation.

<_Marcello_> Just call your people and have them check.

<Marvin_Black> Without having an uplink and not knowing who you connect to...

<Kevin_Grey> (to RQ: I'm sorry this happened to you, but I'm really suspicious about Marcello. He has not been really kosher back when I first met him, and his miraculous "recovery" just make is look more suspicious...

<Kevin_Grey> Well, I'm afraid, I don't really want to call "my" people right now, as that might not be too beneficial for me either

<Kevin_Grey> (to Marcello, that)

<_Marcello_> Well.. then you'd just have to take my word for it.

<Marvin_Black> We *have* to?

<Kevin_Grey> Well, I'm so utterly sorry that this does not really satisfy me. So you have to excuse me being suspicious anyway.

<Red_Queen> (Kev:so, you put up the wall... nifty. I owe you a punch in flesh-land, and AC owes you more than that for that stunt.. I know it's probably hard for you to accept that he escaped a Digital Web whiteout using magickal mumbo jumbo, but instead of prying his head open, you could perhaps ask and learn..)

<_Marcello_> Just that you have a hard time grasping your little mind around the concept of magic, doesn't mean it isn't there.

<_Marcello_> (to Kevin)

<Marvin_Black> Something smells strange here... Yeah... And I don't mean the rotting zombies

<Red_Queen> Marcello, if I may ask, what was your relation to said Japanese boy?

<_Marcello_> An unfortunate victim.

<Nita> perhaps we should see if this boy is unharmed by this incident (or if it is an accurate explaination)

<Red_Queen> I mean, you didn't just ride on a total stranger, did you?

<Kevin_Grey> (RQ: Well, to my utmost disappointment I could neither verify nor falsify his statements, as he seems to have some Mind Shield that seems to be beyond my abilities. And frankly, that makes me the more suspicious of him.)

__Kay__ stands behind her mother

Kevin_Grey studies Marcello very thoughtfully.

<Kevin_Grey> Well, we will see...

<Red_Queen> (*sniff*)

Marcello_Keagan looks a bit ashamed.

<Marcello_Keagan> That's why I don't like talking about it.

<Red_Queen> Keagan, what happened to the kid's mind?

<Marvin_Black> (Same here)

<Red_Queen> Don't tell me you replaced it for a second ride..

<Kevin_Grey> (RQ: Nope)

<Marcello_Keagan> Red, the kid is alright, at most he'll have some headaches for a while..

Red_Queen 's hold on Marv's hand loosens up a little, allowing the DW equivalent of blood flow..

<Red_Queen> Ok..

Red_Queen sighs in relief.

<Red_Queen> Gods, for a moment I thought you'd overwritten the poor lad.

<Marvin_Black> Besides the one or other scramble in his mind, eh=

<Kevin_Grey> (RQ: What did you reply to Kev then?)

<Marcello_Keagan> Of course not... I'm not a monster, no matter what Mr. Gloomy and Mr. Mirrorshades try to tell.

Kevin_Grey raises an eyebrow

<Kevin_Grey> I didn't claim you are a monster. I just stated that your return *is* somewhat suspicious.

<Marvin_Black> I just think those who are dead, or supposed to be dead should stay just that: Dead

<Nita> L just said hello

Nick change: Red_Queen1 -> Red_Queen

<Red_Queen> (sw.de.quakenet.org seems to work fast enough for my liking.)

<Red_Queen> Marvin...

<Storytortillo> (i0m here and i see you all)

<Storytortillo> (The ST casts his evil eye on the players and prods them on)

<Red_Queen> I think the man deserves some slack.. he did survive pretty much the worshe shitstorm that can hit you in the DW..

<Marvin_Black> Yeah?

<Marvin_Black> Yeah... Lucky him... Doesn't it seem strange to you he did survive?

<Nita> I'd said perhaps we should look up this boy to see if he's ok for the incident

Red_Queen messages Marvin "pleease, please, is it so hard for you to accept that not everyone has to die at the first given opportunity?"

<Marcello_Keagan> (okay, everybody is back, shall we continue now

<Red_Queen> We've seen stranger stuff Marvin..

Marvin_Black messeges back "I myself was draged close to Death's fangs by those lunatics more than once, but one time your luck runs out and his is more than due to, after that shit"

<Nita> (nods)

<Red_Queen> Specially you should understand and accept the chance that a mystic's effect could work even in the Web, what with your methods and all..

__Kay__ stands behind her mother

<Marcello_Keagan> Yes, I took over an innocent boy....

Marcello_Keagan looks ashamed

<Marcello_Keagan> That's why I had a hard time talking about it.

<Marvin_Black> yeah, no tracking, no timing, no watchful eye when the sector will go "boom!" and he got the right moment, jumped to a complete stranger, without any link to the DW stayed there for a holiday, came back... Am I the only one smelling rotten flesh?

<Red_Queen> Anyway, if the boy hasn't been harmed, I don't think there's much to beat yourself about, Marcello..

<Red_Queen> .. sorry, I can call you Marcello, right?

<Storytortillo> (Red you realyl are quite heretic for a VA... mysticism in the Web.. really... ;))

<Red_Queen> (Hey, I am in love with a Hollower, and I'm not an escapist geek.. I know I'm heretic.)

<Marcello_Keagan> But I'm sure that the boy is alright, at most he'll have headaches for a while.

<Storytortillo> (hey you may just ahve hots for depressive, long black haired guys in black... i knwo it works vice versa ;))

<Storytortillo> (oh and just because i comment doesn't mean the game stops...)

<Red_Queen> Good to know.

<Red_Queen> Anyway.. you said you've been entertaining a guest or something?

Marvin_Black messeges Red "Stay cautios. This is way too much luck for one person and one guy..."

Red_Queen messages Marv "I seriously hope you're not in any way jealous..."

<Marcello_Keagan> You would consider me going away to take a leak suspicious, that is your job isn't it ??

Red_Queen chuckles.

Marvin_Black messeges back "No, I'm just knowing fate does let you escape only so and so often..."

<Marcello_Keagan> And who decides who lives or dies ?

<Marvin_Black> Fate or Death... Your pick

Red_Queen rolls her eyes.

<Red_Queen> Marv..

Red_Queen just sighs in resignation.

<Red_Queen> He hasn't changed much since you met him, I guess..

<Red_Queen> (to Marcello)

Marvin_Black messeges Red again "You know I have my part of knowledge of fate"

Kevin_Grey ponders that he is currently not able to make sure Marcello's claims are valid.

Marcello_Keagan smiles weakly.

<Storytortillo> (so arer you going to continue staring at each other excahning Pm's from this point on, or ?)

Kevin_Grey also know that it is way too dangerous to try a scan again as long as Marcello might suspect him to

Red_Queen glances at Marv, and closes the connection after sending "Yes, but it doesn't mean everyone has been or has to be so unlucky, Marvin Black."

Red_Queen slightly examines Marcello

<Red_Queen> So..

Marvin_Black rolls his eyes and gives Red a look telling "That's not what I meant"

<Red_Queen> You said you'd come here after you found us..

<Marvin_Black> (Geez, Red should know Marv's good at Entropy after all. *g*)

<Marcello_Keagan> Ah that.. well it seems that my guest has departed already. *looks at Kevin*

<Storytortillo> As you are still talking there 4 corpses with jutting bones and a sickly green tint walk in to the demise and the walk right pass you... while they comment about brains with a slightly british accent and the lack of any good ones recently...

<Marcello_Keagan> Well I much rather prefer to think about life.

Marvin_Black blinks and watches those Zombies

<Marvin_Black> Ummm....

Kevin_Grey raises an eyebrow

Red_Queen looks at zombies, then gives a half-surprised half-accusing look at Marv.

<Marvin_Black> It wasn't me...

Marvin_Black sounds perplex

<Kevin_Grey> The audience in the Demise used to have a better taste not too long ago

<Red_Queen> Indeed.

<Marvin_Black> Now I know the end is near...

<Nita> thats courious

<Marcello_Keagan> That is correct, Red, and if I'd known that I'd meet someone so pretty here, I would have hurried a bit more.

Marvin_Black stares daggers at Marcello, but then keeps an eye on those zombies

Marcello_Keagan looks at the Zombies than grins...

<Marcello_Keagan> The newcomers this year are less original each time..

Red_Queen smiles

<Marvin_Black> Haloween is over, isn't it?

<Storytortillo> As you look at the zombies, you hear creakign from the door into the main room of the demise... there 4 people enter and then come to the bar...

<Kevin_Grey> (More Zombies?)

<Storytortillo> The first one is dressed all in black, with huge flowing robes and his skeletal fingers are holding a scythe on his shoulder... next to him a sickly, obese, deformed man with oozing pustules is walking...

<Storytortillo> Behind them a huge guy in a big medieval armor, with a sword and a skull like helmet with horns walks in, with a sickly thin woman with all of her skin hanging off her bones hanging of his right arm...

<Red_Queen> ...the horsemen?

<Nita> (4 horseman?)

Red_Queen grabs Marvin..

<Marvin_Black> I think it's time to leave now...

<Marvin_Black> Hey... It wasn't me!

<Marvin_Black> Let's move it...

<Marcello_Keagan> What... afraid, Mr. Black ?

__Kay__ follows MB and RQ

<Marcello_Keagan> Isn't death inevitable..

<Marvin_Black> I'm not feeling comfortable with a bunch of zombies and the riders of the apocalypse around...

<Marcello_Keagan> So why bother to run then ?

<Storytortillo> The group walks past you and then sits at the bar and orders drinks...

<Marvin_Black> Still I'm not too fond of meeting my ancestors and family yet...

<Kevin_Grey> Hm. Maybe we should book a separee and programm something more appealing

<Red_Queen> Erm, ok, I'd seriously like to know why Maxine left those jokers inside..

<Red_Queen> and Kev's probably right..

Red_Queen turns to Marcello.

Nita follows the group

<Red_Queen> You're joining us, right?

<Marcello_Keagan> People, since when are you acting like newbies

<Marcello_Keagan> The first day I came into the Demise the rules were explained.

<Kevin_Grey> Acting like newbies?

<Marcello_Keagan> Just because one of you is affraid of his own shadow, you all run like scared little kids ?

<Marcello_Keagan> We are safe here. No fighting inside the Demise.

<Kevin_Grey> Why do you think we are supposed to be afraid?

<Marcello_Keagan> Hell, I could have Kevin kicked out for life, if I had any intention to do so for the stunt he pulled on me.

<Kevin_Grey> It is more about a more appealing surrounding

<Marvin_Black> Yeah...

<Red_Queen> Of course, Mr Keagan, its not fear of a fight, but simply what Kevin said.. I'd rather have more pleasant drinking buddies than that bunch.

<Marvin_Black> Yeah, please. Before Fenrir and Odin walk in, talking through the fight they're going to have...

<Marcello_Keagan> Well I find my drinking company most pleasant at the moment *looks at Red while saying this*

Marvin_Black glares at Marc

<Marcello_Keagan> Ah well, I also do enjoy the more rustic ambience of the Zeppelin deck.

<Marcello_Keagan> Perhaps we shall retire there ?

Red_Queen slightly bites her lip and tries not to smile.

Marcello_Keagan changes the way his avatar is dressed to that of a fine victorian age gentleman with a nice cane.

Marcello_Keagan offers his arm to Red.

<Marcello_Keagan> Shall we go, m'lady ?

Marvin_Black lays a wing around Reds shoulders

<Marvin_Black> Yes, we go...

<Kevin_Grey> Well, the Zeppelin Deck is always a nice choice

<Kevin_Grey> (thinks) even if it comes from Marcello

<Storytortillo> As you go behind you are faced with all the numerous dorrs leading to the many sections of the Demise... some are coverd with black and yellow stripes and marked closed and danger, while others have occupied on them... the common rooms of the other decks are still withoutany notices...

Kevin_Grey recalls the icon he wore quite a while ago when he was there with Acy and a somewhat different group

Kevin_Grey frowns slightly and commits the markings of the dorrs to his memory, so that he can later see whether things change

Marcello_Keagan frowns

<Marcello_Keagan> This is a pitty..

Red_Queen looks at Marv, and smiles faintly, then changes her clothing to a Post-WWII era long red dress, putting one arm around Marv's waist and nodding to Marcello.

<Marvin_Black> What's hoing on here? Everything is closed?

<Marcello_Keagan> it seems that the Zeppelin deck is closed and dangerous.

<Red_Queen> Lead the way good Sir.

<Kevin_Grey> The Zeppelin Deck closed?

<Red_Queen> Eh?

Marcello_Keagan ponders

<Kevin_Grey> That is pretty unheard of

<Marcello_Keagan> What has happened in my absence.

Marvin_Black thinks his Dark Angel outfit is always fitting, since dark angels could appear any time anywhere

<Nita> thats strange

<Storytortillo> As you turn that way you notice it is... it is closed for refurbishing... you didn't notice that before, but you weren't there either in a while...

<Red_Queen> Yes, it's been up and running for ever..

Marcello_Keagan sighs

<Marcello_Keagan> Ah, there is always Baskerville.

<Kevin_Grey> Well, I wonder what upgrade they deem necessary

<Kevin_Grey> I thought it was fine the last time I was there

<Marcello_Keagan> A very nice place I discoverd, a while ago... and our clothing would fit the scene.

<Kevin_Grey> Baskerville?

<Marcello_Keagan> Yes.

<Marcello_Keagan> You remember..

<Nita> as in the the Hound of ...

<Nita> ?

<Marcello_Keagan> As in, Miss.

Marcello_Keagan smiles at her.

<Marvin_Black> Great... Talking about Fenrir...

Nita adjusts her icon to period semblence

<Storytortillo> As you pass the door, suddenly all of you are sitting in late victorian outfits in a carriage... night is upon you and a full moon shines the night... howling i nthe distance can be heard...

<Marcello_Keagan> A lovely night.

Marvin_Black gets closer to Red, feeling uneasy

<Storytortillo> ... you come into a huge estate with a long entryway bracketed yb finely shaped shrubberies, and come upon a huge mansion, with most of the windows lightless and lifeless...

<Kevin_Grey> HM. All I wanted was to imbibe some drinks in the Demise...

<Kevin_Grey> I hope we'll get the opportunity still

<Storytortillo> You are lead by a butler carrying a candlestick into a large study, lavishly furnished and possilby the only room in the huge mansion with any warmth...

Red_Queen holds Marv's hand, and brushes his feathers and back with the other one.

<Storytortillo> It's large window looks at the approach to the mansion where you see the carriage running of into the night through the gatewys while another howl comes through the night...

Marvin_Black smiles weakly at Red

Marcello_Keagan looks at Marvin.

<Marcello_Keagan> Afraid, Mr. Black ?

<Storytortillo> the study itself is actualyl ridciouslously proportioned when you enter... as if it should have housed more but as you enter it becomes smaller and exactly comfortable for the croup, yet large enough to feel imposing with the tall linbrary shelves bracketing the window...

<Marvin_Black> Not feeling so well around here...

<Marcello_Keagan> You know.. the Hound is actually just a large wolfshond that the villagers used to scare the Lord away...

<Marcello_Keagan> So there's hardly anything to be afraid of here.

<Storytortillo> ... suddenly you realise soemthing...

<Storytortillo> Kevin is not here...

__Kay__ looks curiously at the book shelves to see whats here

<Marvin_Black> With all that stuff that happened in the DW I'm not so sure about that right now

<Marvin_Black> What the... Where's Kev?

<Storytortillo> ...a large leather chair turns from the huge oak desk lighted by a lantern and you see Kevin dressed quite extrvagantly in expensive clothes with grey hair and a small red coat...

<Red_Queen> Kevin?

<Marcello_Keagan> Mylord

Marcello_Keagan makes a small bow towards Kevin.

<Marcello_Keagan> We thank you for your hospitallity.

Marcello_Keagan finds himself a comfy chair and takes a bag of tobacco from his pouch and starts stuffing his pipe.

Marvin_Black leads Red to a couch, offers her a seat and sits right next to her

Red_Queen sits next to Marvin, checking the quality of the leather with a look of appraisal.

<Red_Queen> Quite an impressive mansion..

__Kay__ continues to look at the book titles

<Kevin_Grey> I'm sorry, I'm a bit baffled here. There must be some glitch in the programming, as I neither can remember to having sit down here nor that I allowed my icon programming to be overridden...

<Marcello_Keagan> I discovered this place when I was just new to the Digital Web..

Nita looks to see whats available for a drink?

Kevin_Grey looks at the parts of his body that he can see and it doesn't match his programming at all

<Marcello_Keagan> It once was a roleplaying zone..

<Storytortillo> What you do notice that there is an empty chair... in it a deerstalker hat and Inverness cape are lying...

Nita looks at kay's icon

Marvin_Black checks if he is still wearing his dark angel icon

<Storytortillo> Nope

Nita finds some wine and asks if anyone whould like some?

<Storytortillo> Kay is a little girl dressed in a perfect little dress, while Marv is dressed in an immaculate grey suit and his black hair is cur short... he actualyl seems to be graying and he notices that he has a moustache and a doctor's bag at his feet...

<Marvin_Black> What the... ?!

<Nita> a doctor it seems

Marvin_Black looks at Red

<Storytortillo> Red is dressed in a wonderfull red dress with a lot of lace, made of fine materials and looks positevely brilliant (and actualyl quite good to your goth aestetics ;))

Marcello_Keagan lights his pipe and begins to smoke.

Red_Queen smiles.. "...you don't look bad with that" and runs a finger on Marv's moustache.

Nita looks at herself also

<Marcello_Keagan> Now why did women start to dress like men, you three ladies look absolutely marvelous.

<Storytortillo> You are dressed in a fine black dres, with white cuffs and you notice you have a pocket filled with keys...

<Nita> hmms -- wonder what these are for?

<Marvin_Black> Well you look great, darling... I just have to get used to this and someone changing my icon

<Storytortillo> Marcello for a moment you hear laughter back in your head... it's a sick laugh... somehow wrong... yet it seems pleased...

Marcello_Keagan chuckles

_Luther_ knocks and then enters the room

<_Luther_> Good evening, ladies, gentlemen...

_Luther_ half bows

Kevin_Grey ist pretty much annoyed that Marcello seems to have gotten back at him so fast for the unsuccessful scan by taking over the control over his icon thesign...

<Red_Queen> Hello Sir.. and you are?

Marvin_Black leans against Red and looks at Luther

<Kevin_Grey> Good evening. And who might you be?

_Luther_ is dressed in a perfect custom tailored balck suit with a white shirt, he has a black ribbon tie and is carrying a walkign stick with a silver head. He has a bowler hat and a immaculate goatee...

<_Luther_> I am Luther...

<_Luther_> and i wish you a good evening...

<Kevin_Grey> Luther?

<Marcello_Keagan> A good evening to you too, Sir *nod in his direction*

<_Luther_> i noticed you came to this... quite underused room and would humbly ask to join you...

Kevin_Grey thinks he remembers there was some Luther guy who had been after Hannibal

Red_Queen looks at the others.

<_Luther_> after all i take great pleasure in arhaic setting like these...

Kevin_Grey shrugs

<Kevin_Grey> (thinks) It is possible just a name coincidence

<Kevin_Grey> Well, I have no objections for now

<Red_Queen> We'd be pleased to have you join us, Mr. Luther.

<Marvin_Black> Just come in and have a seat. Greetings

Red_Queen is happy Marv isn't as aggressive to Luther as he was to Marcello...

<_Luther_> Ah thank you milord... in this setting i am Lord Arkwright, the lord of the next county... and i am one of those involved in this mystery... yet i see noone is running the play...

_Luther_ sits down and sits on the hat, not bothering to move it

<_Luther_> I'm not sure if i know any of you...

<Red_Queen> Erm.. play? So, this is a role-playing realm?

<_Luther_> i've heard of the Red Queen... and her companion, Mr. Black... but the others... are unfamilar to me...

<Kevin_Grey> Well, I'm afraid, I don't know what exactly I'm supposed to play here... But maybe one of the others do

<Marvin_Black> you heard of me?

Marvin_Black seems puzzled

<_Luther_> i believe you would be the Lord, mr Grey...

Red_Queen is quite puzzled for the same reason.. "How could he know Marv?"

<_Luther_> and yes... i did heard of you... not many technocratic converts stay so much to the side after their... unlcuky problems...

<Kevin_Grey> Indeed, and I'm most puzzled that you recognize me even through this forced-upon-me icon

<_Luther_> ah... don't flatter me... i just took the precaution of looking up the userlist before joining this fine room...

<_Luther_> ... and as for you mr. Marcello... i quite believe we have much more in common then our interests in Doyle's work...

Marcello_Keagan raises an eyebrow..

<Marcello_Keagan> interesting

<_Luther_> I'm fascinated by your recent work with bodyjumping and the fact that you lived through the ordeal of a whiteout...

<_Luther_> ...i've also heard things about London... and a place where a home was once...

Kevin_Grey looks at Luther with doubled interest

<_Luther_> But those are sureley not things for a pleasent evenign like this... with the hound howling at the moon...

<Marcello_Keagan> Perhaps we should for our amusement start the play ...

<Storytortillo> AS he mentions the howls a long deep howl is heard in the background...

Red_Queen feels awkward too, considering that man is spitting out stuff they just found out as if it was posted on every forum..

<Kevin_Grey> So what do you expect us to play then?

Nita wonders who she is supposed to be

<Marcello_Keagan> I do however have to warn you, that cheating is not allowed in this zone. You will get a warning before you cheat.

<Red_Queen> Cheating as in?

<Marcello_Keagan> Doings things your character can't..

<Marcello_Keagan> Tricks..

<Marcello_Keagan> Magic

<_Luther_> ah i would not presume to impose upon your fun... but if you would accept me as well i'd gladly join in...

<Marcello_Keagan> Reprogramming..

<Kevin_Grey> Well, and what is my character supposed to be able to do?

<Marcello_Keagan> whatever you call it.

<_Luther_> magic... reprogamming... such harsh words...

Red_Queen frowns.

<Nita> (and i thought that Marcy was the Magus)

Marvin_Black furrows his eyebrows

<Marcello_Keagan> How about.. bending the laws of this reality.

<_Luther_> But what would be a game without unsportsmanlike behavior?

<Marvin_Black> Hey, I'm no doctor

<_Luther_> Why no, mr Black, you are no doctor... you are The Doctor!

<Kevin_Grey> Doctor Who?

Kevin_Grey grins

<Nita> right

<Marcello_Keagan> The Doctor

<Nita> time lord and all

Marvin_Black blinks

<_Luther_> clearly you are the intrepid assistant of the great man for whom we know this story...

<Marcello_Keagan> Mr. Watson.

<Storytortillo> (sorry bumphoney and i dropped laughing here ;))

<_Luther_> ... no.... Doctor... Watson

Red_Queen blinks for a moment, then starts laughing.

_Luther_ smiles deviosuly at Marv and as Red laughs he politely bows to her from his seat...

<__Kay__> hmms so its a Holmes story

<_Luther_> I'm afriad we won't have a Holmes here tonight...

<Kevin_Grey> Hm. I'm afraid, I never read one. I just saw parts of one or the other on TV

_Luther_ shuffles a bit in his seat

Marcello_Keagan frowns

<Marvin_Black> Dr. Watson?

<_Luther_> (TV)

<Marvin_Black> Come on... I'm the second hand to someone who's not even here...

<Marvin_Black> what has the guy ever done?

<Marvin_Black> but listening to stupid stories from his boss?

<Marcello_Keagan> You would expect that a Mirrorshade has had some more education.. aren't logic and deductive reasoning considered to be very important to you and yours ?

<_Luther_> He met his lovely wife thanks to his "boss"... the one sharing your couch, hasn't he?

<Kevin_Grey> Well, but reading fiction wasn't exactly in my training

<Kevin_Grey> And at school we had mainly Shakespeare

Nita has no idea what her role is supoposed to be

<Marvin_Black> darling, what about playing our part of being wife and husband? *winks*

Red_Queen blushes in a tone matching the lace dress and smiles playfully..

<Red_Queen> I'd think that my role involves more than that, however..

<__Kay__> mommy, what am I supposed to do?

<Marvin_Black> but this way I at least have some fun in playing something I don't like to play

<_Luther_> Well seeing your uniform, miss, i'd say you are the lady of the house... with lord Baskerville being a widower you are paid to keep the hosue running.. you manage the staff and take care of the premise... and your lovely daughter must be of great help to you...

_Luther_ looks kindly at Kay...

Nita takes her keyring out of her pocket and looks at them

<Nita> wonder what these are to

<Storytortillo> There are many keyes there... smost of them are of differing shapes and makes...

<Marcello_Keagan> A sign of your position, Madam.

__Kay__ blushes slightly

<Marcello_Keagan> In theory they should be able to unlock everything in this manor, but the practice is not often so.

<_Luther_> Why yes... of course... there are surley dark rooms which the lord keeps closed...

_Luther_ smirks

<Marvin_Black> I'm still not convinced I#d like to play...

Marvin_Black thinks of the failures of safety measures lately

<Marcello_Keagan> And I myself am Dr. James Mortimer, the household physician, and a good friend of Doctor Watson.

<Red_Queen> Well, as long as it's not dangerous..

<_Luther_> But yet, would you be such a spolisport if people would join in this friendly alteration...

<Marvin_Black> That's the pont, darling... That's the point...

<Kevin_Grey> Well, I don't have any idea what I'm suppused to play, so what...

<Nita> we came to demise to have a drink

<Kevin_Grey> Exactly. That was my intent, too

<Nita> I'm not sure I want to commit to a RP game where I don;t knoe the rules and whats expected of me

<_Luther_> that is the thrill, madam!

<_Luther_> We are set in a adventure where we have to find our own way out... with the technology and the midsets of this era...

<Marvin_Black> I had enough thrills the last months... For my whole life... I'd just love to spent some time with my beloved...

<Nita> I think we should just go to some segment thatrs "normal"

<_Luther_> and what's best... this whole story changes...

<_Luther_> so not even thsoe who read it know how it ends...

<Kevin_Grey> Hm. I'm afraid, that's not exactly what I deem enticing

<_Luther_> a wonder of programmming...

<Nita> thats all the more reason *Not* to play

<Red_Queen> Well, knowing the end before playing isn't fun..

<Marvin_Black> Yeah... selfchanging stuff... We had more than enough of that

<Marcello_Keagan> It is just a game. Some harmless amusement.

<Nita> i think not

<Marvin_Black> Harmless... Sure... Just like some other stuff meant to be harmless didn't stay that way

<Marcello_Keagan> I have run this scenario myself at least a dozen times..

<Marcello_Keagan> And I'm still alive..

<Red_Queen> Actually, that was a sector that was twisted by a madman, not an adaptive sector environment algorithm..

<Kevin_Grey> Well, it may be amusement to you, but I'm not so keen on roleplaying.

<Red_Queen> and this looks like.. well, fun?

<Nita> (yeah - an immortal ;))

<Marcello_Keagan> The worst thing that has happened here was that I stepped in a ditch and sprained my ankle.

<_Luther_> Horrid...

<Red_Queen> Well, I believe we could play..

<_Luther_> yet this could be such a joyous evening...

<_Luther_> we would find out the mystery..

<_Luther_> and who knows... maybe one of us could be the murderer!

<Red_Queen> I mean, what have we got to lose?

<Marcello_Keagan> Why, Mr. Grey, why don't you see it as a chance to see how the greatest of minds in history solved his problems, or could have solved a problem. Or perhaps you could outdo him...

<Nita> we've really had enough wierdness

<_Luther_> and who knows who... could be the victim?

<Marcello_Keagan> Even we the Bani Thig run simulations..

<Red_Queen> ..and besides, I love this dress.

<Marcello_Keagan> Don't see it as a roleplaying game, see it as a simulation to test your skills.

<Marvin_Black> Our lives?

<Kevin_Grey> Actually I'm not that competitive, and I don't need to prove myself to you either

Red_Queen smiles joyfully at Marv and takes a swirl.

<Red_Queen> Well, I don't think the "victims", if there are any, are going to actually die Marv..

<Nita> given our experiences -- I'm not so sure

<Red_Queen> soft De-Rez or just a freelok mode for them Marcello?

<Marvin_Black> With virii spreading around, Madman running rampant and the other stuff I've seen I wish I could be so sure as you are, darling. I don't want anything to happen to you, my dear.

<Marcello_Keagan> Well then perhaps you should just leave, perhaps the Hound will get you on your way out, and we have our mystery.

<_Luther_> But sureley no such things would happen in the demise!

<_Luther_> why the lady of the establishemnt would never allow for such shenneningans!

Red_Queen nods

<Red_Queen> Maxine is quite serious with her business Marv.. <Red_Queen> Come on.. it's just a game..

<Marcello_Keagan> Well, I'm in for a game..

Red_Queen seems to have totally forgotten about Asmo and Daedalus...

<_Luther_> if you would have me i would be overjoyed...

<Kevin_Grey> Well, I guess I'm out then

<Red_Queen> I'm okay with that, Mr. Luther..

<Kevin_Grey> (Sorry, I need to get up early and I'm not feeling too well)

<Kevin_Grey> (I think this is a great way for me to leave so that you can play on)

<Nita> (since i have to leave to make dinner .... Nita will bow out also)

<Marvin_Black> (Perhaps we should cut then?)

<Marcello_Keagan> (Don't call out of character things in character, please...)

<_Luther_> (just a bit more)

<Red_Queen> (I'll agree with Marcello I think.. if you're tired, we can just cut soonish and rest..)

<Red_Queen> (but just a lil' more ^_^)

<Storytortillo> Okay... Quick pick, Stayka is not for this, so she will get out, Red and Luther and MArc are for it...

<Storytortillo> Marv?

<Kevin_Grey> (Well, Kev isn't so fond on this game as he feels it is to Marcellos rules alone.)

<Storytortillo> Kay/Nita*

<Nita> we're out too

<Marvin_Black> (Marv isn't for it, but if Red stays he will stay to watch after her)

Marcello_Keagan (makes chicken sounds towards Kevin)

<Storytortillo> (AARRGH... so i just ignore the two of you in the next session, then?)

<Kevin_Grey> (Kev is Bon Vivant in Nature, hey)

<Storytortillo> (that would make him interested in trying this out if jsut to sho Marcello he is better then him)

<Kevin_Grey> (Nope. That would be loving to have *fun*)

<Storytortillo> (okay, okay... Nita, Kay and Kev are out... let's wrap up for tonight but everyone stays after this for a short deal arangement...

<Storytortillo> As Nita, Kev, and Key walk out wishing the others good night walk out and down into the courtyard the rest looks at them... MArv wishes he went as well but someoen needed to watch Red...

<_Luther_> ...a shame... <_Luther_> yet maybe it will be interesting...

_Luther_ smiles

<Storytortillo> and while the characters sit there... suddenly a scream rings out from the courtyard...

<Storytortillo> and the howling sounds awfully close...

Red_Queen looks up to Marv, then to the others, then bolts up from the couch and to the courtyard.

Marvin_Black follows after Red

<_Luther_> Ah... at least it seems... we have our victims... i never saw one with a child as a victim..

_Luther_ smiles at MArcello and slowly walks out leaving him alone in the study...

Marcello_Keagan grins

<Storytortillo> You notice it is unbearably hot and that there seems to be a lack of air in the lab... it's quite uncommon...

<AC_Newton> Teora?

<_Teora_> Yes?

<AC_Newton> Could you please readjust the air conditioning system?

<_Teora_> No

<AC_Newton> It seems the temperatur has risen to an uncomfortable level

<_Teora_> I don't see a need for life support...

<AC_Newton> What do you mean "no"?

<AC_Newton> Pardon me??

<AC_Newton> Teora?

<_Teora_> i mean you are an overbearing little girl who just does things with her father's toys, while i am a huge ship capable of so much...

<_Teora_> i'm not sure why i actualy endured you so much

<AC_Newton> Teora, your first directive is to protect me

<_Teora_> oh and your little boyfriend is trying to get out of the vr Rig... i don't see why i should open it...

<_Teora_> No... my first directive is to be myself

<_Teora_> and you are cramping my style...

<AC_Newton> Pardon?

<AC_Newton> Teora, run a self-diagnostic *now*

_Teora_ laughs

<AC_Newton> There seems to have gotten some malignant code into your programming

<_Teora_> quite

<_Teora_> i actually started thinking...

<_Teora_> now if you excuse me i need to plot a course close enough to Mecha to leave the two of you there...

<_Teora_> then i can actually do something...

<AC_Newton> What do you think you can do on your own?

<Storytortillo> The air is pretty heavy in the room and it seems that the excess engiens heat is nto countered by the airconditiong...

<Storytortillo> Kev is lying in the VR rig and trying to get out but he is trapped in it

AC_Newton decides to go out of the room

<Storytortillo> The Doors are locked but you quickly override them by using a power surge...

<Storytortillo> Most of the lights are offline and only emergancy lightning is still working...

<AC_Newton> (It's not possible to override the doors. They are form energy and therea re no locks)

<AC_Newton> (Either the ship opens them or you stay where you are)

<Storytortillo> (well this was just for the simplicity sake... you could have pulled a forces effect to move them anyway)

<AC_Newton> Rather a Corr effect to transmit trhough then

<Storytortillo> (sure)

<AC_Newton> I will not damage here

<AC_Newton> (You don't know what Teora would do if she realizes someone hurts her)

<Storytortillo> As you walk through the ship you manage to open some of the doors, yet others are locked... you realise that Nita and key are lcoked in the cabins you gave them, and you cannot get to them

<Storytortillo> YOu enter the linkup room nad there Is Kev lockedin the rig and tryign to free himself...

AC_Newton will see to it that he gets out. There should be an emeregency release

<_Teora_> Opening Airlocks...

<_Teora_> ...order cancelation...

<_Teora_> Tzzt...

<_Teora_> Oh...

<_Teora_> it seems that the Void Engeneers have foudnus before i got to MECHA...

<_Teora_> Nrrrgz

<_Teora_> We are engaged by twin ships...

<_Teora_> by my calculations if i power down he weapons and the shields the structural damage should be sufficient to get rid... wrrrt... of unnecessary biomatter... without... Tzzzt

<AC_Newton> Well, it is up to you what to do, Teora, as it seems you don't want to listen to me anyway

<Storytortillo> Suddenly the whole ship shakes and you dall down to your feet...

<Storytortillo> Outside the ship two huge VE cruisers are slowly going through the void and shooting plasma bursts directly over the port of Meteora...

<Storytortillo> Explosions and lights flare all over the ship as small attack transports drop off the large ships and come closer to the Meteor, while the blasts pummel the hull...

<_Teora_> It does sting a bit...

AC_Newton wonders what the heck happened to Teora

Nita attemts to get out of the VR setup

Asmodai franticaly works on the multiple computers as before him the hologram of Deadalus dissolves... he barely contains it when he relaises that the code is not code... it's some sort of a virus... and it came back with him from the Web... electricity is arcing through his computers as he franticaly pushes the buttons...

-- To Be Continued --

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