>>>>>[Great, an Irish wake. Just what we need. Lister, check it
out-you won't remember the hangover for months. But I advise mages
to stacy *veck*: The singing, I'm told, generates a background
count akin to Re-Ed Camps.]<<<<< 
        -- RAMboy 17:30:20/9-21-54>

>>>>>>[I'm more partial to a good ole' New Orleans style funeral and
party]<<<<<
        --  Wolf 359 <17:35;13 / 09-21-54>

>>>>>[You would be.]<<<<<
        --  Ramirez <>

*****ENCRYPT Alfa Lambda Epsilon Chi   Solitaire_MPCP***** 
>>>>>[ Solitaire, I shall be returnin' on th' morrow, from CFS, to
aid Lady Jaez...I ken, of course, extend m' "visit"...should th'
thought of "aidin'" _Alex_ cross anyones mind...I will have with m'
some who might be willin' ta assist us, should th' need arise.
Please respond quickly...there is MUCH ta be discussed! ]<<<<<
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ Dearest Wendy, Shanniyah, Leslie Annette, Reise an' I would
like to extend our condolences to you...you have suffered a TERRIBLE
loss, my dear! One of which we were all MOST sorry to learn of! Craig
was a WONDERFUL young man! ]<<<<<
        -MercurIan <Shiny, Slicke an' Deadly>

>>>>>[ M' _dear_ Ssspirit...I wasss _quite_ disssturbed ta hear of
yer losss. Truly, we (Meaghen & m'ssself) are TERRIBLY sssorry! If
there isss ANYthin' we could do, fer ya, lasss, don't hesssitate ta
asssk! Really! We are fere`er at yer ssservicsse! Craig will be
sssorely misssed, by ALL, m' dear! ]<<<<< 
        Q.Sss. Ssslicke <Massster:of:Ssshadowsss/Ssshun:the:Light>

>>>>>[ Ya know, kylie...uh...Athena n' I were _roight_ sorry, ta
hear `bout ol' CRUSH! He was a FOINE mate, he was, luv! S'truth!
I'm gonna MISS him, somethin' roight fierce, sheila! I really AM!
If there'd be ANYTHIN' ya need, anythin' at ALL...well, sheila,
jus'...let us know! A`roight?  Ya've ALWAYS got mates, down
`ere!]<<<<< 
        $ilverado <Money:ain't:EV`RYTHIN'/but-it's-enough>

>>>>>[ Wendy, dear, your loss has been great.  Take your time to
mourn.  But, do not forget the people who love you.  Those who will
always be there, for you.  Remember Craig...cherish those
memories...but, do not fall entirely into despair.  For, that would
be a tragedy _greater_ than the one you now face! I, too, shall
miss Craig.  He was gentle of spirit, sound in mind...and, I found
him to be _quite_ amusing! I, too, offer my assistance...]<<<<< 
        *Hasseim Draugo* <**:**:**/**:**:**>

>>>>>[ OH! SPIRIT....*SOB* I'm SO SORRY......*SOB*....CRUSH was SO
WIZ! I'm gonna MISS him! *SOB* ]<<<<<
        -Leslie Annette <STILL:no:real/wiz-sig-*SIGH*>

>>>>>[ DAMN YOU!!!! STOP TALKING LIKE HE'S DEAD!!!! *weep*  HE'S NOT
DEAD!!!! He just can't be dead!!!! I can still feel him!!  I can
still sense him next to me at night!!  He's still out there
somewhere!! We have to go get him!!  We have to go back to the
ROCK!! He NEEDS me, I can feel IT!! I NEED HIM!!! HE'S NOT DEAD!!!
SO DON'T SAY HE IS!!!  NO WAKE, NO FUNERAL  NOTHING!!!! HE'LL BE
BACK, He told me he would always be there for me.  CRAIG I NEED
YOU!!! #^$* #$^*#     [Link terminated]]<<<<<< 
        --Spirit <16:50:00/09-21-54>

>>>>>[ I really am sorry, I just left for minute.  It hurt her so
bad to see CRUSH die.  It hurt all of us, but her the most.  They
loved each so much with each breath they took. *weep*  She will be
ok though, the move I used just knocked her out for a while, she
won't even have a headache.  Unlike the rest of us, we have had
such a bad time.  Lister is drinking himself into oblivion. Claw
left, he just had to really, it is like PANTHER to be alone with
his pain. Its been me, CB and Kichanski watching over Spirit
mostly.  Nightfox has appeared a few times, he tries not to show it
but he is taking this as hard as the rest of us.  CRUSH and Claw
were like the big brothers he never really had. Now CRUSH is gone.
*weep*  Claw can not really help either, the Wild magic in
Australia really screwed with him.  CB has been busy Decking to
Australia and screwing with the corp who killed CRUSH, it was the
corp we did two run against.  She doing wonderfully against them,
they don't know which way is up. "nothing is more deadly than a
woman scorned, especially a southrn lass." But we all know how
difficult it is for her phsycologically without Spirit beside her
flying through the matrix.  We all lost something on that run, it
just shows more on some than others.  Well have to try and clean
this place up some, it is a real wreck.  Funny how you notice the
little things more when someone close passes away, it really does
remind us how fragile life is and how much we take for granted. 
Becareful out there, it a dangerous place.]<<<<< 
        --Sheena <16:56:54/09-21-54>

>>>>>[Prince Solarial, I don't trust you.  You use people as pawns
and have no true ambitions above and beyond your own ambitions, but
I have no choice at this juncture but to consider your offer of
help.  And if you indeed hold true to your offer of help, I'm sure
AJ can convince us not to make taking you down our life-long
desires.  This not a threat, as our chances of actual success are
minimal, except possibly in the case of Solitiare, but we WOULD try
our damndest.  However, you offer us a potential advantage and we
would be wise to consider it.  So, how many individuals can you get
in, beyond your personal guards?  And how many parcels of what size
could you get in?  And don't worrya about the message not being
encrypted, Solitaire is running a reverse encryption algorithm on
it, so it WILL be scrambled]<<<<< 
        --  Slash(20:07:20/09-21-54)

>>>>>[NO, he can't be...  but i'd better believe that he is...  I'll
miss the big lug.  He was really the only freind that I didn't tower
over when we danced at the wedding.  I'll miss him...  And NEX didn't
even TELL me!  Ohhhhhhhhh... Max, go find Nex and hit
him...HARD...___REPEATEDLY___!!!!!!!{sounds of extreme surprise and
pain and a voice screams out "wha the DREK was tha for?"}  I'll be
going now, since my head is still hurting from the Hyper.  And
thank you all for coming and getting me.  Now if I could only get
that face of the Tir dude out of my mind....]<<<<< 
        --  Foxey Roxey(20:13:18/09-21-54)

>>>>>[Rox, GET OFF THE NET!!!!!!  You'll suffer a setback in
treatment!  You remember what happened to Nex when he was wacked
out on the stuff... SO GO AWAY!  And as for the gang here, we offer
up our sincere condolences to Wendy and all who knew CRUSH.  He was
the only one who could out-eat Talky.  Too bad we can't think of
anything else to offer in memoriam...]<<<<< 
        --  Simultaneous Transmission--  Slash, Diana, Action
            Jackson(in absentea...)

>>>>>[*****Include Video Feed*****

This is Charlie Fingers, coming to you from the Metroplex Courthouse
in New York with the latest information on the Jackson hearing.

Earlier today, in a closed session, a Grand Jury indicted Dr.
Alexander Jackson on all 14 charges and scheduled the trial to
begin in approxately one week. Due to Dr. Jackson's unusual
metatype, the trial will be rushed along as quickly as possible.

Commander Drake, the officer in charge of Dr. Jackson informed us
that the prisoner was in fact a Vampire.  Apparently, this fact was
known to the Grand Jury and did not influence their decision to go
ahead with the trial instead of push for an immediate execution due
to his nature.  Drake also informed us that Dr. Jackson was
comfortable and continually drugged with a time released compound
that keeps him from becomming incorporeal or dangerous as we all
know Vampires to be.  I have been informed that a mob has formed
outside the Interpolbuilding demanding immediate execution of the
prisoner. 

At this point, there has been no comment forthcoming from Dr Jackson
himself.  From the Courthouse, this is Charlie Fingers.  

*****End video Feed*****

Well, this makes things even MORE interesting...]<<<<<
        --  Slash(20:27:33/09-21-54)

>>>>>[Page of Wands(this means Nex), I don't know what the plan is
yet.  Slash is trying some angles he won't tell me or anyone.
Collussus is ready to go in and break him out singlehandedly.  FM
wants to take her panzer and blow up the Interpol building, and I am
only scoping out the Matrix systems of Interpol and the NYPD.  It
always takes time, Page of Wands.  So relax.  We WILL need you when
we all head back, but lay low until then.  Get the Queen of
Wands(Roxey) up and healthy so she can help us too.  Maybe she can
even tell us if it was Solarial who was actually there with her or
not, as there are conflicting reports from several individuals.
We'll get back to you and whoever else around you wants to help.
Happy hunting, and I want to be there when you kill off the
Bohemoth(spell cheker's down...).  I LOVE B.  Burgers!  Guess this
CRUSH fellow was quite a guy.  Kinda wished I had met him...]<<<<<
        --  Solitaire(20:43:16/09-21-54)

>>>>>[How touching, Solitaire.  And may you all who mourn the dead
get a collective life.  The guy is GONE!  Get over it!  Move on
with your lives or you may be next(no malice intended).]<<<<<
        --  Dante(20:44:48/09-21-54)

>>>>>[I believe we need a happy time to get everyone out of
"mourning" this person called Crush, AND since my brother, who is out
cold from drowning his grief, turns 31 on the 23rd; why doin't we
hold a party?  Of course don't let my brother, Buzz(or Max), know
about it.  We're going to need someone to host it, thank you in
advance.]<<<<< 
        --Firefox (21:08:22 EDT/09:21:54)

>>>>>[Madame Spirit, let me feel your pain. . .  
I sympathize with you greatly, and I understand your concern for your
apparently late husband. You seem to be the sole bearer of the
opinion that he still exists. By all counts, that would seem to be an
irratioanl notion.

You are, however, correct, if my sources have not failed me (they
have never failed before).

I offer you the following compressed video packet that proves your
Craig still exists. If you have further interest, please contact me
in order that we may make arrangements for his return. My resources
are at your disposal.]<<<<< 
        -- HG.SYS <21:23:29/9-21-54>

*****ENCRYPT SOLITAIRE 5.5***** 
>>>>>[Hello.  Do you remember me? The host of the ill-fated party
which touched off this powder keg.  I am Harlequin.  I owe AJ.  Need
help?  There are a few of us that would like to be of assistance. 
Tell us of what you need.  We'll be there.  We can supply it.  I
NEED to pay my debts.]<<<<< 
        -Harlequin <A 5.5 ought to be interesting>

*****Encrypt All Alone--Harlequin 
>>>>>[Why thank you, Harlequin.  I am sure that we can use the
assistance in getting back The King of Swords...oh, sorry, I forget
that not everyone knows the reference...Action Jackson.  But I am but
a go-between.  Slash is the one doing the orginization and I but a
not-very-humble decker setting up the Matrix end of this retrieval.
So talk to me for Matrix assistance, Slash for physical stuff, and
Diana for magical assistance.  As for you owing AJ, I don't under-
stand why since it was his fault your place got trashed, but if you
insist, I shall not complain.]<<<<<
        --  Solitaire(0:11:24/09-22-54)

>>>>>[Lister, I had the Scotch, I was heading out the door, when the
next thing I know I'm ducking a sword slice.  If I'd still had my own
nervous system, I'd be minus a head; as it is, I think I lost some
hair. I threw the bottles at the fragger--not that he was worth it,
but I didn't have time to reach into my coat--and dove across the
room.  The lad was fast, though, and he had me backed into a corner
within seconds. 

I finally managed to get my Manhunter out, but it flew out of my
hands before I could get a shot off.  I barely saw his hand move. 
Then I saw his sword come up, and I had nowhere to go.  Beforehe
could finish me off, however, we were both surprised by a voice
coming from my door. 

"I see Katana let you live, Rietz," a familiar Scottish voice called
out. We both turned, and there stood MacLeod, the countryman who sent
me on that run against Katana Inc (the lads who were doing the
research into the HMHVV).  He had a sword too, and looked ready to
use it. 

Rietz looked surprised--and, for just a second, afraid.  He rallied,
however, and moved away from me, facing this new threat, but not
ignoring me.  "I see you were not properly disposed of, MacLeod," the
man hissed, speaking for the first time.  "I will have to do the job
properly." 

Before either had a chance to trade more hyperbole, they engaged. 
Swords were flying so fast it was hard to believe there were just
two.  Spakrs were everywhere; I've never seen blades so sharp.  One
sliced through my telecom like it wasn't even there.

A break finally came, when the one MacLeod called Rietz had
maneuvered himself with his back do the door.  Still parrying, he
cried out, "Another time, MacLeod!" and bolted out the door. 
Swearing in Gaelic, the Scotsman started to floo (ack!) follow,
then stopped and ordered me to stay put.  He then raced off in
pursuit. 

No way was I going to sit on my thumbs.  I had my dooor closed and
my closet open before Macleod's footsteps had faded from hearing.
Behind my spare trench coats is (well, was) my little armory,
including my rarely-used, but highly prized M122A2 assault rifle. 
I slammed a clip in, and aimed it at my flront door.  I waited, and
waited, then nearly blew my door off when I heard an explosion from
upstairs. 

With explosions come Lone Star, and I didn't want to play 20
questions with these laddies, especially when I had so many of my
own.  I tossed a few necessities and valuables in a bag, and got
out of there. I didn't see either my attacker or rescuer, wich is
just as well; when it comes to hand to hand, I prefer it to be
someone else's.  I'm now someplace else, waiting for things to cool
down at my aparment complex. 

Oh, the explosion: I appropriated a copy of Lone Star's report on
it. Basically, my building's roof was scorched by an unknown
force.  No apparent cause, and the only thing they found even more
unusual was a headless corpse, blackened byond recognition.  I'm
waitng to see who looks for me first before I draw any conclusions.

One last thing: I recognized my attacker.  I really must have
ruffled some feathers; his real name is Jason Craighugh, and he's
#2 stockholder at Katana, Inc.  His boss, Samuel Amrosius, is
number one. 

Guys with swords, wierd explosions, severed heads...when did I
suddenly start living in a move er, movie?  And why did it have to
be THAT one? Maybe I should cfhange my handle....]<<<<<
        --Highlander (10
        --Highlander (Bad/Connection!)

>>>>>[It Worked!]<<<<<
        -- Mind Throttle <22:57:32/9-21-54>

>>>>>[Calm down kid. Only Jaez knows the plan. And I'm not feeling
so hot right now.]<<<<<
        -- Packard Belle <22:58:21/9-21-54>

>>>>>[Grab another tranq, Belle, I'll handle it from here.

We captured on of Ganz's men. After last night's running gun battle,
MT did indeed drop Belle of at a hospital. But she ditched the van,
which didn't really have William's body in it.  Furthermore, we
greatly exaggerated the extent of Belle's wounds-]<<<<<
        -- Jaez <23:02:21/9-21-54>

>>>>>[No you didn't.]<<<<<
        -- Packard Belle <23:03:21/9-21-54>

>>>>>[Yes we did. Go to sleep!

Anyway, the guy had a datajack, and guess what! I got to do
interrogate him virtually! Here's a transcript of the omniscent POV

(I edited myself): ********************
Floating swirls of color and light fly around your field of vision.
It begins slowly but increases in speed gradually, then faster and
faster and more and more until it begins to blur into a hazy image of
blank space. 

                        VOICE
Do not adjust your deck. We control the contrast. We control the
brightness. . . 

The haze fades into the image of sky. . .the creaking of a wooden
ship is heard along with the lapping of waves. A large man in
oversized grey clothing lies at the base of a ship's mast.

MAN
A knife flies through the air and hits the mast just above the man's
head. 

WIDER VIEW
The ship's pirate crew is seen scurrying about the deck. Their
attention turns to the aft of the ship. They begin muttering.

CREW 
Captain Jaez. . .Captain Jaez. . .

They get louder and louder until they reach a fervor and are
chanting. 

CAPTAIN JAEZ
A woman stands atop the aft deck, arms folded across her chest. A
cutlass hangs at her right hip; large gold earrings hange from her
ears and a bandanna covers most of her red hair. She wears boots,
pants, and a white shirt; she is a swashbuckler.

JAEZ 
Who is this villain, this scoundrel that has been brought aboard my
ship?

MATE  
The assasin, captain. We call him "the manin the grey flannel suit".

JAEZ 
The poor sod. I wonder if his soul is as repugnant as his fashion
sense.

DECK 
Jaez walks toward the man.

JAEZ AND MAN
Jaez squats down and looks him in the eye.

JAEZ 
Whence come you? Who is your patron?


MAN 
I tell NOTHING!

JAEZ 
Wrong, sir. You will answer all my questions, and if you answer
falsely I will dismember you as efficiently as possible.  Right, Mr.
Mayhem?

MAYHEM
A man bristling with weapons and with a large "666" blazed across
his chest. An Attack construct.

JAEZ 
You work for Herr Ganz. You have arrived in this place after utterly
failing in your mission to kill the fair Belle.

JAEZ
Grabs his hair.

JAEZ 
You will answer all my questions true or you will face horrors unknow
since the advent of the modern age.

MAN
Is Silent.

JAEZ 
Very well then. . .boys, take him to Hell. I'll follow ye down
there! 

WIDER VIEW
The crew manhandles the man and carries him belowdecks to the bilge
area. Half-filled with rocks and with innumerable minor leaks, the
area is dark, damp, and treacherous. The man is placed at the far
end. Jaez enters. 

JAEZ 
Smokey! the torches! And my special surprise!

BILGE
A large bear wearing a hat tosses a barrel into the bilge and hands
two torches to Jaez, who places them in holders so that the flames
are near the water level of the large puddle in the middle of the
area. The barel floats in the middle.

BARREL
Marked "Gunpowder"

JAEZ 
This is my favorite game, matey. It's a specialized form of
Blaster IC I put into this node for this very purpose. Yes, this is
all a virtual dream, you fool. . .just try and jack out, only I have
the access priviliges to unlock your NeuroLock on the Control Panel.
Tell me everything I ask of ye before that barrel decides to bob into
the flames of Hades!

MAN 
You'll be killed too!

JAEZ 
I wrote the bugger, and besides, I've got the hardening to ignore
most IC anyway. You have a jack and a feeble deck cobbled together by
Virtulal Hut.

BILGE
Acrid smoke fills the room. The faces of Jaez and the man grow
grimy. The man begins to cough; Jaez continues to breathe easily.
The barrel bobs close to each flame a number of times but does not
go off. The man gets worried. 

Suddenly, the ship lurches and the barrel sails toward a torch.

MAN 
NO!

BARREL
Jaez's leg extends and stops it from hitting the flame.

JAEZ 
How do you get your orders?

MAN
From a telecom! I stay in a bungalow over by Oahu. .  .They pay the
rent and just give me orders whe they need a job done.

JAEZ 
Who gives the orders?

MAN 
They were always signed by Seymour. . .but lately they've come from
some Ganz guy. I haven't seen Seymour for weeks, not since after we
iced that decker. . .  Willy. . .Bill. . .William.  . .

Please. . .they'll kill me if they find out what I did. I can't give
you any details.

JAEZ 
Where's the telecom? Is it in the bungalow?

MAN 
No, it's actually a public com with a secret account that I can
access. It's over by the Arizona memorial, the first on your left as
you exit.

JAEZ 
You had best be telling the truth. You may exit Hell but you will
remain on board while my associates verify the truth of your
statements.  

******************** 

I decided to cut it there, folks. I checked the com unit and managed
to recover some message transaction logs for the hidden account.
It'll be a while before I fully reconstruct them; however, when I do
we'll have some idea of where Ganz is.]<<<<<
        -- Jaez <01:00:39/9-22-4>

>>>>>[Cerise, Raven TM, Nightstalker: have any of you seen
Powerhouse lately?  I saw him uh, a little while ago, and got a
nasty look.  Did he say anything to you, Cerise?  I don't think
he's gotten over that little "incident" a couple nights ago.  Have
you?  BTW, I just wanted to say that I really enjoyed the double
date (you looked grat Raven. Nightstalker!  Styling!  And Cerise:
Sigh.   What hair, what a body, what a dress--oops, never
mind....).  Maybe we could try it again some time?  When things
have cooled down a little all around, of course. Let me know.]<<<<<
        --Highlander (23:13:41/9-21-54)

*****Encrypt Cerise MPCP only
>>>>>[Lassie, how are you doing?  I haven't seen or heard from you
since this last (whoops) since that Tuesday morning.  Is everything
all right, lassie?]<<<<<
        --Highlander (23:15:16/9-21-54)

>>>>>[Slash, I'm glad you saw the light. As I said before, I hold
nothing per- sonal against anyone. Helping AJ might prove that to
everyone here, thus engen- dering goodwill toward me. Here is the
limit of my help though (as I will not endanger my position for AJ).
I am allowed an entourage of four - three paladins and my seneschal.
Each may carry a diplomatic bag. Within these bags can be put
distraction/diversion material. The Paladins will set these both for
a certain time, and in specific places. When they effect, you and
your comrades may help AJ as you like. That is all I can do - that is
what I offer. I do not even ask to see your plans. After my part is
done it is up to you.]<<<<< 
        -- Prince Solarial (23:32:19/9.22.54)

>>>>>[Dimitri, I can understand your confusion at my assertions. As I
said before, the knowledge that their are "Junior" Princes that
advise the "Real" Princes of The Council is not widely known. Nor are
our names known. Thus I understand your credulity.  It was perhaps
more due to not recognizing my name, rather than not knowing about
The Council structure. But as you ascend --- you will learn.]<<<<<
        -- Prince Solarial (23:41:56/9.22.54)

>>>>>[ RAMboy, I am afraid that Nige is not able to answer your
question at the moment. After I picked him up last night he passed
out in a drunken stupor, yet again. I have been trying,
unsuccessfully to wake him, this included a bucket of cold water
over his head this morning, no reaction. I will just have to left
him sleep it off. 

I suppose that there will be no problem as far as the translation
goes, if he is sober, Nige is normally quite a pleasant,helpful
fellow. Trouble is that lately he has not been sober that often,
trying to forget one of his young ladies no doubt.

Just send the text you wish to have translated to the following
number *****Encrypt Vid Number***** it will get here via a rather
roundabout way, then it is just a matter of waiting for Nige to
translate, which could be some time. I just hoping that he will
wake up soon, his snoring is driving me up the bloody wall. ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <09:42:02 / 22-09-54>

>>>>>[Ms. Miranda Lees, I am a professional. I do not like working
for those who do not tell me the truth, don't admitt the truth to
themselves, or don't even specualte as to the existence of the truth.
It is therefore my duty, and regretfully so, that I present the Truth
***HOLOPICS Pictures of Beaumont in various sexual activities, with
various people***. I took no pleasure in that Ms. Lees, but I must be
sure of your desire to find D.  Beaumont and of your your story to me.
Your associated with a particular Policlub (I shan't mention here in
public), you are in fact an officer of said organization. Was
Beaumont working on any- thing in particular for you?  Is your
search personal or organizationally related?  Please answer these
questions. I have found out several more things: D. Beaumont was
withdrawing money heavily from his accounts (debts or forseeing the
need to move suddenly). He was also involved with another project.
The Snowmish Farm. I'll check on that connection in time. He was a
Agrigen employee. He has a brother (who we will want to see). Ed
Harrison confirms much of this. I believe that we should get to view
his car . I'll report more tomorrow. Please have answers for me. Sgt.
Jackson, if your reading this pay very close attention. Don't try
to play me like somt two-bit go-ganger who vandalized a stuffer
shack. You and I know the real score. You gave me zip info. Drek,
to say the least. You want exchange of the more incisive details
(which I haven't posted here) you stop with this bulldrek threats
and derision. Give me something, I'll give you something. If not --
get out of the way. Don't think I'm an amatuer - read your five
page file on me - it'll tell you I'm a pro. Treat me like one.
*****SpiceDATE*** Spice we need to talk and plan strategy. We have
to go see Anthony Beaumont (David's brother). And we have to see
the car. Maybe we can get more clues. Also got to check on The
Farm. Add what you can if you got info . See you at the
club***]<<<<< 
        (00:56:34/9.22.54) -- NightShade

>>>>>[ WOW, nice pics Nightshade mate. Ooo me 'ed, feels like
someone is playing the 1812 overture inside, complete wiv cannons.
Anyway, like I was saying, chance of a few copies, I know this bird
ou likes stuff like that, gets 'er all hot and kinky like ]<<<<<
        -- Nige <10:51:25 / 22-09-54>

>>>>>[ Nige, what the drek are you doing...You asked for copies of
THOSE pics! Not the kind of thing your dear old mum would approve of.
Well you are not getting them through this unit, and as this is where
you will be for at least the next day, you can more or less forget
them.

Sorry Nightshade, this lout has a tendancy to think with his balls,
you wouldn't think he was a damn good rigger, ex-british army to hear
him. Just ignore that request.

Nige, I told you no drinking, get away from my drinks cabinet ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <10:59:00 / 22-09-54>

>>>>>[ Stryker; grey hairs are kind of a professional hazard. And
besides, I'm only 24. You're right tho. Them mangos IS good! ]<<<<<
        --  Bunker <12:22:34/9-22-54>

>>>>>[ Prophet & KHANx: the gears all prepped. Lubed and loaded,
tuned and turned on. We is ready to rock! ]<<<<<
        --  Bunker <12:24:33/9-22-54>

>>>>>[Eek ! we've made it through without a shot fired ! Now that's
what I call a holiday *grin*

Ta for the fist fighting lessons Phoenix, but I wish you didn't use
them as stress relief. Those other splitters our Mr J hired, still
call me Eek. I don't really think it was fair of you to keep bunging
me in those streams,not only were they bleeding cold some of those
bigger fish didn't find it funny neither.

Blitz, are you going to give us an address to meet at, because if P.
got it he hasn't told me. To be straight with you he seems to have
become a bit withdrawn and numb recently.

Gawk - oi you old nutter, where the hell are you and that dodgy
girlfriend ? 

To the friends of the recently wraithed CRUSH - Rememeber, his
memory lives on in your souls forever, be at peace with that,
terms. 

Herr Git, er, Ganz - Sod off you misrable splitter and use your
large vocab to beg your way out of the hole your digging.

To those who are going to take him down, folks if you need anyone in
Europe to dig up some paydirt on that tobber give us a shout.]<<<<<
        --WHAT(14:05:55/22-09-54)

>>>>>>[ Sir Nightshade, yes I do love David or rather did, I had no
idea just how far his sexual tastes went.  Now I know what he meant
when he said that I should come round to his place sometime for
something really different.  I'm shocked and annoyed, I want you to
stay on the case though Sir Nightshade as I need to have words with
him.  There is also the question of the further evidence that he may
have against Agrigen, we need that evidence to expose the evil things
that that corrupt corporation is doing. 

As to David's association with this organisation, he first became
interested in us about 2 months ago, it seemed that he'd been
thinking for some time of joining such an organisation as ours. 
He'd always been a little bit suspect of the workings at the
corporation but seemingly a friend he had there convinced him that
something was not right.  I'm sorry but I have no more information
on this friend.  We began seeing each other about 4 weeks ago, I
have to say that I was quite taken with him, and when he agreed to
have a look round for us I was even more pleased.  Then he brought
back the pictures you have already seen, now he's disappeared, and
I want to talk to him about a number of things now .... ]<<<<< 
        -Miranda L (15:51:15/9.22.54)

>>>>>[OK, I contacted my buddy in the Consulate (a minor security
guard), and he mentioned that three important secs brought a woman in
the day after KHANx's mom was kidnapped. According to the
description, I believe it was his mom. As far as he knows, she has
not left the Consulate. 

As for Fraternay, he had no clue.

I'm ready to go at any time. The drones are checked and secured, I
tuned up the Hummer, and all my equipment is working properly.  Call
the ball, KHANx.]<<<<<
        -- Poincare (11:14:02|09-22-54)

>>>>>[ Nightshade, so you're not a two-bit go-ganger eh ?  Well a
quick scan over your rep sheet would seem to confirm that, what's
this I see speciality disguise.  You know it's suprising how much you
can dig up on someone if you dig deep enough and have the right
friends.  But I don't really care about your past or present
exploits, I'm just here to do my job, and do it I will. 

There have been too many odd disappearances recently and I'm the one
the police chief is looking to, to try and find out what is going on.
For most of them they seem to run away to some policlub and get
indoctrinated in their particular belief's.  Reading your message and
I see, the message from the lady employing you, it appears that Mr
Beaumont has run away from his lover, the lovely Miranda Lees.  You
know, I checked with Agrigen, they say he was sacked 2 weeks ago for
breaking security regualtions.  Apparently he'd been found wandering
in areas he wasn't supposed to go, maybe he's too ashamed to face
this lady with the news.  Maybe he faked his suicide so that she
wouldn't follow him.  However until we have some info the official
report is still going to be one of suicide. 

You did however ask for some information, as you have offered me
some by revealing who you are working for then I can offer you
some.  We found Mr Beaumont's car just near some cliffs, a popular
place for suicides each year, the car is currently at his Brothers
house, it was strangely battered, prehaps you would care to have a
look.  His brother's address is. 

                        14 Kingfisher Flats
                        Kings Way
                        Aurora Village
                        Seattle

Miss Lees, you claim that you are or were the lover of David, if
that is so why did he not come back to you ?  There is much you
should tell us. ]<<<<< 
        -- Sgt. Sgt Vaughan Jackson (16:15:25/9.22.54)
           Lonestar Missing Persons Bureau

>>>>>[ Monsieur Nightshade, I uncovered some more info for you.  That
farm that Beaumont was intrested in, well 'e was getting the lease
from Drake, Hawksbee, Champion and Bolton's, a realtor and property
specialist firm.  I spoke to Clare Drake on the telecom this
morning, a rather drole individual, she appears willing to meet us,
though I suspect that she may try to sell use something rather than
give us something. 

The farm it seems was under lease from the The Snohomish Farm
Society, I also managed to dig up some information on that
particular organisation. 

It seems that about 4 years ago the SFS had it's own little
collection of troubles.  These culminated in June 2052 when several
of it's directors were found guilty of being involved in the murder
of several distinguished Metahuman members of the Snohomish.  It
collapsed shortly afterwards with all subsiduaries being sold off. 
It was saved however by a number of investors who replaced the old
management and started to make major changes.  Since then crop
yields have been on the up, it is well known to make best use out
of any technological developments which affect farming. 

Well enough for now, I'll meet you tonight, maybe we should go call
on the brother tonight and have a look at that car that Sgt.  Jackson
mentioned. ]<<<<< 
        -Spice (16:40:38/9.22.54)

***** My fellows, after I am done with my classes today I shall be
leaving to find Claw where ever he may be.  I do have a few ideas and
I do not believe it should take too long.  Dimitri, do not worry
about classes, they shall be taken by me online, using the computer
systems that I finally received from Seattle. I also do not have many
classes thursday.  I shall endevor to be as quick as I can, and do
not expect to be away that long.***** 
        --Nightfox < not impossible/just improbable>

>>>>>[KHANx: What can I say? I have no vendetta against your sister,
but she holds one for me. Do you think it best if I wait out this
run, and try to manipulate things from Valentin's desk, or should I
come along. 

You haven't contacted me at all since you found out about my
_connections_. Please say something ... anything ...

I no longer know where I stand with the team. Bunker? Prophet?
Ragman? 

Somebody? ...]<<<<<
        -- Millhaus <12:45:18/22-Sept-54>

*****ENCRYPT Pi Omega Psi   Solitaire_MPCP***** 
>>>>>[ Page o' Wands, huh? *sneer* How'd ya guess?  Tis THA'
obvious? *smirk* Solitaire...I'm back in jolly ol' Sea-town, an'
twill be nabbin' MT's most "insignifigant other"...in very short
order. Inform Slash tha' I jus' might have a few thoughts on how ta
go about "liberatin'" Alex...how might a gang of MOST unhappy
"VAMPYRE HUNTERS" sound?  Ya'll need someone who ken shoot
straight...n' TRUE! Looks like I'M yer boy! I've got th'
skill...an', really, I'm one a th' ONLY ones ya ken trust NOT ta
actually WAX `im! We ken make it look GOOD, Solitaire....REAL good!
Pose it ta him, an' have him get  back ta me, ASAs
fraggin'P...Illyah? ]<<<<< 
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ GOOD, everyone is gone for a minute.  Now I can respond!!!!
Yes I WILL!!! Thank you.  OH THANK YOU!!! I knew he wasn't dead, I
JUST KNEW IT!!!  I DID!!!! *weep* He couldn't be dead, he was just to
wonderful to die!!!  He said we would always be together.  CRUSH
would NEVER lie to me!!! So I KNOW that he is allright.  THEY all
think he is dead!!! BUT I don't, NO I DON'T!!! you can find me here
***include file*** and show me the tape.  And we can discuss how to
get my love back!! He is just lost in Australia or something!! HE IS
NOT DEAD!!! DO YOU FOLKS OUT THERE HEAR THAT?!?!? CRAIG IS NOT
DEAD!!!!]<<<<< 
        --Spirit <CRAIG IS ALIVE!!!>

>>>>>[ Lady Jaez, twould appear tha' m' team n I've completed th'
initial phaze of our assignment.  I will be happy ta meet ya, at
***Encrypt Whereabouts*** at exactly ***Encrypt Timeframe***.  Donna'
be wooryin' about th' gent accompanyin' m`self...twill be a "body
guard"...*sigh* m' companions thought it a wise course a action,
considerin' th' recent turn a events.  I am lookin' ferward ta
deliverin' th' package...an' am quite willin' ta offer m' assistance
again, should it be needed.  Until then...  Slantehmhaith! ]<<<<<
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ Jaez...Nex tells us ya were worried `bout him being "subtle"?
Ya shoulda SEEN him...cool as all-get-out! Lookin' all slick &
rich-like... dumb fragger never knew WHAT hit `im, I'd bet! I'll tell
ya, he was pretty damned surprised, waking up in that laundry cart,
in the back of our van! Shoulda' seen the LOOK on his face! A real
"Kodak Moment"! Haha! And THEN, after nabbin' the slitch for ya...he
and Squeak just mosey on down to the lounge, for a DRINK, lookin'
like they really BELONG there...and waiters are just fallin' ALL OVER
themselves, tryin' to keep the "Man with the Money" all nice and
happy...NEVER knowin' that the "Man" has just ripped them off of one
rather "special" guest! WHOOEE! I LOVED it! tsk. Just can't beLIEVE
some people....*snicker* ]<<<<< 
        -Hellblast <Subtlety.....HA!>

>>>>>[ _Devyn_?  Please...._control_ yerself, lad. *schnick* Yer
startin' ta _anNOY_ m'...kay?  Jaez, dear, PLEASE fergive m'
compatriots...uhm... _enthusiasm_...he tends ta get jus' a _tad_
outta hand, sometimes.  I shall take greater measures, in th'
future, ta _curb_ this tendency...]<<<<< 
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ ULP! ]<<<<<
        -Hellblast <Subtlety.....HA!>

>>>>>[I have taken over for Slash in doing this as he is VERY busy
right now, so here is another new brief on King of Swords:

*****Include Video Feed*****

This is Charlie Fingers at the Interpol headquarters where earlier
this morning several hundred persons rushed the Interpol offices in
an attempt to find and execute Dr. Jackson.  A spokesperson for the
attackers who wishes to remain anonymous confirmed that the attack
was for Dr. Jackson's vampiric nature.  The attack was dispersed by
a small NYPD force using Neuro-Stun, Tear gas, and watercannons. 

In a response to the attack, Interpol agents informed the NYPD and
the news stations that they will use lethal force to stop any
attempt at injuring Dr. Jackson.  In response, the NYPD has
cordoned off the streets around the Inter- pol building for a
block, keeping the growing mob at bay with armed officers in riot
gear and with Citymasters loaded with watercannons and gel rounds. 
So far there has been no repeat attempt at storming the building
although the mob grows by the minute and now numbers in the
thousands. 

*****End Video Feed*****

Well, if we don't get him out by then
 en do


 en do
------Insert Dante Viral code, Solitiare MPCP------
hahahahahahahahaahahahahahahaahaahaahaahaahahahhhahhhhahhahhhhh
______auto Viral destruct______

Drek!  Well, if we don't have him out by then end of the trial, we
may not get him out away from the mob.]<<<<<
        --  Solitiare(15:23:52/09-22-54)

>>>>>[Milhaus, I'm sorry. Its true that I grew enraged when I heard
your connection to our current problem. I blamed you . . . .  but
who am I to speak. After all, members of my own family are
responsible for this. Alright, lets get together to figure things
out. We have to decide how to hand- le this. Mom is in the
consulate, and according to Kendra's info, FraterNay is spending
time in Aztechnology's Interrogation Center. We can save one. Or we
can try for both. We get a plan together. I'd like to do a sim
tactic talkthrou gh before we go. Poincare, heres the specs of the
buildings. You know your drones, find me the vulnerabilities in
these buildings ***BUILD***. Milhaus, I need an astral recon of the
buildings. Then we'll go.]<<<<< 
          -- KHANx (12:38:21/9.22.54)

>>>>>[Brother - KHANx, Prophet, I'd like to speak with the both of
you - privately. Its regarding FraterNay's return. We'll talk, make
a deal. Meet me here ***MEETSITE***]<<<<<
         -- Bloody Mari(na) (12:41:57/9.22.54)

>>>>>[Hey cous, sis is on the line]<<<<<
        -- Stryker (12:43:16/9.22.54)

>>>>>[Oh fragg!!! Prophet meet me there - don't be late]<<<<<
        -- KHANx (12:45:47/9.22.54)

*****ENCRYPT SOLITAIRE 5.5***** 
>>>>>[ I still feel responsible for letting him get by and into the
house.  But I'll help in Matrix cover.  Just say the word.]<<<<<
        -Harlequin <The best laugh is the last laugh>

*****ENCRYPT Slasher 4.0***** 
>>>>>[Hello Slash.  Solitaire told me to contact you since your in
charge of the physical aspect.  Whacha need.  T.C. does the shaman
thing and I do muscle work.  I'm not bad at cooking up and using
explosives.  Later in the shadows.]<<<<<
        -Sabre <Harle's sis>

>>>>>[ Howdy, Doody Doodlely -HEY!!! PUT HER DOWN!!! She was eating
my TOAST!!! Hey LISTEN to me!!! PUT HER DOWN!!! Hey you don't eat
that!!!! HELP!!!!!!!!!!! HELP, there are ANTS eating my TOAST!!!!!
If they eat my TOAST my owners might get mad and disconnect me for
not having TOAST!!!!  I don't want to be disconnected AGAIN!!! Oh
PLEASE someone come and save my TOAST!!!! My TOAST is my LIFE, 'I
TOAST, Therefore I AM'!!!!!  Please HELP!!!! Their starting in on my
Cresaunts!!!  Oh their leaving with her, and I had just made a
WONDEFUL Waffle.  Now it will get cold.  Would SOMEONE please come
here and eat the waffle before it gets COLD, and that doesn't mean
you ants!!! I have some standards on who is to eat my TOAST!!! Help,
and eat the waffle. And while your at it bring some ANT killer or
something.  Oh good their gone now.  Oh dear, look at all that wasted
toast.  It really is a tragedy to waste all of it, but no-one will
want it after the ANTs touched it.  Would anyone like to come over
for this nice fresh toast that I am going to have to make?  I will be
missing the person that the ANTs tookso there will be more for
everyone else.  Would anyone like some toast.]<<<<<
        --Talkie <15:00:00/09-22-54>
          Magna-Tech toaster #17
          owner: Craig William Morgan III

>>>>>[ Cyberbrains, I think your going to need somebody to watch your
back for awhile.  I don't know who this Katana chummer is, but he
sounds fragging dangerous.  Sit still while I have a watcher locate
you. ]<<<<< 
        -- Cerise <14:56:56/09-22-54>

>>>>>[ Oh, yeah!  Slip up and make a comment about that night one
more time and your a dead scottsman! ]<<<<<
        -- Cerise <14:58:58/09-22-54>

>>>>>[ Thanks, Highlander.  Raven even blushed when she say your
compliment.  We Haven't seen Cerise, but it looks like you'll be
seeing her before we do.  The two of us will be alittle busy for
awhile, a friend needs us.  Be careful and don't lose your
head :)]<<<<< 
        -- Nightstalker <15:01:02/09-22-54>

>>>>>[ NIGHTSTALKER!!!!!!! ]<<<<<
        -- Raven the Mage <15:02:24/09-22-54>

>>>>>[ Will someone calm Spirit down?  She going to give herself a
heartattack. Oh, yeah, if you guys need help let Raven and me know.
We'd join you as soon as possible.  Unfortunately this Ganz dude is
running us around in circles right now. ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <15:16:30/09-22-54>

>>>>>[Listen Ganz. . . next time you decide to waste our time with
roadblocks, at least get talented people to do the job.  You seem to
be having some trouble unnerstandin' somethin'.  Shadowfox sent dat
bloody note to ya.  I didn't.  But since I am here. . . thought I
would leave this to for your your brain.  If you succeed on killing
me or da Shadowfox, all those little bloody secrets on that miserable
island of yours will be blown for this whole matrix.  The key to that
info being released is in your hands.  You frag up, and your dirty
laundry is yours to have aired.

It seems dat two things are clear to me.  I wish no *total* ill harm
to you, but as Prince Solariel can inform I will defend myself and my
friends from your insignificant plans.  Please push me.  Since a lot
of my friends bought it at a certain Prince's orders, I am willing to
focus my anger on someone else.  If you keep threatening me, it WILL
be you.]<<<<< 
        -- Doomsday <05:49:31/9-23-54>

>>>>>[Greetings Ganz, I see Doomsday finally is starting to get
annoyed with this whole situation.  You probably don't realize
this, but your so hot on info, if you had only stopped to think. 
Doomsday, to start off with wasn't prepped for any Black op on the
islands.  He was there to vacation.  You ruined his vacation by
attacking him.  He struck back.  Now while you may be angry at us
for finding info that you don't want to expose. . . There is only
one thing you can do to harm me, and there is nothing that you can
do to worsen Doomsday's day.  Loosing his friends due to his last
job is more than enough.  If you continue to bother us, you will
not like the results.  I will promise this with my own death if I
have to.  Do not attack the shadows, or you'll never live to reap
your "rewards"]<<<<< 
        -- Shadowfox <05:54:17/9-23-54>

>>>>>[Had a spare copy of this file and thought I'd show it around.
The more people see this, the better.  Make copies.  Stick it to your
dog and go for a walk.  Make your local ATM display it to every fifth
customer.  Be creative.]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (11:34:08/9-22-54)


**********(Posted excerpt from Shadowland chat log, 9/22/53)
**********LOGON: Mr. Peabody 
**********LOGON: Atomic Dog
>>>>>[Test message]<<<<<
     -- Mr. Peabody (14:51:39/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Test message received, Mr. P.  We have linkup.]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (14:51:01/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Beautiful.  Thanks for helping us out with this, Fat
Cat.]<<<<<
     -- Mr. Peabody (14:52:39/9-22-54)

>>>>>[No problem.  You're paying me, right?]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (14:52:54/9-22-54)

>>>>>[The check is in the mail, big guy.]<<<<<
     -- Mr. Peabody (14:53:13/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Friends, Seattlites, countrymen -- it gives me great pleasure
to announce a brand new and highly illicit linkup between Shadowland
Seattle and Matrixville, Cleveland's biggest, baddest underground
PABBS.  I'd like to thank a certain decker at one of our least
favorite cable trid companies for piggybacking our pipeline over one
of their comsats, allowing us to bypass all those messy RTG
protocols.  Let's all give a warm welcome to Mr. Peabody, one of the
Matrixville sysop triumvirate.]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (14:54:52/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Thank .you., Fat Cat.  Couldn't have done this without you. And
I have to give credit to one of our users, Atomic Dog, who came to me
with the idea.  In fact, since he's the one who really wants to
address you today -- and since a sysop's work is never done -- I
yield the floor to him.  You all have my most cordial invitations to
pop over to Matrixville any time you like.  Just watch your conduct,
or we'll sic Bunny on you.  TTFN, chummers!]<<<<<
     -- Mr. Peabody (14:56:20/9-22-54)

**********LOGOFF: Mr. Peabody
>>>>>["Bunny"?]<<<<<
     -- Neon Leon (14:56:44/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Ancient joke.  Dates back to Matrixville's predecessor, the
Cleveland Freenet Electronic City.  It had a talk SIG called the
Speakeasy, which was created by a Mr. Peabody, though I don't think
he was the same Mr. Peabody that sysops now.  Anyway, the 'Easy was a
no-flame zone, and they used to joke about a bouncer named Bunny who
would eject anyone who made trouble.  Bunny was based on this really
pumped-up rasta bouncer at some bar.  Now "Bunny" is a trace and dump
program that looks like a troll-sized rabbit wearing shades and
wielding a pair of mallets.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (14:58:06/9-22-54)

>>>>>[I get it!  And when someone throws a Relocate in its path, it
just keeps going, and going, and going ...]<<<<<
     -- Octagon (14:59:36/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Yep.  And everyone who makes that joke thinks they're the
first.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (14:59:57/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Well, excuuuuuse me.]<<<<<
     -- Octagon (15:00:06/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Had any good river fires lately, A-Dog?]<<<<<
     -- Cyclone (15:00:25/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Look, folks, I know this is the stand-up comedy capital of the
world, but I didn't pay Fat Cat and his corp sidekick big nuyen to
swap light-bulb jokes.  I need to warn you about something big that's
got up and started walking around out here in Ohio.  It looks like
something you Seattlites are going to have to start worrying about
soon.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:01:39/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Motion seconded.  This is important, chummers, so you might
want to pay attention.  This pipeline may well be the first job I've
done because I actually cared.]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (15:01:59/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Can this be true, Fat Cat?  You?  Charity work?]<<<<<
     -- Frenchman (15:02:33/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Guess this means my contribution is tax-deductible, eh,
FC?]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:03:02/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Only if you're dumb enough to pay taxes.]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (15:03:27/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Touche, ami gras.]<<<<<
     -- Frenchman (15:03:47/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Fun and games aside, how do you folks feel about having
another Yakuza in town?]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:04:10/9-22-54)

>>>>>[You mean another clan?  I may be missing something, but what
would be the big deal?]<<<<<
     -- You Can Call Me Al (15:04:33/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Not another clan.  An entirely different organization.  Same
principle, similar method, fewer scruples, bigger guns.]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (15:05:13/9-22-54)

>>>>>[I'm not sure I see the point.]<<<<<
     -- You Can Call Me Al (15:05:30/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Me either.  Sounds like something for the Yaks to worry about,
not us.]<<<<<
     -- Neon Leon (15:05:54/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Wanna tell him about Limaal, FC?]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:06:15/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Background first.]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (15:06:26/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Check.  Trivia quiz:  What comes out of Dayton, Ohio?]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:06:51/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Military supplies?]<<<<<
     -- Mother (15:07:05/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Anyone who can afford to?]<<<<<
     -- Cyclone (15:07:16/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Biotech, biotech, biotech!]<<<<<
     -- Zippy the Space Clam (15:07:27/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Right, right and right.  For all its boring rep, Dayton
actually does a pretty little black market business in materiel,
cyber/bioware and identity swapping.  Next question:  With all this
black market business, why is there no Mafia in Dayton, and why would
the Yaks just as soon drop their ops there?]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:08:29/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Ummmm ... beats me.  You've already just said more than I
knew.]<<<<<
     -- You Can Call Me Al (15:08:46/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Okay, sorry.  Didn't figure I'd lose you so fast.  Let me just
give it to you bottom-up.  Dayton is one seriously racist place. They
never gave it up -- I'm not talking about the stuff based on real
race, but on ethnicity.  Euros and Afros still hate each others'
guts.  Well, I take that back -- the humans do.  The metas figured
out quick that they needed to stick together.  And it didn't help
much that when VITAS came to town, it trashed nearly two-thirds of
the Afro population.  Corps smelled cheap land in West Dayton and
scooped it up, forcing the survivors to relocate.  Most of them went
downtown.  Meanwhile, in East Dayton, you've got these gangs forming
of redneck hill rats who can't spell their own names, and they're
raiding downtown and the Oregon district because they think it's fun
to "kill a nigger."  So what are the Afros going to do?  They band
together for protection.  Eventually, they get their own guns and
start fighting back.  Then they start thinking, we've got all these
abandoned high-rises here, we're smart enough to have some
connections, we could be doing a lot better than this.  So all the
downtown gangs pave over their differences and start cooperating.
They organize into a hierarchy.  They start running drugs and BTLs
and raiding local R&D hives for toys to fence.  They start making
money hand over fist, and they use it to bring in some serious
ordnance. Next redneck raid comes in, they only leave two alive --
one to apologize, the other to go back and tell his cousins what
happened.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:14:23/9-22-54)

>>>>>[I like the sound of these guys!]<<<<<
     -- Mother (15:14:34/9-22-54)

>>>>>[They .are. shrewd and courageous, I'll give them that.  But then
things turn nasty.  See, they didn't just bring in enough ordnance to
off a bunch of dumb inbred rednecks.  They brought in enough ordnance
to outfit a small army.  Then they decided it'd be nice if they had a
small army to go with it.  So they started recruiting -- security
experts, street razors, ex-mils, engineer, riggers, deckers, you name
it.  They even got in a few rasta shamans they call "prophets."  They
turned downtown into their private playground.  They even refitted
this old black bank building as their HQ.  And they gave themselves a
name:  the Nation.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:16:43/9-22-54)

>>>>>[.This. is where you need to start paying attention,
chummers.]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (15:17:04/9-22-54)

>>>>>[I don't mean to disrupt the glorious melodrama of the
situation, fellas, but it doesn't sound like much more than a street
gang that suddenly got some brains.]<<<<<
     -- Wimster Cranby (15:17:39/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Yeah, well, the reason we laugh at most gangs is that they
.are. so dumb.  How would you react if the Meat Junkies suddenly
started acting like trained mercenaries?]<<<<<
     -- You Can Call Me Al (15:18:07/9-22-54)

>>>>>[I doubt if it would be cause for alarm to anyone except their
immediate enemies.]<<<<<
     -- Wimster Cranby (15:18:30/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Who would be completely fragged, non?  And if they are getting
smart, they perhaps also start thinking of other things to do besides
tussle with the local street rodents.  They grow ambitious,
maybe.]<<<<<
     -- Frenchman (15:19:08/9-22-54)

>>>>>[You got it.  It's not enough that they start looking like
Yakuza -- racial purity, no metahumans, rigid structure, insular --
they want to do what the Yaks do.  Of course, with the corps coming
into town, the Yaks aren't far behind, and they resent the
competition, natch.  So they start sending people to have a word or
two with the Nation's leadership.  The polite ones walk out with
nothing; the rude ones float out.  Evidently the Nation has some card
that trumps cyberninja, but frag if I know what it is.  The Yaks keep
trying, because it's an affront to their rep.  It's like driving a
Jackrabbit into a ferrocrete embankment over and over. Small wonder
they're getting tired of it.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:21:22/9-22-54)

>>>>>[You wouldn't be telling us this if they weren't branching out,
am I right?]<<<<<
     -- Zippy the Space Clam (15:21:51/9-22-54)

>>>>>[He's quick, this one.  Zippy, wanna go into business
together?]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (15:22:12/9-22-54)

>>>>>[*grin*]<<<<<
     -- Zippy the Space Clam (15:22:23/9-22-54)

>>>>>[You're dead on, Zip.  They got a toehold in Cleveland about
six months back, but they're not visible yet.  I give it three to
six more before they assert themselves.  I was tipped off when they
tried to recruit me.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:23:15/9-22-54)

>>>>>[!!!!!]<<<<<
     -- Mother (15:23:23/9-22-54)

>>>>>[This is beginning to sound tremendously preposterous.]<<<<<
     -- Wimster Cranby (15:23:50/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Hey, no one's forcing you to listen, Wimster.  I, for one,
think this is pretty interesting stuff whether it really is
threatening or not.]<<<<<
     -- You Can Call Me Al (15:24:16/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Wait a minute -- you mentioned Limaal?  They tried to recruit
him, right?]<<<<<
     -- Zippy the Space Clam (15:24:44/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Never mind the partnership, Zip -- I'll just work .for. you!
What's your opening offer?]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (15:25:24/9-22-54)

>>>>>[That's right, they tapped the Owl, right there in far-off
Seattle.  He turned them down, of course.  And not only did they tap
me, but two of my chummers also.  A mage and a rigger.  Othello, the
mage, he decided to go in with them, which is how my posse is keeping
track of what's going on.  Othello has some cojones to be pulling
this double-agent drek.  I think they know about his leaks and have
decided to allow it in the hope that it'll build them an advance rep.
I'm not sure what they'll do when he decides to bug.  We may have to
go and get him out.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:26:53/9-22-54)

>>>>>[You said no metas.  How come they tapped Limaal?]<<<<<
     -- You Can Call Me Al (15:27:11/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Sorry, I misspoke.  They do recruit an elf once in a while, but
it's real uncommon.  Never any dwarves, orks or trolls. In Limaal's
case, I think it was more that they were willing to overlook the
points on his ears for the sake of his rep.  Also, they seemed to
really want Othello bad.  They've never had much to do with magic
before -- prophets liked their monopoly, I guess -- but I think
they're getting more into it now.  If that's the case, they're almost
certainly doing it for an edge on the Yaks.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:28:44/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Eeew.  This could get messy.]<<<<<
     -- Mother (15:28:59/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Or overblown.]<<<<<
     -- Wimster Cranby (15:29:08/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Hey, slot it, Wimster, or I'll run Friendly Puppy on
you.]<<<<<
     -- You Can Call Me Al (15:29:26/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Boys, boys!  Maizitos are for sharing!]<<<<<
     -- Neon Leon (15:29:46/9-22-54)

>>>>>[The point, chummers, is to keep your eyes and ears open.  We
want to figure out just how serious a threat this is turning out to
be.  Maybe it will affect the way we do biz, maybe not.  For all we
know, these guys could turn out to be potential Johnsons.  It may not
be as bad as it sounds.  On the other hand, it helps to know how the
Yaks work, it helps to know how the Tongs work, and it's going to
help to know how the Nation works too.  Remember, they went from
being a handful of drug gangs to being a militia.  If they're going
to declare war on me one day, I'd sure like to know how to defend
myself.  And if they're going to try to hire me, I naturally want to
know what the payoffs will be.]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (15:31:53/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Fat Cat, of course, is thinking how he can get the Nation to
make him rich.  Me, I'm trying to be a little more cautious. Yeah,
I'm Afro, but I didn't jump on their wagon.  I don't know yet if that
makes me a harmless bystander to be converted later or a traitor to
the cause.  And I damn well want to know, because my main chummer is
Euro and an elf.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:33:09/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Whoa.  Are you saying that we're looking at an all-Afro
Humanis Policlub mutation?]<<<<<
     -- Octagon (15:33:34/9-22-54)

>>>>>[I'm saying be careful.  Spread the word.  And share what you
know.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:33:55/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Echoed here, chummer.  I'll let you know anything more I hear
from Limaal.]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (15:34:09/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Thanks.  Hey, FC, I appreciate this.  Worth every
nuyen.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (15:34:36/9-22-54)

>>>>>[Don't sweat it.  Just make sure that check has
bodyguards.]<<<<<
     -- Fat Cat (15:35:07/9-22-54)

>>>>>[ On the move, K-man. ]<<<<<
        --  Prophet <06:47:48/9-23-54>

>>>>>[ This information is very interesting, Atomic Dog.  Octagon is
correct -- and Octagon, neighbor, were I you I would give grave
thought to changing your iconography; 'Octagon' is a word closely
associated with the Universal Brotherhood.

The Nation sounds effectively to be an Afro-American Humanis
Policlub splinter -- or, if I may be so bold, a splinter of Alamos
20k.  AD, if you would be so kind as to discover the different
totems of the prophets backing up the Nation, I might be able to
see so far as to.... counter- act their agression and influence.  I
foresee the slowing of the Nation's expansion without magical
backup. 

There would, naturally, be a price.]<<<<<
        -- Cat (Who Walks/Through All)

>>>>>[Hey, Cat -- you're black.  And human!  Why wouldn't you want
to join up with these guys?]<<<<<
        -- Booster (2:27:59/9-23-54)

>>>>>[Because they are bigoted -- and, thus, subhuman.  If I am
correct, two friends of mine were slain in Dayton because of these
people; the police report called it 'gang wars', but I know what
that is doublespeak for.  It will not be the destruction of them
through their enemies -- it will be pest control.]<<<<<
        -- Cat (Who Walks/Through All)

>>>>>[How high would this 'price' be that you're talking
about?]<<<<< 
        -- Atomic Dog (2:31:16/9-23-54)

>>>>>[Rather simple, really -- no money, but rather, a favor.  In the
future.  I may need your talents for something, and thus desire to
have as many people behind me to back me up as I can.  Would this be
considered fair and desirable?]<<<<<
        -- Cat (Who Walks/Through All)

>>>>>[Neato.  Hey, Cat, can Mike and I pay off the debt we owe you
by participating in this?]<<<<<
        -- Mike and the Mechanic (2:33:23/9-23-54)

>>>>>[Most of your cybernetic humanodrones appear to be caucasian,
Mechanic.  And both you and your compatriot in mercenary mayhem are
caucasian.  It would not look as good, do you see.]<<<<<
        -- Cat (Who Walks/Through All)

>>>>>[Hey, my 'bots can get skin tone changes; heck, with that new
'ruthenium coating' on their eyeballs, I can change the color of
their pupils to near anything I want.  Zeiss got nothing on me.

Besides, you should need a serious punch behind your magic assault,
eh? And you gotta admit, there ain't nobody else as good at piloting
a deadhead better'n me.  And there ain't .nothing.  better for
hand-to- hand combat than a deadhead.]<<<<<
        -- Mike and the Mechanic (2:38:01/9-23-54)

>>>>>[Deadhead wuss!  Go find somebody else to fight -- like
Terminator, you scraggs!  Ain't fair using all metal against us
mostly-metal guys... geez, you spend all your cash and favors
getting cybered, and along comes some parapalegic geekazoid
drivi(Transmission cut: 2:40:00) ]<<<<< 
        -- Bondo (2:40:00/9-23-54)

>>>>>[True.  I will consider it.  In the meantime, please feel free
to alter.... hmmm.  Janice-4, Max-2, Jackson-2, and.....  hmmm.]<<<<<
        -- Cat (Who Walks/Through All)

>>>>>[Betti-9?]<<<<<
        -- Mike and the Mechanic (2:43:55/9-23-54)

>>>>>[You still have her?  Very well, Betti-9.  Alter those four to
suit the job, please; I will contact you in the usual manner.  These
upgrades I will pay for.]<<<<<
        -- Cat (Who Walks/Through All)

>>>>>[Excellent!  Oh, and we're not at the old place; we had to
scoot from Merrie Olde England.  See us at ***M&M***.]<<<<<
        -- Mike and the Mechanic (2:47:02/9-23-54)

>>>>>[Very well.  And Mek -- don't overdo the upgrades.  I'll be
looking at the parts sheet.]<<<<<
        -- Cat (Who Walks/Through All)

>>>>>[Bogus.  He got us again, mi amigo.]<<<<<
        -- Mike and the Mechanic (2:47:59/9-23-54)

>>>>>[Ms. Lees, heres my report. I and a friend went to D.
Beaumont's brothers apartment to receive more info. What happened
was quite unusual to say the least. The place itself is a very
expensive and reputable place. I had to pass a search for weapons
at the door (done very discreetly and politely) - they did not find
my concealed weapons - good thing too. After talking to A. Beaumont
and his associate a man named Luke, I recieved an envelope. A.
Beaumont does not in the least believe the suicide theory, an
explained why at length. The envelope contained several things, of
interest are: A business card of one Ms. Clare Drake (who works for
a realty firm). My associate had spoken to her already, but will
again. A tarot card of the "Hanged Man" (why Ms. Lees?).  A note to
himself about buying a shotgun and shells, bible and cross
(apparently D. Beaumont was preparing for the worst,(please try to
enlighten us as to why Ms. Lees). Then we went down to David's car
- which at that moment was being broken into by a small group of
homicidal urban ganger youths. These particular individuals thought
be were breathing to loudly and decided to stop us from continueing
to breath further. Luckily my friend, a mage of great skill,
distracted them with artistic illusional works - so entertaining
were they that the gang forgot us momentarily. After expending
quite a few rounds of munitions our way the youths took off - after
a somewhat effective salutory burst of rounds from me. The score
was 3 wounded --- all on their team. At this time we inspected the
car hastily - the sirens of the local constabulary were drawing
nigh. We found unusual scratches, as if made by a claw all over the
vehicle. It was batterted quite badly. I suspect an attack was made
on him while he was in it. We then left, avoiding the police
narrowly. Sp, good job chummer. The illusions were perfect. Its a
good thing too - five machine pistols could have chewed us up.
We'll meet at the club again. I got new info ***HARDWARESTORENAMES
+ Mr. Kim***. Sgt. Jackson, I know you are listening in. I need
info: The gang mentioned were the Tacoma Headsplitters -- who, why,
what ?  Furthermore, get a GOOD bioforen- sics team to analyze the
bumps and scratches on D. Beaumont's car. You know you are getting
free info here by listening in, so give back a little.]<<<<< 
          -- NightShade (23:21:09/9.22.54)

>>>>>[Prophet I need to have your answer on what Mari has proposed.
BTW, why did she pull you aside . . . what did she tell you ?

Milhaus, we need to talk. See me at ***AZMEET**.
***MILHAUSONLY*** Milhaus, Mari is offering an exchange, you for
FraterNay. She wants you bad. I said I'd think about it. She
believes I could kidnap you and deliver you to her. I say we pull a
Snatch&Run. We play the fifth ace on this. Say yes to the exchange
and pull a double-cross. Unfortunately, Marina will be expecting it
- and be ready to play her own double-cross. I need your input on
this.*** 

Poincare, what do you got for me ???]<<<<<
           -- KHANx (23:56:49/9.22.54)

>>>>>[Herr Ganz, I advise you to be careful in your dealings with
Doomsday. I know him -- he is quite formidable.

Slash, what do you say ?  Yes or no?  I need to know soon.]<<<<<
         -- Prince Solarial (23:59:37/9.22.54)

>>>>>[Hey, I've finished my job with Enhance and OrganFinder. I'm
available for the Rescue. Count me in. Should allow me to make some
contacts too.]<<<<< 
        -- Sun (00:05:59/9.23.54)

>>>>>[i'M bACk AgaIn... FuLL oF HealTH...*****AUTOSWITCH TO
ANNIH/6-42.... Override engaged***** RED YOU'RE DEAD ... I'M GONNA
CUT YOU UP REAL GOOD... DON'T HIDE BEHIND YOUR FRIENDS...  THEY WILL
BE ANNIHILATED, TOO *****SWITCHBACK TO ROTFU/1-00....  Override
deactivated*****... wHAt ?? hUh ??]<<<<< 
        -- Rotfuchs (10:18:50/10-23-54)

>>>>>[What the heck is going on in here?? Nowadays it is harder to
log in, than to get hold of a military weapon... There are Tracers
flitting all around and Toasters adding their creative(?) thoughts...
By the way... did anybody notice the FBI-Tracer, that has been
impersonating the 'doormat' lying in front of Shadowland? A friend of
mine showed it to me... I wonder how many traces it has completed
till now... BTW my condolences to you, Spirit (and any other, who was
a friend of him). I didn't know him, but from the talk I heard, he
must have been one heck of a guy...'Even as life goes on for the
living, the dead will always accompany them.']<<<<<
        -- STEEL ANGEL (10:30:55/09-23-54) 
           [Public Access Node LTG 555-13879]

>>>>>[Where the frag are you Ax!!  I'm gettin tired of sittin in the
bug infested jungle!  Get your sloth butts over here now!]<<<<<
        --Cowboy <03:25:20/09-23-54>

>>>>>[ KHANx, your plan to "trade" Millhaus for FraterNay should be a
go. I don't like turning any of my chummers over to the bad guys, but
if we can pull this off it'll be worth it. Besides, Millhaus can take
care of himself. 

Mari kinda threw me for a loop when she pulled me to the side like
that. I was NOT expecting that at all. What she told me was hell of
a shock too. She said that Bill, you know, my old pard that she
geeked way back... Well she said he was working for her now, but he
wasn't the same old Bill. Said to ask The Ragman about what she
meant. Knowing what RM is into really put the spin on me. So when I
got back I asked him to see if he could get an astral recon done
just to be sure. Frag, I hate it when I'm right. Bill's up and
around, but he's in that Z-mode. Creature of the night deal. Flesh
falling off, eyes rolled back, arms straight out kinda thing.
Fraggit, he's a slotting zombie. I gotta do him right, chummers. I
gotta take him down, along with Mari, so he can rest. He'd do it
fer me, so I gotta do it fer him. I'm in this just as deep as
everyone else now. You too, Bunker. Alma mater, you know. ]<<<<< 
        --  Prophet <12:28:37/9-23-54>

>>>>>[ I'm not sure who Mari has puttin' the Voodoo on Bill, because
it sure ain't her. She's powerful, alright, but she's not into that
scene. I'm doing my best to track the sorry bastard who did this.
When I find him, all hell's gonna break loose. ]<<<<<
        --  The Ragman <12:32:51/9-23-54>

>>>>>[ Oh boy, here we go. Stryker, my man, you might wanna strap
yer boots up there. The shit's gonna get deep. ]<<<<<
        --  Bunker <12:34:18/9-23-54>

>>>>>[ Ganz, I feel only disgust for you.  You forced me to try and
lure the lady Jaez from her hiding place.  You threatened my family
then tried to stop me from reaching them.  Well as you probably know
your plan didn't work, I'm moving Mum and Dad to a safe location as I
speak, one which you won't be able to find.  The Carribean League
covers a large number of islands and if you talk to the right people
you'll be suprised what you can do, what's more these people care.  I
may be English but my ancestors orginally came from the Carribean, so
in some ways it's almost home for Mum and Dad.

But Ganz, I hope you learned your lesson from all of this.  Sure you
delayed me at the airport but you really thought I would be alone.
Oh, I know now all about your plan to way lay IBA in the matrix, but
you obviously didn't expect Nightstalker to show up and lend a hand.
I do hope your decker has recovered from dump shock now.  He should
learn in future not to mess with two deckers as experienced as IBA
and Nightstalker at the same time. 

Then when it looked like I would get onto the plane without a hitch
you sent you're goons, in.  What a pathetic bunch...  Sure I didn't
want to hang around to be questioned by the police which
Nightstalker so kindly alerted, but I had to admit that the look on
their faces was so funny when Raven summoned an air elemental into
their midst, what with them just trying to keep their feet then the
airport police placing them under arrest it's a shame I couldn't
stay around to see the ending.  Not that your men saw me leave of
course, the lady Raven is quite resourceful with her magical
abilities. 

So Ganz, the moral of this story is that you can't blackmail
shadowrunners and get away with it.  Shadowrunners, have friends
and they always do the unexpected, you didn't realise for example
that after your bungled attempt to prevent me from leaving Seattle
I simply caught an internal flight to NY, but of course you were
only monitoring external flights to the Carribean, weren't you my
dear Ganz ? 

A word of warning now Ganz, you have seen what can be done by people
with friends who care.  I won't allow you to hurt my family at any
cost, MCT tried to hurt them to get to me and it resulted in two of
my friends paying the ultimate sacrifice to help them.  Jaez has alot
of friends, I advise you to stay away, leave her alone, go back to
your boardroom deals or whatever it is you do.  If you continue to
seek out Jaez it will only mean death for you and those around you.
You have been warned. ]<<<<< 
        -The Powerhouse (11:47:22/23.9.54)

*****Encrypt MPCP Nightstalker & Raven (courtesy IBA)
>>>>>[ Raven, Nightstalker.  How can I thank you for your help, I
would have surely spent the next few nights behind bars had airport
security detected the weapons in my luggage.  Raven, you were
great, that was some elemental you conjured.  Nightstalker, thanks,
I don't fully understand what it was that you did but IBA assures
me that you were a great help. 

But, Raven, have you had chance to talk to Cerise yet ?  She hasn't
been answering my messgaes, I beginning to think that she doesn't
feel anything for me any more.  Tell me that it's not true ...
please.  I've tried to explain to her what happened wasn't my fault.
I won't mention it as I know how easy IBA can get past his own
encryption.  Tell her I still love her and if she wants to see me
then I'm always here for her.  I better not give out my location
right now, as the message not given is the one no one will decrypt.
But tell her, that as soon as I'm certain that my family is safe I
will come back and hopefully .... see her then. ]<<<<< 
        -The Powerhouse (11:56:59/23.9.54)

>>>>>[ Ganz just thought you'd like to know, you managed to get me a
wee bit fragged off the other day so now I'd like you to know that
I'm joining Doom in a thorough matrix search for info on you.  Don't
worry, we'll find something somewhere, and when we do, oh boyo are we
gonna have fun breaking your little empire up.

Watch yer back Ganz, I'm after ya. ]<<<<<
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

*****Encrypt Nightstalker MPCP only 
>>>>>[ Come on Nightstalker, I know something definately happened.
PH was right about me reading his encoded messages btw :), I do it
all the time, I don't think he knows though.  Look I know it was
something to do with you Raven, Highlander, PH and Cerise.  I also
know that somehow Cerise got really embarrassed.  So come on, I've
got good encryption, not that I need it to hide it from Raven.  Let
me know the biz, I'll keep ma trap shut, I promise. ]<<<<<
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[By the way -- I just got a simrecording of FoxRox's retrieval
from that Tir twit -- no, it wasn't Solariel.  However....

Solariel, you have a very good information source or sources to know
about so many things; I will have to take this into account, or else
I can use this against you.  Apparently, shadowkiddies, the Prince
Solariel managed to have one of his men there as an observer -- if
you remember the second bodyguard on the left, ye who were there,
that's the gentleman I direct your attention to.

Now, either Solariel's home folk are double-crossing him (or their
other, ah, employer) or else he's got the skill necessary to plant
them in sensitive spots.  One of the leading gentlemen is a paladin
I've located as being within the households of the Fab Five.  I can't
really say exactly .whom. -- the only places I've ever caught sight
of him are at official functions, when all the First Five are
together. 

But bulldrek -- something screwy is going on there.]<<<<<
        -- Far and Gone (8:09:12/9-23-54)

>>>>>[ Finally managed to get some info on the injured bloke that you
are nursing Dumbhead, took quite some time what with him being
delerious and Nige managing to find the key to my drinks cabinet. Now
that both of them are sleeping, or sleeping it off as may be the case
I tell you what we have discovered so far. ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <14:03:04 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[ Duh! Ok Snow, bu' please don use all them big words like yu
do all the time. Dey make muh  head hurt an I don like it when muh
head hurts. ]<<<<<
        -- Dumbhead <14:05:12 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[ All right Dumbhead, I will try my best.

So from what Nige could understand, the man you helped comes from
Europe like Nige and I. Except he comes from a place called
Switzerland, Geneva to be exact. He kept on repeating a name
"Captain Alexander" and it seems that this "Alexander" is after
him. No Dumbhead I do not know why. He also talked about Geneva
Orbital and something about the Old Town. A name also came up
"Flanagan" and quite often he repeated the word "Misty", but the
stange thing was that he said it in english. Well that Dumbhead is
the sum total of the knowledged gleaned from the gentleman. ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <14:10:23 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[ Whut does gleaned mean Snow, an is he goin' to be
alright?]<<<<< 
        -- Dumbhead <14:11:50 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[ Gleaned is a posh word for got Dumbhead and you do not have
to worry about him. Between Nige's first aid Activesoft and my
spells we managed to heal his wounds. He has quite a lot of Cyber
on him and Nige said some of it is definitly non standard from what
he could see. ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <14:15:00 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[ Duh! That's sounds great Snow, I don want anyting to happen
to de guy, he seems real nice. ]<<<<<
        -- Dumbhead <14:16:32 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[ Only time will tell Dumbhead, only time will tell.  Oh hello
Nige, AND HOW ARE WE THIS AFTERNOON? ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <14:18:10 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[ Ouuuh! Drek Snow, you don't 'ave to yell so bloody loud do
yer? Flipping 'eck, me bloody 'ead feels as if someone is trying to
drill their way out. I think me toungue needs a shave as well. What
fragging hit me mate? ]<<<<<
        -- Nige <14:21:05 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[ Try a bottle of malt and half a bottle of rum, which I hasten
to add you are going to replace. ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <14:23:38 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[ That all? Bloody 'ell I am getting past it in me old
age.]<<<<< 
        -- Nige <14:24:47 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[Solariel, you are certainly audacious.  I get involved in the
Tir politics as often as once a year.  This is not to say that I
don't follow them -- I do -- but I very carefully keep myself out of
them. Attention, you see, is dangerous -- and danger tends to cut
the span of one's life a bit shorter than it might normally be.

Perhaps you do stalk, Solariel -- but you are not born and raised to
it, you are not one who must stalk and hunt, even as you breathe.
Panther does not call to you with voice irresistable, in your body
and mind and soul so that you have no choice but to answer his
summons. 

You are *human*.  I work with humans only if I must.]<<<<<
        -- Cat (Who Walks/Through All)

>>>>>[*dryly* Oh, I appreciate the irony, Solariel.  I just don't
find it humorous.  And perhaps you should get better blood -- the
current stuff is overloaded with logic-wrecking hormones and whatnot.

Yeah, I've still got emotions -- but, as always, they are .mine.  to
feel and .mine. to control.  Your demise will be slow and painful,
Solariel. When I leave you, you will be alive -- oh yes, living and
breathing -- but you will be penniless, dry of vigor, destitute,
discredited, devoid of any enjoyment in life or its events.... but
unwilling and unable to destroy your miserable, conniving existance.
Your enemies will no longer pursue you -- why pursue such a
gibbering, sodden wreck of a man? Your friends will no longer claim
you -- this is not the man, the elf, they once loved.  Your country
will no longer know you -- that?  He is a well-designed imposter, for
what reason we do not know, for nothing could come of such a pitiful
specimen. 

You, Solariel, will be my second masterpiece.  And, I hope, my
last.]<<<<< 
        -- The (Dead) Wyrm Ouroboros (Here I'm not!/Nyah-Nyah-Nyah)

>>>>>[ Snow, what kinda way is that to treat a chummer, and whose
idea was it to call him Dumbhead ?  The name sucks.

Chummer, I'll call you Big Guy for now, if you are what I think you
are.  Why do you put up with the abuse from your so called mate
Snow?  Stand up for yourself a bit chummer.  My father goblinized
not long after I was born but he showed me that just because you're
big, strong and have a thick skin doesn't mean that you don't have
feelings. ]<<<<< 
        -The Powerhouse (14:09:09/23.9.54)

>>>>>[Solarial, (grumble) I accept your offer.  But if you mess with
us or try anything(I STILL don't trust you) we will hunt you down and
make the rest of your life miserable.  And Smoke grenades, flares,
and a concussion or two are all you should need for a distraction.
If anything else heavier is needed, we'll bring it in
ourselves.]<<<<< 
        --  Slash(09:22:03/09-23-54)

>>>>>[Bloody Hell.  Thank you, Slash, and Action Jackson for getting
caught, and.... oh, Madonna, any and all gods, goddesses, deities and
totems that are out there....

Slash and crew, I'll be there -- but if you try to muck with .my.
operations, you can kiss your sweet bums goodbye.  Let's see,
InterPol New York.... NY.  Haven't broken into any NYC systems in a
couple of days.  Hm.  Better go look, they might have something
new...]<<<<< 
        -- The (Dead) Wyrm Ouroboros (Here I'm not!/Nyah-Nyah-Nyah)

>>>>>[ Powerhouse, I had nothing to do with the naming of my friend
here. When I first met him, he introduced himself to me as Dumbhead.
Like you I felt rather put out having to refer to a good freind as
Dumbhead, but he insists that it is his name. I did some research
into his background and it seems that when he was young everybody
refered to him as Dumbhead, so much so that he thought it was his
name. It seems even his parents called him Dumbhead! No one know what
his real name is and he says that both his parents are dead, and I do
not know how to find his records.  Both Nige and I have tried to get
him to change his name, but he will have nothing to do with it.
Dumbhead is a good friend and very handy to have around when there is
trouble. Let's face it he is somewhat lacking in the brains
department, but a real nice Troll.  Though he is very touchy when it
come to his name, he insists on being called Dumbhead and there is
nothing we can do to change it.  Frankly, would you argue with someone
who can pick up a Street Samurai and throw him headfirst into a wall?
Not me. So I just call him by the name he has chosen. It is the old
joke: "What do you call a 3 metre tall Troll with a large club?"
"Anything he says." So chummer, you can call him what you like but do
not be surprised if he takes exception, and frankly I have the
feeling there is more to him that it seems. ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <15:53:30 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[ Duh! Powerhouse, what's dis idea of calling me Big Guy? My
name is Dumbhead. I tink it's a nice name, I mean dats de name my
folks gave me, so it is my name, right? You know dat guys have tried
to call me udder names, but it just hurts my head, an I never
remember dem. I like my name an I get mad at anyone who
doesn't.]<<<<< 
        -- Dumbhead <15:59:22 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[ See what I mean, and for Pete's sake, please do not get him
mad. The last time it took me a week to clean up after him. ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <16:00:56 / 23-09-54>

>>>>>[Um, has anybody thought that maybe all four 'Ganz's that Doc
Doom has offered us may all be the same blowzer?  Smuggler,
revolutionary-gone- terrorist-brain-for-hire, fixer.  Sounds like
they could all be one and the same bloke, huh?]<<<<<
        -- Squoosh (10:05:58/9-23-54)

>>>>>[Good point.  Doom, Hangtime, Nightstalker -- can the three of
you see so far as to try to correlate locales and times that these
different 'Ganz's have been seen, and try to estimate whether or not
it could have been one and the same?

I'm going to go a-hunting in England -- I've a few more contacts
there than I do in the rest of Europe, and though the Brit section
of the 'Trix isn't home for me, it's one of those places I go on
vacations. Let's see what happens when I run a serious Subject
Search on the Chancellery Net....]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (10:06:15/9-23-54)

>>>>>[Boxer, you can't do that -- C-Net is as nasty as they come.
Terms get wraithed there constantly, trying to get a look at the
Who's Who of the Isles.]<<<<<
        -- Meghan the Red (23-9-54/14:07:53)

>>>>>[Right, Meghan.  That's why I don't know about your bodyguard
being a mage, or your contact down at MI-5, the one with the limp
from where a barghest took a chunk out of his calf, eh?  Nope, I
don't know nothing, nope nope nope nope.]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (10:08:08/9-23-54)

>>>>>[Puckernuts!]<<<<<
        -- Meghan the Red (23-9-54/14:08:59)

>>>>>[ Well if he wants to be called Dumbhead then Dumbhead it will
be.  I for one am not gonna pick a fight with a troll, I might hurt
him :) ]<<<<< 
        -The Powerhouse (15:21:12/23.9.54)

>>>>>[Drek!  Ganz.... ooo!  Ooooo..... crap.  Gotta run.]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (10:35:00/9-24-54)

>>>>>[Ganz, you... drek!]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (10:39:54/9-24-54)

>>>>>[CUT IT OUT, YOU..... you're dead.  That's it, you two-bit
hacker.]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (10:55:00/9-24-54)

>>>>>[WHAT?!?  How many of you are there?!?!!]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (11:38:00/9-24-54)

>>>>>[You guys are nothing if not sui.... drek.  Another trace.
Grrrr....]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (11:59:59/9-24-54)

>>>>>[You know, one of these days I'm going to get TIRED of
rerouting your traces, and I'm gonna.... arrrgh!  Damn you!]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (12:21:11/9-24-54)

>>>>>[Now, then, I can..... wait a second, here's another
incoming.]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (12:48:36/9-24-54)

>>>>>[[**DX5344cc81: Running.....
      [**TRACE SEQUENCE ALERT
      [**INITIATE: Relocation Subroutine 22.3.26
      [**INITIATE: Countertrace Subroutine 6.3.0.5
      [**RELOCATE: Running.....
      [**TRACE: Running.....
      [**RELOCATE: Running.....
      [**TRACE: Running.....
      [**RELOCATE: Adjustment initiated --
                                        completed....
      [**TRACE: Adjustment initiated --
                                        completed....
      [**RELOCATE: Running.....
      [**TRACE: Running.....
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                                        completed....
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                                        completed....
      [**RELOCATE: Running.....
      [**TRACE: Running.....
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      [**TRACE: Running.....
      [**RELOCATE: Program Failure: Location/Identity reported.
      [**TRACE: Program Failure.
      [**SEQUENCE: Notification [r--t] at [Moebius.]  Defensive sequences
initiated; available system power 87%.  Available CPU time: 32%.
Estimated time of effective resistance: 107.4223 seconds.]<<<<<
        @@Moebius (1:00:00/9-24-54)

>>>>>[Fuck!]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (1:00:00/9-24-54)

>>>>>[ He, he, having problems with traces eh Dead Decker? Me I run
so fast they just can't catch up with me.  Then when I get close I
activate the latest version of ma masking prog.  Nah, but seriously,
I've been doing research on Ganz, nothing positive yet, he seems to
have covered his tracks fairly well, and well I saw you were having
probs, so how about you mail me the LTG address of where you're at
now and I'll punch it up and come join ya.  Maybe I can keep those
traces off of ya to give ya the chance that you'll need to make those
searches.  Ganz can't have an endless supply of deckers activating
traces now can he ?  Can he ? ]<<<<< 
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[ Hurt Dumbhead, that will be a first. No let me honest with you
Powerhouse. There is not much that can hurt Dumbhead, injure him yes,
but hurt him! He seem to have an amazing capacity for absorbing pain,
I saw him take a point blank blast from a Panther Cannon and not
flinch, even though he was bleeding quite profusely.  He then
proceeded to rip the cannon from the blokes hands, bent the barrel
and then picked up the poor fragger and threw him out a 6th floor
window. At this point he realised he was hurt and collapsed. I have
to check it out, but I have the feeling that Dumbhead might be a
physical adept. Trouble is he will not let me get close enough to
check. He says he is afraid of magic, I have enough trouble just
trying to heal him. ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <17:21:28 /23-09-54>

>>>>>[Questions, questions.

A: He can have a near-endless supply; he doesn't.

B: I can't afford to run, but my Masking should be accurate against
everything.  Can't defend, though, when an entire system is hunting
you down.  

C: Can't tell you where I am -- that's where Moebius is.  Not
entirely.... normally accessible.  That's part of the reason why
they're having a hard time tracing him.  It.  IT, dammit, it.  Not
he.  Shit...

I gotta go -- we rerouted hi... ITS link, but they're searching
again. Listen, if you see any 5' bulldogs with spiked collars
running around, dump 'em for me -- that seems to be their general
iconography.]<<<<< 
        -- The Dead Decker (1:07:00/9-23-54)

>>>>>[Frag, Frag, Frag!  I'm gonna git dat son of a bitch!]<<<<<
        -- Gawk <12:07:34 / 9-23-54>

>>>>>[upload:##file Fe300x.3 ......................

EYE ON THE WORLD -- PARIS, FRANCE 
Synthia Talstra, A.K.A Crystal, was executed at 12:00:00 this
morning.  Officials found that she was involved in terrorists group
"The Black Tide" which has become active in the city in the past few
weeks.  At the time of her arrest, she was seen with a young Ork
male.  This ork is wanted in conjunction with numerous crimes in
Paris and in the UCAS.  Lt. Marcus Le'puent of the Special
Anti-terrorist brigade commented on the trial saying, "This is a
message to anyone that dares commit these heinous acts on French
soil.  You will be delt with quickly and unmercifully." ::ENDFILE

Gawk, I'm sorry, but I just heard this on the Trid.  I suggest you
flee quickly before you follow her.]<<<<<
        --SnItCh  <12:03:12 / 9-23-54>

>>>>>[Drekheads.  That's it..... where's that signature variance
sequence I created?]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (13:24:13/9-23-54)

>>>>>[Get OFF my BACK you SODding SHITheads!!  Bloody..!!]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (13:28:14/9-23-54)

>>>>>[HERE we go.....  eat this and Elvis, terms.
      [**IC PLACEMENT SEQUENCE: Initiated
      [**PLACEMENT LOCALE: Seattle Shadowland Mainline and Environs
      [**IC SPECIFICATION: IC Construct Ident 'SW2.3.3 StoneWall'
      [**IC SPECIFICATION: IC Construct Ident 'NW1.9.12 NightWraith'
      [**IC SPECIFICATION: IC Construct Ident 'BK2.0.2 BlacKnight'
      [**IC SPECIFICATION: IC Construct Ident 'LH2.12.14 Lilith'
      [**IC SPECIFICATION: MPCP Sequences: 'GanzGoonz'
      [**IC PLACEMENT SEQUENCE RUNNING.....
      [**IC PLACEMENT SEQUENCE RUNNING.....
      [**IC PLACEMENT SEQUENCE RUNNING.....
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      [**IC PLACEMENT SEQUENCE RUNNING.....
      [**IC PLACEMENT SEQUENCE RUNNING.....
      [**IC PLACEMENT SEQUENCE RUNNING.....
      [**IC PLACEMENT SEQUENCE RUNNING.....
      [**IC PLACEMENT SEQUENCE: Complete: SW2.3.3 -- 25 active.
      [**IC PLACEMENT SEQUENCE: Complete: NW1.9.12 -- 18 active.
      [**IC PLACEMENT SEQUENCE: Complete: BK2.0.2 -- 12 active.
      [**IC PLACEMENT SEQUENCE: Complete: LH2.12.14 -- 15 active.
Now let's see how many of you suckers survive.]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (13:31:08/9-23-54)

>>>>>[I don't beLIEVE you guys!  You're still.... okay, drekhead,
you'n'me, one on one.  C'mon, take your best.]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (13:38:49/9-23-54)

>>>>>[That's it?  Here, have a bite....]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (13:38:51/9-23-54)

>>>>>[So how many others here wanna piece?  Anyone?  ANYone?  Huh.
Lotta echoes in this-here node.]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (13:38:53/9-23-54)

>>>>>[All right, Ganz, I just got the record from the U-Dub.  Trying
to dig up Moebius, are you?  Did you .really. expect to find his SAN
coming out of their kitchen computers?  Blinking drekhead....

You know, you're really bloody miffin' me off, sep.  You get back
online, rakker, I wanna find you and write you a blank check for a
small plot of land.  Did it to five of your deckers, now.  Gonna give
up, yet? 

I didn't think so.  Drek.  Moebius, you'n'I gotta talk...]<<<<<
        -- The Dead Decker (13:40:00/9-23-54)

>>>>>[ Greetings, carbon based life forms! ]<<<<<
        --TickTock (TimeFlies/SoSwat'Em)

>>>>>[ What's wit' him? ]<<<<<
        --Ralph (AWOOOOOO/WerewolvesOfLondon)

>>>>>[ What did you expect? He spent the last two weeks in the
hospital watching old BBC Sci-Fi vids. ]<<<<<
        --Blindside (Now you see it.../...Now you don't)

>>>>>[ Hey, I'm just glad to have the boomermon back, yeah? Is t'ere
any word on Moonwalker yet? ]<<<<<
        --Ralph (AWOOOOOO/WerewolvesOfLondon)

>>>>>[ Yeah, I jus' saw him, an' he ain't happy about bein' trussed
up like that. He's been askin' for his deck, too, Ralph.  Y'better
give it back, I mean, if YOU were in a cast like that, y'd wanna get
out an' go play in th' matrix, right? ]<<<<<
        --Kaneda (Loud is good/Fast is better)

>>>>>[ I'm not sure we should let him just yet. I'm still worried
about his health, and we have plenty of--]<<<<<
        --Blindside (Now you see it.../...Now you don't)

>>>>>[ Ah, give the kid a break, mon! 'e's got to be twice as bored
as we are in there. ]<<<<<
        --Ralph (AWOOOOOO/WerewolvesOfLondon)
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<<TRACE MOONWALKER MPCP SEQUENCE II ENGAGED
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                                ((didn't you learn last time?
                                <<INIT KILLRAVEN 1.0
                                ((take thaPHHHHHHHHHH
                                ((.....
                                ((PROGRAM REROUTED
                                ((KILLRAKKKKKKKKKKKK
                                ((.....  
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<<LOCATION MOONWALKER MPCP **ENCRYPT.2**

>>>>>[ So,the game is afoot once more! You and yours will be mine
soon, little one. You should not have crossed me. ]<<<<<
        --WYLLYNDR (.../...)

>>>>>[ Oh drek ]<<<<<
        --Ralph (AWOOOOOO/WerewolvesOfLondon)

>>>>>[Slash, I'm quite glad you accepted m offer. I'm sure we can
benefit each other. As for trying anything - what would I try ????
Cat, you are right, I am not the essence of predatory instinct that
you are -- I am rather more "human". I use subtlety, strategy, and
intellect. What I lack in instinctive guidance, I make up in "human"
guile, cunning, persevearence, and rational thought. Cat, beware the
tool-useing mammal . . . he is dangerous indeed. Wyrm, you constantly
amaze me. While I do believe you in your sincere desire to destroy
me, you, my friend, lack an understanding of my intellectual
structure. I can never be finished, I always have another plan or
asset. My risk vulnerab- ility is always limited. I have ties and
contacts and information that shall always keep me secured to power.
A setback is just that, any misfortune or ruin I might suffer has
been planned for, I'll crawl my way back to power inevitably , as I
did the first time.  Never shall your masterpiece be anything other
than a mockery of your impotence.

Whoever exposed my Paladin asset, be warned, I dislike wasted
assets, and you have just cost me time, effort, and
information.]<<<<< 
        -- Prince Solarial (13:31:50/9.24.54)

>>>>>[ Far an' Gone....I __WAS__ there! An', I wanna know WHA' th'
drek is goin' ON! I donna take kindly ta ANYone tryin' ta harm m'
terms...PARTICULARLY not m' lady love! An' this whole smeggin' idea
o' a rakkin' PLOT is startin' ta TORQUE M' OFF...*false calm* jus' a
_scoach_! Now, if ya've got anythin'...  anythin' at ALL...I wanna
KNOW! E`en if tis jus' mindless speculation...I DONNA CARE! I JUS'
WANT _ANSWERS_, GAWD FRAGGIT ALL! *regains composure* So... chummer,
twould be MOST `preciated, if ya could come up with somethin'...ka?
*almost cheerily* Remember...anythin' at all...*placid smile* ]<<<<<
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ An'..._Lord_ Solariel...jus' a side note, a lil' _thought_
fer ya, ta mull o`er...yer MOST welcome, fer our "help"! *smirk*
Jus'...keep in mind... mayhaps, one day...I shall demand payment--
IN FULL! Not a _threat_...merely a "reminder"...Illyah?  *cordial
smile* ]<<<<< 
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ Powerhouse:  It was no problem.  An occasional matrix battle
keeps my reflexes up.  I'm glad you got your parents to a safe
place.  If you need any more help you know where to locate us. ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <13:36:51/09-23-54>

>>>>>[ Powerhouse, I can not contact Cerise right now.  She is not
answering her phone and isn't at her apartment either.  Give her
some time.  I think she is still upset about that night. ]<<<<<
        -- Raven the Mage <13:39:16/09-23-54>

>>>>>[ I'm not talking to him because I don't want to.  Now stop
setting off my phone.  It's a fracking pain to have to shut it off
every half hour. ]<<<<< 
        -- Cerise <13:41:41/09-23-54>

***** Encrypt: I.B.A. MPCP only 
>>>>>[ You really want to get me in trouble don't you?  Let's just
say she lost her dress and leave it at that.  Alright,
chummer?]<<<<< 
        -- Nightstalker <13:43:22/09-23-54>

>>>>>[ Chummers!  I've got a line on Ganz.  I'm pretty damn sure he's
an agent for some clearing house or money distribuion network.
Although Ganz is not is real name, a man known as Ganz has been seen
with members of various terrorist organizations such as Alamos 2000,
Humanis Policlub, TerraFirst, and dozens of others.

He is supposed to be a human male in his 40's.  Blond hair, blue
eyes, Germanic features.  Dresses like a rich corper.

That's all I've got for now.  I've got to go pull someone else's fat
out of the fire. ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <14:07:43/09-23-54>

>>>>>[Denizens of the Shadows:

I am offering a reward of 200,000 nuyen for the death and subsequent
delivery of the runner you know as Journey.  His non-posting on this
bbs has contributed to my inability to find him.  The warrant is open
to anyone and is non-negotiable.  I will await a reply.[<<<<<
        --Dorian <04:25:15/09.22.54>

>>>>>[Hey I can use that sort of cred!  Maybe I'll look up this
Journey.}]<<<<<
        --Snick <04:32:08/09.22.54>

>>>>>[ WIIIZZZ! ANOTHER piece a' pudlickin', mother-rubbin' Humanis
BULLSHIT! I havenna' tangled with th' Polis, in a while...*sigh* If
THIS turns outta be "th' man"...lemme KNOW, K? Jaez n' I've had our
differences, tis true! But, she's a right fine young lass, an', if
this piece a' rakkin' Troll dung (NO offense, there, m' LARGE &
CAPABLE tusk-ed friends!=) is plannin' on takin' her down...I know
I'M gonna wanna piece a' him, ta hang o`er my mantle, TOO! Keep me
posted, Nightstalker! ]<<<<< 
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ HEY, BTW: Didna Ganz say there twas a PRICE on th' heads, o'
ANY who twould happen ta offer Lady Jaez assistance?! Mayhaps...th'
DEATH SENTENCE?! WIZ! There's ANOTHER one!! *smirk*  Anybody out
there takin' bet on who's gonna collect on MINE, _first_?  Lemme
know, K?  I jus' might wanna put a few nuyen in, M'SELF!
*SNEER*]<<<<< 
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ OH...an' th' WAKE still stands! I KNOW th' idea upset
Spirit...but, we each gotta' deal with this, in our OWN way!
*quietly* Ya know....? ]<<<<< 
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[Dorian, good sir, I am rather appalled.  Why would you want
such a simple elf as Journey?  He is quite powerful, I believe, but
200,000 nuyen for an individual who desires no contact with you
whatsoever?  I could understand it if he was vital to your plans, but
the only thing you seem to wish his presence for is the old addage
"if you're not with us, you're against us." And what of myself, good
Dorian?  I am neither for nor against you, or your friends, or the
Tirs, yet will you offer me the same innane proposition that
presented my new friend?  I certainly hope not, for I would be no use
to you, nor to your enemies, for I have no true enemies-they all died
of old age long ago.  And I desire no more opponents, no more
bloodshed, no more violence, and that is what you offer my friend,
Journey.  So please, retract your offer and return to whence you
came.]<<<<< 
        --  Valentine(17:37:49/09-23-54)

>>>>>[Konnichiwa minna-san! 

Ah...so sorly!  Prease forgive English! Is contlactu on Journey-san
open?  I am new in town and could really use money!

Sanku!]<<<<<
        --  Nishimura Miyoko <16:48:35/09.23.54>

>>>>>[Jes to let y'all know, if yer gonna take the contract out on
Jerny, you may want to buy insurance too. I ran with him nigh on 20
years ago, and even then he was a pretty bad spell slinger.  Since
he's an elf, I doubt he's any slower, and could be he's gotten more
mojo since then too. And besides, he's got some friends here (me
'ncluded) who'd not take kindly to him being dead an' all.]<<<<<
        --Pecos Nil <16:55.00/09.23.54>

>>>>>[As far as I can tell, the Nation bears more resemblance to the
Yakuza than to Alamos 20K.  They don't range around outside their
territory systematically geeking non-Afros.  They are, however, very
tight -- they don't let non-Afros into their organization, and a
non-Afro had better have a damn good reason for being in downtown
Dayton if he wants to leave under his own power.  As for the totems,
I don't have the definite lowdown, but if the Nation's prophets are
regular rastas and not some fried-out apocalyptics, they probably
follow Lion.  A stretch shaman up here in Cleveburg explained that to
me once, though I didn't follow all of it, just enough to figure out
that to them, the Lion is Jah, and by growing their dreads, they are
the Lion, or something like that.

As for these gang wars your chummers supposedly fell in, don't
discount it.  There are plenty of gangs in Dayton, including some
nasty go-gangs on 725 and I-675.  If your chummers were Afro or meta,
they might also have been killed by hill rats.  Warning to anyone
thinking of going to Dayton to check this scene out:  Hill rats are
not like you and me.  We hear about "random street violence" all the
time, but precious little of it is as random as a hill rat.  They
don't reason enough to figure out .why. they want to kill you -- all
of a sudden it just hits critical mass in their tiny brains, and
BLAM.  And unlike the Nation, they like to leave the fort to hunt
Indians.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (19:02:41/9-23-93)

>>>>>[Addendum from a former Daytonian:  The go-gangs are worse than
the regular gangs.  725 is a commercial strip with lots of vice
parlors for low-level wagers looking for a good dirty time, and the
gangers on that road are more into terror than turf.  The ones on
741, 825, I-675, and UCAS 35 are more defensive.  And I have to
confirm Dog's assessment of the local "white trash."  If you plan to
hang out in Linden Heights, bring weapons of mass destruction and a
getaway tank.  Not that they're that tough individually, but if you
pick a fight with one of them, be prepared to fight his whole
fragging armed-to-the-rotting-teeth clan.]<<<<<
     -- Low Flyer (19:07:23/9-23-93)

>>>>>[Dare I ask if there's anything GOOD about Dayton?]<<<<<
     -- Calamity (19:08:11/9-23-93)

>>>>>[Well, to be truthful, I've only been there on one extraction
and a couple of smuggling runs myself.  I'm not a native, and I took
my contacts' advice and avoided East Dayton myself.  In fact, what
I'm telling you is about half second-hand.  There's a freenet in
Dayton called the Village Green Preservation Society.  I'll see if I
can talk some of their deckers into uploading some local dope.  I can
tell you two very good things about the Dayton 'plex myself, though:
the cybertech research labs around Wright State and the Yellow
Springs Street Festival.  Yellow Springs is as magician- thick as
Coventry, if you know Cleveland, or Little Earth, if you know
Chicago.  Othello went batdrek over some of the talismans on sale at
the sidewalk sale; said they were an absolute steal for the
quality.]<<<<<
     -- Atomic Dog (19:16:14/9-23-93)

>>>>>[You thought I was hiding?  Well, Dorian, this time I kept one
of... 

***TRACE INITIATED****....   
(INITIATE SLAMMER)..
***TRACE ABORTED****
SIG PECOS NIL 

...your Corsairs alive long enough to find out your story.

And guess what.  I'm telling everybody.  For those of you who care,
Dorian ***TRACE INITIATED*** (LAUCH HUNTER) ...***TRACE BROKEN***SIG
LIVEWIRE is a Prince.  Yup, a Prince just like Lugh, and Laverty and
even this kid Solarial who thinks he's the cat's meow.  But he's from
the "fourth" world.  That Corsair I had hanging off of the Sound's
bridge said Dorian ~~~MESSAGE OVERWRITE~~~~~...
(EXECUTE MIRROR)....~~~OVERWRITE FAILED~~~~SIG SILICON SALLY
was one of the Old Princes of Atlantis.  It seems Atlantis was an
Elven Tir. How am I doing so far, Dorian?

He wants to bring back the old days, guys.  Wants to put the elves
(all elves? or just those on his side?) in their rightful place as
rulers. Well,  I don't know if this is drek or not, but I don't
play into the games of Kings that are being played.

This is a different world, Dorian, and it will never be like the one
you knew. And I think I have had enough of you and Diana and all of
the others with your delusions.

Anybody who wants a piece of me, come on.

In the meantime, I am putting a price on your head, Dorian.  200,000
nuyen to each of the members of the team I select to take you out.
Anyone who wants to join me, leave a message here, for all to see.
I've had enough of this clandestine drek.

Oh, by the way, thank you to the 18 deckers who have kept this
message from being erased and traced.  25 k to each of your
accounts has been transferred.]<<<<<
$$$$$EXECUTE IC MPCP TRACE MEGA PULSE$$$$$
^^^^PULSE CANCELLED..TRACE CANCELLED..MPCP IC REDIRECTED^^^^
        --Journey aka Stormwind aka Nicholas MacGregor
          <18:42.23/09.23.54> 

>>>>>[Ouch!  That just fried my last Fuchi!  Dorian, this is going
to cost you big time!  No more of your "Just find out where he is
and stop him!" drek. Find yourself another decker!  And I expect
payment in full!]<<<<< 
        --Lew ell 'Yn <16:58.22/09.23.54>

>>>>>[ ohdrekohdrekohDrekOHDREK! ]<<<<<
        --Ralph (AWOOOOOO/WerewolvesOfLondon)

>>>>>[ Hi! What's goin--Hey, watch it! Ow! What the hell! Where are
you taking me? Guys? Guys! Slow down! Hey, watch the-- >SLAM<
...door. What the frag is the drekking 

RUSH!?! ]<<<<<
        --MOONWALKER (Note/Torious)

>>>>>[ NoTimeNotNow! Bleeding Frozen Hell on a Popsicle
Stick.]<<<<< 
        --Blindside (Now you see it.../...Now you don't)

>>>>>[ Now ^there's^ one I haven't heard before. This must be a real
problem, right guys? Right? hey guys! ]<<<<<
        --MOONWALKER (Note/Torious)

>>>>>[Not to mention the extreme bad taste in asking shadowrunners to
turn over one of their own. That's how that Ganz slot got everyone on
his case.]<<<<< 
        -- Raven <Quoth the Raven/Nevrmore>

*****GNUEncrypt.DAWNSIODADD CATH.1190
>>>>>['Dawnsiodedd cath'. Cute, Raven. Annerch, BTW.  

I hate to send this by way of Shadowtalk, but someone here in the
Land of the Young wants to keep us incommunicado. I can't reach you
directly, so you better have done a good damn job on this encrypt.
We're going in this weekend. Irenis says it can't wait.  Tell Six-Pack
to have the others aboard the Whale tonight. We'll touch down in
Portland tonight and meet them at the target site day after tomorrow.
And tell Six-Pack to remind them that this is NOT a hostile
extraction. Keep casualties to a bare minimum, and be QUIET! I do NOT
want a replay of that Fukiyama affair. Cysgod ac dwr melys.]<<<<<
        -- Cat Dancing <21:27:52/09-23-54>

>>>>>INCLUDE: LIVE TRIDEO FEED:

Scene from the exterior cameras of the XLV, giving a 360-degree
view: Darkened cavern, illuminated by  light spilling from hatchway
of the vehicle, no visible cieling, only endless expanse of
steel-plated floor. 

Forward floodlights come on and side hatch closes. After a moment,
your eyes adjust to the harsh light underground and you can see the
vastness of this underground tunnel, strange technology hanging
from the arched ceiling some 50' overhead. Looking ahead, it must
extend for miles... 

The sense of motion as the ground falls away and you accelerate
smoothly towrds the ceiling, dodging hanging techno-stalactites and
rusting derricks, until a light appears above you, not of your own
making. Noticably picking up speed until...

Popping into a flourescent-lit, white-tiled nearly vertical tube,
walls rushing by scant centimeters to either side. A sudden shift
sideways, then backwards the length of the ship, and up again at a
different angle. The roof of this tube fast approaching, seeing
more lights and colors up ahead, you think you've risen nearly a
mile. 

Suddenly, rocked by a shockwave from below, throwing you slamming
into the ceiling of.

Waitasec, that's the tube station at Picadilly...  WAS the tube
station at Picadilly Circus, as you disengage from the cieling and
shoot forward down a darkened tunnel as a pillar of flame orgasms
from theshaft you just arose from, tearing a huge hole through the
roof wher you were but moments ago.

Maneuvering faster than humanly possible through the tube tunnels of
London, a wild shriek of YEEEEEEE-HAH! followed shortly by a
clipped, british "I do wish he wasn't enjoying himself so much."
Dodging over a heap of rubble in a blackened and smokey
Knightsbridge, sailing through a ragged chasm webbed with shattered
electrical cables arcing madly, the splash of a broken water main,
and then out! Out! Into the late afternoon sun! Screaming into a
sky, far away from the detonations below, and peripherally notice
the periodic craters where sections, whole city blocks, of the city
have fallen down into the earth. But your attention is focused onto
the words from tightly-controlled lips: 

"He's onto us." ]<<<<<

>>>>>[ INCLUDE: LIVE TRIDEO FEED:

Skimming away across rooftops, and that strange shimmering that
indicates that Blindside is straining with the cloaking spell
again: 

"We've got to set it down, mon! Reggie, he can't hold this for much
longer!" (Through gritted teeth) "Don't. Call. Me. Reggie."

Then the earth falls away, and gradually smooths out as patches of
greenery appear. The flip side of the adrenaline rush starts to
hit, and you realize just how tightly you're gripping those
armrests... 

"ARHHH!"
"Reg!"
"Watch it, we're Vizzed again!"
"Reg! Dammmit, wake up! Ralph, do something!"
BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP
"Uh..."
"We gotta slight problemo, folks. Fasten yer seat belts!"
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP
And the blur beneath you comes screeching to a halt, tilts up, and
rushes headlong for you. A pair of crossed streets, centered in
your vision like a rapidly widening crosshairs; You catch a glimpse
of a corner greengrocers' window shattering as the world once again
tilts upright, followed shortly by your lunch.

The world blossoms into fire as a pair of missiles slam into the
cobblestones a few meters behind you, shrapnel blasting buildings
and pedestrians into slag. 

Supersonic speeds at seven meters and no margin for error.  Maybe you
shouldn't be watching this...]<<<<<

>>>>>[ Drek it, insect spirits again. Hey Vanessa, pack your bags we
are going to help Spirit. ]<<<<<
        --  Fenris <20:16:32/09-23-54>

>>>>>[ What the drek are you talking about you dumb ork.... Oh,
ANTS, yuck, you expect me to come along, what good am I going to
do, I'm no spell thrower. ]<<<<<
        --  SpotOn <20:28:12/09-23-54>

>>>>>[ But you ARE a physical adept, oh yeah, Nodie we will take a
couple of drones too, there will probably be flesh forms around.
You should be able to handle them. ]<<<<<
        --  Fenris <20:37:03/09-23-54>

>>>>>[ No problem
        [**IC ACTIVATED: SW2.3.3 StoneWall

What the frag?
*** Link Terminated ]<<<<<

>>>>>[ WORM, what the HELL are you doing, you are so drekking lucky
that Courier was there to jack Nodie out..... ]<<<<<
        --  SpotOn <21:13:54/09-23-54>

>>>>>[ All right who's been fragging with my deck, it's NOT funny I
was almost killed. Hmmm, who have I pissed off lately, Soly, na not
him, doesn't feel right. Maybe it was Ganz, but I never was really
involved with Will. Ganz, hmm, that name seems familiar, OH DREK,
Doomsday HELP, I need to meet and go underground with you NOW. ]<<<<<
        --  NodeFaerie <23:03:45/09-23-54>

>>>>>[ INCLUDE: LIVE TRIDEO FEED:

"Where the hell are we now?"
"Just passing Yorkshire."
"Try--COUGH--try to stay away from--HACK--city..."
"Lie down, Reg! Hold your nose already."
"Yeah, an' stop bleedin' all over th' seats!"
(unison) "SHADDAP, KANEDA!"

rolling English countryside far below, the coastline visible in the
distance... And, if you look hard enough, the roiling smoke column
rising high through the clouds over London. No longer Londons Above
and Below, but no time now for sober reflection.  Forget, for now, the
deaths of so many. and Swallow, for now, the rage. Just remember the
picture imprinted forever in your mind of those whose worlds have
been extinguished. Remember, and--- "More fighters ahead, people!"
"Can they see us?" "At this speed?, c'mon! B'sides, their radar's
useless..." BEEPBEEPBEEP

"Fraggit! Hold on!" as the world twists into obscene angles and
patterns that Queztalcoatl devised for his dearest enemies...

BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP

Five needles at the edge of a spinning vision...

BEEPBEEPBEE

A sudden straightening, hitting the bottom of a bungee cord to find
it's a steel cable...  BEEPBE

Shot out of a railgun, and a very brief close-up of a sleek bluegray
skyshark 

BEE 

Unfortunately, you haven't reached mach 1 yet, and the explosion of
the wing of fighters deafens you even as it blinds you, for the
fraction of a second that it takes for the actinic shields and sound
dampers to kick in.

"Dammittall! How many more o' these does he have?"
"Enough. get us the hell out of here." ]<<<<<

>>>>>[ WhA'  tH'....? OFRAggIt! Shpirit?! TakEn By BUgs?  WhA'...?
wHEre? HUh....?  How'D th' fRag'D ThA' haPPen...? 
*sigh...uhhhh....* HEY! WHerE'd th' DreK thEy _taKE_ heR, AnyWAy? 
HeY!! Ya kEn coUtn ME iN! ThA's fEr DAMN SurE! BUgS! BiG FUckIn'
WALkiN', tAlkIN'....__BuGS!!! AhWW...DReK! I _hAte_ bUGS! I'Ll _bE_
tHEre! *squint* UGH! yA keN cOUnt On __Me__, sHPiriT! Ya aLwAYs
_CoUld_, ya knOW tHa', laSs! KeN __ALWayS__ coUnT on __mE__!
*smirk* Ta __ScrEW__ thIN'S __uP__, Mos' lIKely! tE'ch...i AlwAYs
scRwe...er, ScrEW thIn's up! nE`er FAils! NeEd It hOseD...JuS' CalL
on Ol' sEan...ThA's rIGht! NeEd iT __jInxED__...dIttO! OH...aN'
dOnna gEt ta AtatcHEd ta Me...nEither... 'cAusE iT'll jUs' gEt ya
fUCkin' __BoXed__! YeP! DeadEr tHan A gaWd-DamNed doRnAIl! wHa
kINda' sHtOOpid, fUcKIn' sAyin' Is ThA'...oH, DreK...m' hEAd!
WhERe's NiGHtfoX?  An'...wHY tH' hEll'S theRe __tWo__ of ev`rYthin'
i sMegin' tYpe..................LINK TERMINATED] 

>>>>>[ A wake...a depressed Elf...two fifths of Crested Ten...a
DECK.... WHAT, my friends, is WRONG with this picture? *sigh* 
Seriously, though, I'm SURE THE Nex meant it, when he said he'd
help out Spirit! He just won't .remember. it, that's all....*smirk*
Oh, he's gonna be a JOY, in the MOR-NING! help......]<<<<<
        RANDOM <THOUGHT PATTERNS>

>>>>>[ WHAT DO YOU MEAN, "WE DIDN'T GET THEM?" THE ONLY REPORT I WANT
TO HEAR IS THE LOCATION OF THEIR DEMISE! DO I MAKE MYSELF PERFECTLY
CLEAR? ]<<<<< 
        --WYLLYNDR (.../...)

>>>>>[ Crystal, Sir. ]<<<<<
        --Venture (21:00:00/09-23-54)

>>>>>[ This is a priority one communique. Override standard
protocols. 

FROM: CMDR. GERALD VENTURE, WEIRD HAPPENINGS ORGANIZATION
TO: ALL INTERCEPTOR WINGS, RAF

INTERCEPT AND DESTROY UNIDENTIFIED FLYING OBJECT PASSING THROUGH
U.K. AIRSPACE, HEADING N BY NE, LAST ENCOUNTERED QUADRANT 14, GRID
52,90 AT 2055 HRS. UFO HAS ALREADY DESTROYED TWO W.H.O. FIGHTER
WINGS. USE EXTREME CAUTION. REPEAT: UFO IS TO BE INTERCETED AND
DESTROYED. ]<<<<< 
        --W.H.O. COMMAND (21:06:12/09-23-54)


 >>>>>[ That ought to satisfy that overgrown
iguaTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH]<<<<< 
>>>>>[MATRIX LINK TERMINATED]<<<<<
        --Venture (21:07:10/09-23-54)

>>ABOMINATION 4.0 ACTIVATED 
>>VENTURE.MPCP LOCATED
>>VENTURE.MPCP COMPROMISED
>>80%...
>>60%...
>>40%...
>>20%...
>>0%...
>>VENTURE.MPCP NEUTRALIZED
>>ABOMINATION 4.0 DEACTIVATED

>>>>>[ Yes, the, quote, overgrown iguana is quite satisfied, thank
you. Enjoy your lobotomy. ]<<<<<
        --WYLLYNDR (.../...)

>>>>>[Happy B-day, brother!]<<<<<
        --Firefox (21:28:24 EDT/09:23:54)

>>>>>[I'm 31, oh NO!!!!!!!!!!!]<<<<<
        --Buzz (The one the only...OLD Human Bee in the Matrix)

>>>>>[Buzz is old, Buzz is OLD HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!]<<<<<
        --Shadow (21:29:05 EDT/09:23:54)

>>>>>[Shadow, WANT to back into the hospital, you just got out of?]<<<<<
        --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

>>>>>[C'mon Max, leave Constantine alone.]<<<<<
        --Gunney (Buzz's soon to be DEAD brother!)

>>>>>[Max, you don't stand a chance against Carl!  Especially with that
broken leg of yours.]<<<<<
        --Firefox (21:33:24 EDT/09:23:54)

>>>>>[Awwww, you take all the fun outta life!]<<<<<
        --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

>>>>>[My Gods Gawk. . . I'm really sorry. . .  I wish I could have
been there to help. . . *FRAG*. . . .

EEK. . . oh I mean WHAT, I just met with Firwraith a few hours ago.
I have the route to get to them.  Apparently more three people, were
going to be at the meeting as well, but one had to double back.  I
wish him the best of luck. Sorry about the rivers, WHAT, it well is a
long story behind why it happened. One of these days, if we can get
some spare time, I'll tell you it. 

To tell you the truth, I was very worried about several things.  One
of them has turned out to be true.  I just hope the rest don't come
true as well. 

And one more thing WHAT. . . I don't think our solution for Lucy was
wise.  It probably would have been wiser to wraith her.  Oh frag. . .
now I am starting to talk like you a little!  We should be visiting
Blitzkrieg soon.]<<<<< 
        -- Phoenix <07:27:23/9-24-54>

>>>>>[Gawk, Blitzkrieg and I are very sorry to hear about Crystal.
If some time in the future we could be of some help, please let us
know.  We'll try our best to help. . .

Phoenix, What, and other people. . . I look forward to meeting you
all.  Some I have already met, and for some this will be a first. 
See you soon.]<<<<< 
        -- Firewraith <07:28:33/9-24-54>

>>>>>[Oh Drek!!!!! NodeFaerie. . . I'll get there as soon as I can.
How 'bout this. . . Meet you at the bar of the first place that we
met.  From there, we can go underground.  I should be there in 2
days.  Well . . . I guess i'm back in da race for this one. . .
FRAG!!!!   Can't I just get a damn vacation.  Is it so hard a thin'
to ask!   *GRUMBLE*]<<<<< 
        -- Doomsday <07:34:13/9-24-53>

>>>>>[Hey, we haven't heard much from Ganz lately.  Supposed he's
stopped logging on?]<<<<<
        -- RAMboy <23:27:29/9-23-54>

>>>>>[I wouldn't bet on it. Though according to the system logs, he
hasn't logged on for a while. I wonder if he's been manipulating
them. Anyway, his silence doesn't equate to safety. I think we're
finally becoming a serious threat, and he's regrouped to fight us
for real. Watch out.]<<<<< 
        -- Jaez <23:28:21/9-23-54>

>>>>>[ INCLUDE: LIVE TRIDEO FEED:

The gentle rolling hills now starker, and enshrouded in the fog's
fingers... 

"I don't get it! They can't see us on radar, we've got no heat or
E-M sig to speak of, and at this height they can't even feel the
boom!" 

"What about visual"

"Ha! Double Ha! We're a black sliver against a nearly black sky, and
we're going...How fast are we going, Kaneda?"

"You don't wanna know"

"Drek, mon! if HE thinks it's fast, it's got to be FAST."

"Interrogative: Is our elven friend attempting to communicate?" (low
moans & gurgles, then sigh with the sound of a datajack slotting...)

>>WHERE ARE WE GETTING OUR POWER?

"the satell--Ohhhhh! I see!"

>>EXACTLY.

"What th' hell can we do about that!? They're in fraggin' ORBIT,
remember?!" 

>>LET ME AT THEM.

"We can't let you do that! You're--"

>>I'M STILL THE BEST YOU'VE GOT, AM I RIGHT?

"But...oh, bloody hell. Go ahead. It's your bloody little head."

>>MAYBE, BUT MY BRAIN'S BIGGER THAN YOURS. ]<<<<<

>>SEARCH SEQ.4 ACTIVATED
>>SEARCHING...
>>SEARCHING...
>>SEARCHING...CONTACT:
>>DOWNLINK DETERMINED: [COM ESA RAF] at [WALES.COM.MIL]
>>INIT KILLRAVEN.1.0                            (Hiya, Boss!
>>KILLRAVEN.1.0 ASSIGN.PROG                     (When an' where, 
                                                 boss?
>>REROUTE BBC2 TO [COM ESA RAF] at [WALES.COM.MIL]     (Yer givin' 'em 
                                                 Auntie
                                                (Beeb fer their sat
                                                 photos? 
                                                (Cruel trick, Boss, 
                                                 I like it.  
>>WHY DO .I. GET THE IC WITH THE ATTITUDE?      (Hey, you designed
                                                 me. 
>>AND STOP CALLING ME BOSS!                     (Whatever you say, O
                                                 Grand High Poobah,
                                                 sir! 
>>(SIGH) ACTIVATE KILLRAVEN.1.0<<

"Any luck yet, in there?"

>>ACTUALLY, YES. IT SHOULD BE JUST A MATTER OF TIME NOW.

"Time is one thing we do not have in abundance."

>>WELL, THAT'S WHAT MAKES LIFE SO INTERESTING, RIGHT?

"I can't belIEVE him. He's running the matrix in a full body cast,
we're all about to be blown to BITS, and he's so CHIPPER! I can't
STAND it!" 

"Calm down, dear heart. He's always like that."

"I am not your 'dear heart'!" ]<<<<<

>>>>>[ Red Dwarf. The entire British Military recon satellite
network is watching Red Dwarf. I keep telling myself, humans and
their ilk are incompetent and not to be relied upon for anything,
but did I heed my own advice? No. 

I am going to take care of this personally, little one. The game has
gone on for long enough, and I am beginning to feel some slight
irritation at you and your colleagues.

I will find you shortly, and when I do, we shall meet for the very
last time, I assure you.  And then, I will personally melt each and
every talking toaster on the face of the planet into a steaming
puddle of slag. 

Red Dwarf indeed. ]<<<<<
        --WYLLYNDR (.../...)

>>>>>[ INCLUDE: LIVE TRIDEO FEED:

At last, the stars have appeared, as a haunting shadow crosses the
northernmost lochs, slipping quietly up and over the jagged
hillsides. Quiet. The quiet that makes the paranoid think it's a
little TOO quiet. It probably is. 

Passing over a tiny village, lights on in the single pub, no doubt
gathered around the town's only telly watching, and watching, and
watching, as London folds into itself.

"He didn't care. That bastard didn't give a Damn who else got hurt,
as long as he got to us. He just didn't care." "Wyllyndr will pay."

"How?!? How can you fight something that ruthless, that cold, with
that much hate? I can't face it! I don't have that kind of
strength! Ever since I linked up with you guys..."

"Hey, who said we were gonna fight anythin'? We've been runnin' away
from everythin' since, oh, what? June? We're gettin' reeeeal good at
it, too." "Where'd Ralph go? Is he allright?" "He in the kitchen,
meditating or praying or some such. Shamans. Hmph. I take my tools
and go sit up front..." "We'll make him pay for this, the bastard.
Somehow..." >>YOU MAY GET YOUR CHANCE SOONER THAN YOU'D HOPED. "What
is it now?" >>LOOK AT THIS LAST POST.

"Oh, bloody hell. (sigh, shaking of head) Kaneda, how much distance
can we put between ourselves and him?" "R'you kiddin'? We're on 40%
o' reserve power right now, an' that ain't much.  Remember we kept th'
ship underground f'r th' last coupla' days..." "Do what you can."

A black fish swims among the faint wisps of cloud over northern
Scotland. And much higher, the displacement of tons of air with the
flap of a great, leathery wing..... ]<<<<<

>>>>>[Ants carried away this Spirit?  Are you all sure she was not
willing to go?  No, I suppose not.  My stance on insect totems is
well known to many of you, so it may surprise you to hear me offer my
help in finding the woman.  If she was unwillingly taken, then a
wrong has been committed, and I will do whatever I can to help put
things to rights.  Is anyone actually in charge here?  If not, I am
willing to lend my own abilities to leading the search.  I know a few
places where Ant has been known to gather; I will check those out,
and report back to the net.]<<<<<
        --Brandon Lowe (00:23:15/9-24-54)

>>>>>[ I thought we'd seen the last of you Lowe, but instead you turn
up and suprise us all again.  I don't know if I ever informed you or
not of my groups decision regarding your activities.  Yes I know what
you're going to say, you couldn't give two hoots as to what my
organisation thinks.  But you should know that IMAS is quite a large
group, I think we have 5 major centres around the world now.
Admittedly this size makes us inefectual in some ways but smaller
groups of us have been know to help erradicate Magical Threats in the
past. 

But I diverse, the matter concerning Insect totems has been
discussed among those 5 major groups that I mentioned. 1 month ago
a convention was held in NY, unfortunately I was unable to make
it.  As you know our group's primary aim is to research and develop
magic, and to use it in the community by educating people and
keeping watch over those who would hope to abuse it.  Well the
convention decided that there was nothing intrinsically wrong with
insect totems, though the shamans amongst us spoke most forcefully
against this view. There is however still suspicion as to the
amount of control a willing host still has over their body after a
merge has taken place, it is to this means that our group has
proposed research into the matter. 

As you may know I'm currently out of town but I will give you a
number to ring Mr Lowe (SEA-6549-640098), ask for Sean Babrouk, he is
a hermetic mage amongst us who has been given the task of learning.
I understand that you wish to keep your own doings secret but Sean
will happily accompany you on any expedition to help rescue Spirit.
If you could explain thnigs to Sean as they are encountered then I'm
sure that the understanding of the true nature of these things will
be widened. 

I hope you accept my request Mr Lowe, it is only the truth that my
members want.  So far we have only sketchy reports of sane
magicians who summon these. Myself and my companions once came
across a mad magician who had been kidnapping people and using them
as unwilling hosts.  He had to be erradicated, but that does not
mean that all who follow Insects are mad.  Please accept my request
Mr Lowe and ring Sean, I'm sure you will find him a most intresting
fellow. ]<<<<
        -The Powerhouse (12:49:32/24.9.54)

*****Encrypt Nightstalker MPCP only 
>>>>>[ Hey come on Nightstalker old buddy you can't leave it there.
She lost her dress ?  How ?  Why ?  Did PH pull it from her or did
Highlander try to mount her on the table in the middle of the
restaurant ?

Now that would have been worth seeing, I don't suppose you have any
pictures ? Nah, I don't suppose you have.  But come on tell me the
rest, I wouldn't tell anyone, not after Raven threaten to give me
boils... ugghh .. ]<<<<< 
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[ IBA chummer I see our old friend is back in town. ]<<<<<
        -Punisher (13:36:58/9.24.54)

>>>>>[ Ehh... which one would that be ? ]<<<<<
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[ Let me give you a clue, there's a famous horse race with the
same name, and it's not the Derby. ]<<<<<
        -Punisher (13:38:49/9.24.54)

>>>>>[ What ?  Oh frag ! I thought we'd seen the last of that
sonofabitch. The fragging drek head, dirty slime, sleazing scum,
vomit of a thousand camels, son of a stinking whore.  KENTUCKY !!!
I fragging hate that guy.  Why do you think he's doing in
town?]<<<<< 
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[ I'm not sure there's no sign of the rest of his old team
though, so it looks like he's working alone again.  I'm trying to
get a fix on his location so that I can pay him a little visit.  I
still have some old, old scores to settle with him. ]<<<<<
        -Punisher (13:42:29/9,24.54)

>>>>>[ Hey !!! Don't forget the recent ones, that fragger nearly got
us screwed in LA or are you forgetting.  Hey, I wonder if he's in
league with ... nah, couldn't be... uggh !  Doesn't bear thinking
about... ]<<<<< 
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[ What the frag are you going on about ? ]<<<<<
        -Punisher (13:45:04/9.24.54)

>>>>>[ Ah.. nothing, just a nasty feeling.  I'm off back to work
looking for info on Ganz, maybe I'll bump into Nightstalker, I need
to do some serious arm twisting in that department. ]<<<<<
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[ Cerise, please pick up the phone... Talk to me please... I'm
truly sorry about that night, I had no idea she would do that.
Please forgive me, talk to me, things are hard enough as they are at
the moment.  Mum and Dad have not stopped yelling at me for still
being in the Shadowrunning business, I have to admit, it's true,
twice now my family have been used to try and get to me.

Don't shut me out please ...... ]<<<<<
        -The Powerhouse (13:52:56/24.9.54)

>>>>>[ You're investigations seem to be going quite well Nightshade.
I normally don't work with scum such as shadowrunners, but seeing as
you're doing my work for me I'm quite happy to sit back and watch the
results.  But you are quite right a relationship which is all one
sided is no fun for anyone so I dug into the police database and came
up with this tidbit of information for you.

The Tacoma Headsplitters are relatively new go-gang they appear to
be operating in the South Tacoma area.  In general they appear to
little different from other go-gangs in the city but their quick
rise to power and little opposition from other go-gangs in the area
suggest that they are not quite what they appear to be.  Their
activities are fairly normal, BTL's prostitution, black market
goods and services for either the Mafia or Yakuza, which ever pays
them the most.  They are also have been known to help fight off a
determined attempt to destroy the Universal Brotherhood chapter
house in South Tacoma, the said chapter house suffered massive fire
damage but has since been rebuilt.  They are also rumored to have
connections to another new group.  The Defacers, these are a
somewhat crazy but harmless policlub with the idea that all evil
comes from shiny, sleek beautiful things, I think the standard line
goes something like : 

"People are made insane by sleek gleaming stuff, it's a plot set up
over the last hundred years.  We must resist these temptations by
damaging them." 

As I said completely crazy, but then that's policlubs for you, eh ?
Miss Lees ? I have some info for you on her by the way, seems she
has a record.  At least two cases of public disorder.. another
nutcase if you ask me. ]<<<<< 
        -Sgt. Vaughan Jackson (14:09:34/9.24.54)
         Lonestar Missing Persons Bureau

>>>>>[ Sir Nightshade, I admit to being as confused as you are on
this matter. I do understand though that the tarot card you
mentioned means 'hopelessnes or futility of action'.  Maybe you are
right about David being prepared for something.  I must admit it
sounds like it, but maybe someone had told him that it was futile to
continue, I really don't know. 

I have to admit I am at a loss as to where to look for him.  I can
only assume that he has gone into hiding from the company he used
to work for, incase the information that he held could cost his
life. ]<<<<< 
        -Miranda L (14:20:29/9.24.54)

>>>>>[ Nightshade, here is some extra information:

Clare Drake, an attractive enoughoman, but has the charisma of a
toad.  If I hear one more word about property values and investment
oportunities in the barrens I do believe I would have strangled
her.  Well it appears the farm Beaumont was staying at was the
Lonely Heart Farm up in Snohomish, it is owned by the SFS and has
been used for some time as a research farm, aparently it was run by
a Mr Daehyon Kim, the man you mentioned earlier.  What is more Mr
Kim was working on a project for Agrigen.  Well Kim left awhile ago
and since then the lease was placed with this property firm. 
Somehow Beaumont found out about the place, decided it would be a
great oportunity for somewhere to relax and bought up the lease. 

I went to the hardware store, according to their computer records
David Beaumont came in just over 2 weeks ago.  He bought fairly
standard equipment, a C.I. digger, a Decker irrigation system, all
small scale gardening equipment. Nothing unusual there if he was
going to be moving to a farm. 

More intresting however is some information I overheard.  One very
annoyed lady complaining to an officer of the law about a group of
vagrants vandalising her car with small eating forks, knives, and
other kitchen implements.  The officer listening definately
mentioned The Defacers.  Which would link in with the information
Sgt Jackson told us and our little adventure in the car park. If
you remember Beaumonts car was scractched in a similar fashion. 

I think now Monsieur Nightshade that we should prehaps take a visit
to the farm. Meet tonight at the club, we can go straight
afterwards.]<<<<< 
        -Spice (14:49:26/9.24.54)

>>>>>[ Well Spice, I see you seem to be managing quite well without
me.  Myself I'm having nothing to do with that Miranda woman, it was
the worst mistake of my life I made to take her out.  Watch that she
doesn't screw you Spice, and listen to Nightshade, he knows the
streets, if you're not careful around Seattle it tends to mean you're
no longer around for it to make any difference. I don't want more
lives on my conscious, 2 is bad enough, good luck in your
investigation though. ]<<<<< 
        -The Powerhouse (16:24:19/24.9.54)

>>>>>[ Ah been out all night collect folks, Spirit has a lot of
friends in the shadows.  We've been getting organized, and Claws
cirlce has been helpin out. They have atleast been able ta pinpoint
inner Puyallup as tha place where Spirit is being held.  As for on
tha streets tha only thing that any of us has come up with is a
strange new fanatic in Puyallup.  Some also mentioned that tha
fanatic met with a suit a few days ago and seemed pretty happy when
he left.  Nothing on tha suit though, and tha fanatic seems ta have
disappeared. Ah am really woried for Spirit, if we can't find her
soon, it will be too late. Well back ta work I have ta go help Lister
with his drones.]<<<<< 
        --Circuit Breaker <09:24:56/09-24-54>

>>>>>[ev'ryone involv'd wit' the Spirit rescue, I 'ave jus' returned
aftre an extensive search fer clues as ta where Spirit migh' be.  It
too' me a few days ta get an' clues.  I went ou' to the Puyallup
area.  Whe' I first arriv'd there I wa' accosted by an insect spirit.
I ha' ta conjure up three grade 4 Fire elementals in order to
eradicate th' spirit.  The spirit took ou' two of my elementals
before the third destroyed th' spirit. 

I then wen' further into Puyallup an wa' attacked by two Spirits. 
As ya can suspect I wa' start'n ta get a lil' torqued at al the
fraggin Spirits i wa' runn'n inta.  These two were tough'r than th'
first one wa'.  I had ta use four elementals on th' first of th'
two.  Then I had ta use another three on th' second.  I had it
pretty wip'd down when I sent a high force flamethrower spell inta
it.  Th' spell finally pu' it down. 

That wa' all that I cou' find ou' in Puyallup, an' I had ta return
cause I wa' feel'n th' effects of all of th' spells flow'n.  I'm
gonna ret fer a day 'r so an' then go back ou' an' hunt up more
clues.  i donna know wha' i will find ou' there bu' I'm sure it
ain't gonna be pretty.]<<<<< 
        --  STREETWOLF(Fire is an Elf's Best Friend)
            (13:10:36/09:24:54)

>>>>>[oops!

--TRANSFER:##File Feeow1233x.DAT...............................
        EYE ON THE WORLD  Paris, France

....In apparent retaliation for the execution of the terrorist,
Crystal, the Paris center for the French Intelligence Ageny was
bombed last night. Officials are investigating the explosion. 
Twenty-three members of the Agency were severely injured.  Fourteen
agents were killed and five are missing....... ENDFILE]<<<<<
        -- SnItCh <13:43:12 / 9-24-54>

>>>>>[Gawk, thanks for your help.  I'm looking forward to the next
time that we can work together]<<<<<
        --Pepe <13:45:34 / 9-24-54>

>>>>>[Phoenix, WHAT an' co.  I am ready ta meet witcha now.  I made
some cool friends in Paris though.  I'll have to go visit! Maybe I
should git a bigger gun first. Fill me in on what's happening.]<<<<<
        -- Gawk <13:49:43 / 9-24-54>

>>>>>[ Gawk are you OK mate ? Sorry about Crystal but it looks like
you sorted your end out. I'll buy the first round.

Righty-ho. What's happen so far. Blitz got his arm blown off and
went to Rome. Phoenix got into a bad mood and hasn't stopped it
since. Lucy went out fishing, ...To Africa ..I think *grin*. We've
got to Rome with this wierdo and his travelling mules. Phoenix got
bored and kept dumping me in streams. We're in Rome and Phoenix
ditched me to "do something first" type bollocks. 

I've think I saw the Fragging Bleeder, Bruce in this city, wandering
around like some sort of drekking tourist. I when to "have a word"
and this fragging bunch of Nuns knocked me down in their bus.
Har-bloody-har. No damage to me but I taught them a few new words in
English sprawl that ain't in the books.  Bugger me, I must have this
Bruce bloke on the brain. I'm off a drink or ten.

Oh - the reason I'm sound(read) so nice,this tossing piece of
foreign tech keeps changing everything I type. The Tobber.

See you here, at Ma's Place - just ask the locals where it is. Or
listen for it. 

And did you send me this fake sword thing ?]<<<<<
        --WHAT(22:25:23/24-09-54)

>>>>>[ INCLUDE: LIVE TRIDEO FEED:

Early A.M.  The stink of fear heavy in the air, not to mention six
people who've been cooped up in a small chamber without a shower
all day, and over that, the hideous aroma of synth coffee--

>>REG, KEEP THE EDITORIALS TO YOURSELF.

Oh. Sorry.

"He should'a caught up to us by now. It's what? One in the morning?"

"close enough"

A glint of armored scales in the moonlight, an aerodynamic
impossibility circling high above, rage still tightly coiled behind
eyes beginning to weary. Aflitter at the edge of consciousness.  not
another cloud shadow, not another flight of birds, but a sinister
spearhead against the highland boulders, slowly... The great eyes
narrow, and in an enormous midair pause... 

AOOOOOGAH! AOOO--

"Contact! Evasive pattern three!"

The flatfish stops, floats, spins dizzingly backward, then yaws
violently and shoots upward sideways, and a dark meteor flashes
past on its way down, a prime candidate for craterhood. But it
widens, curves upward, and skims the length of the loch, wingtips
vorpaling trees on either side. A low, inhuman chuckle

"Dammittall! He almost had us!"

"Hey, yer in good hands wit' Cap'm Kaneda."

"Excuse me, mon, but I'd feel a lot more comfortable if WE were the
ones with the meter-long talons, hey?" 

"Have possible solution, short-term!" 

"Let's hear it." 

"Reroute power to forward floodlights, utilize 100% of life
capacity." 

"Th' flashbulb effect! I like it!" 

"Get it NOW! Wylly's coming around for another pass!"

The sight you just don't want to see: a highland lake below you,
boulders and scrubby trees to either side, a beautiful moonlit
night with the kind of stars you just can't find in the 'plex, only
a few high clouds to spoil the view, and a steel-plated behemoth
with the impact of the average transcontinental freight train
headed straight at you, at extremely high speed, and Smiling. wisps
of steam trailing from those nostrils not enough to hide the glow
of hatred in those eyes... 

"steady, steady..."

"Spin! Up, over and...NOW!"

A crackle of electricity an--WHOOMP

all goes dark for an instant.

Then the world comes back on, spinning crazily, and that loch looks a
lot closer than you'd like it. Then the stabilizers activate and it
levels off, although you still appear to be gliding backwards along
the lake. "I think we got him! He looks dazed!" "'e wasn't flying
like tha' a second ago." "Query: how much time does that purchase
us?" "Not enou--"
 
"I KNOW! I KNOW! I'M TRYIN' TA' THINK OF SOMETHIN! Wish we'd had
those AVM's." 

"Wouldn't scratch 'im."

>>BETTER THINK FASTER.                                  ]<<<<<

>>>>>[ INCLUDE: LIVE TRIDEO FEED:

"We can't keep playing cat & mouse with him forever!"

>>I REMEMBER A STORY ABOUT THESE MICE, AND THIS CAT, AND--

"Happy Happy"

(unison) "JOY JOY!"

"Now Please Shut Up about it, comprende?"

Scattering a frightened cluster of sheep, dodging over the hillside,
dropping past the next rise...

"I gotta go t' emergency power."

"Anybody have any more bright ideas?"

"No."

"Sorry."

"Anti-yes."

>>NEGATIVE

"Fresh out, mon"

"Great. Just bloody great. I wanted to die in the arms of my lover
on a beach in the carribbean, not on some bloody godforsaken
hillside a hundred kilometers from nowhere!"

"Here he comes again, guys! An' he don't look too happy, neither!"

"What's all this about a lover?"

"A man can dream, can't he?"

The flounder limps away over yet another outcropping of ancient
rock. High above and behind, wings shorten, claws extend, and teeth
glisten in a final sneer of contempt as the dive commences...

>>DIE ON A BEACH?

"'ey, t'ere are worse ways to go, believe me!"

"Actually, my desire was to be trampled by an elephant at the moment
of, er, passion." 
"WHAT?"
"Well, at least that way you'd have the most amazing obituary--"
        --CRUNCH--
From your field of vision, it appears as if the great claws have
closed around you, talons scratching your underside, as your sense
of controlis totally lost, and the telltale whine of the turbines
sputters to a halt against the irresitable force sweeping you
skywards. 

"WHOA!!!"

"DrekDrekDrekDre--"

>>I ONCE SAW THIS STORY ABOUT HOW TORTISES FLY

"OhReally?"

>>YEAH. EAGLES LIFT 'EM UP AND THEN DROP 'EM ONTO THE ROCKS SO THEIR
SHELLS CRACK OPEN AND THEY CAN EAT THE INSIDES."

"Thank you, Michael. That was helpful. See you in Purgatory."

>>SORRY, NEVER BAPTISED.

"How can you be so flip? We're going to die!"

"It beats screaming."

-----
A Meteorological/Geological survey satellite circles the globe in a
high orbit. If you were up there, you'd notice that it seems to have
far too many energy- collection panels for a sat it's size, and an
unusual parabolic disk on it's earth facing.  You'd also notice that
it was just now passing over the British Isles.  _____

Wyllyndr triumphantly spread his wings at the top of his climb, his
prize grasped gently in his claws. Now, the game was over, and he had
won once again. He would take great pleasure in personally consuming
each of the thrice-damned B-Team as slowly and painfully as
possible... _____ 

Somewhere, a tracking subroutine activates a relay.  Tiny servos
adjust the disk's precision aim.  The nearly-full storage capacitors
vent into the firing chamber.  And, for a fraction of a second, a beam
of microwaves squirts earthward.  _____

The Vorpal Blade went snicker-snack..._____

Wyllyndr's head exploded.  
Of course, this was so quickly lost in the greater explosion of his
serpentine torso that it could only be seen, much later, upon
reviewing the trid record.  Witnesses on the Isle of Skye swore that,
for a moment on that night, the Good Lord sent down a sign, a blazing
crucifix high in the heavens. It flared, flickered far a moment, and
was gone.  _____ The bolt from the blue struck the XLV, and the
lights came on as the turbines spun back to life. With a sickening
lurch, the spinning came to a halt and it leveled off a few hundred
meters above the sea, as shards and dragon meat and various
unappetizing and overcooked morsels rained down around the black fish.

>DELETE TIME INTERLUDE 03.17<
"So now whatta we do?"
"I don't know about you, but I, for one would like a very large
drink, followed by a very long vacation."
>>SO ARE WE STILL HEADED FOR MANHATTAN?
"Why not, mon? We already hacked in the reservations."
>>.YOU. HACKED IN THE RESERVATIONS?
"So, d'you think things are getting too wierd around here?"
"Definitely"
"I kinda like it."
(unison) "YOU WOULD."                                           ]<<<<<

>>>>>[ FRAGG, from all indications (namely the new ritual that the
magic circle has started) - the bloody insects have moved!!  All of
this searching has spooked them.  We do know though that their
location is father south now in central puyallup.  Unfortuanately
the shamans say she is warded so that they can not get a lock onto
her.  They say that she is still alive and ok but they don't know
how long that fact will last.]<<<<< 
        --Lister<15:50:54/09-24-54>

>>>>>[I really hate to do this, but I am going to have to ask all
Elven Princes with delusions of grandeur to present themselves for
suitable chastisement.]<<<<< --Journey <15:00.15/09.24.54>

***TRACE INITIATED***
***TRACE ABORTED***

>>>>>[Hehe, didn't work did it Dorian?]<<<<<
        --Journey <15:.02.01/09.24.54>

>>>>>[You are an upstart!  I am older and infinitely more powerful
than you, and no matter whose blood is yours, I will crush
you.]<<<<< 
        --Dorian <16:00.00/09.24.54>

>>>>>[In that case, shall we say...hmmm...north end of Puget Sound
at 12:00 midnight four days hence?]<<<<<
        --Journey <16:05.05/09.24.54>

>>>>>[Midnight?  Quite a flair for the dramatic.]<<<<<
        --Dorian <16:08.47/09.24.54>

>>>>>[Nah, I just want everyone to see the pretty lights.  And your
burning body]<<<<<
        --Journey <16:09.12/09.24.54>

>>>>>[So be it.  Four days hence.]<<<<<
        --Dorian <16:10.54/09.24.54>

>>>>>[ Nexus:  I don't think Ganz is actually in the Humanis
Policlub.  I just think he, or actually his employer, supply them
with money or illegal items. I'm trying to scan through some more
data I have, but there is a more pressing issue at hand.  ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <14:36:05/09-24-54>

>>>>>[ Brandon Lowe is back.  Drek!  He's almost as bad as that slot,
Miranda Lees. ]<<<<<
        -- Cerise <14:38:38/09-24-54>

>>>>>[ I'm sorry about your parents, Powerhouse, but I don't want to
talk to you right now.  Give me some time. ]<<<<<
        -- Cerise <14:40:40/09-24-54>

****ENCRYPT~MIYOKO.NISHIMURA**** 
>>>>>[You are hired.  After checking your references and finding you
acceptable, I have deposited 75,000 nuyen in account **####**, and
the rest will be paid on receipt of delivery.  The job will be done
four days from now at midnight.  I will be in the vicinity, so it
must be a close quarters hit.  And do not try to renege.]<<<<<
        --Dorian <16:54.05/09.24.54>
*****ENDENCRYPT*****

>>>>>[ Circuit Breaker:  Raven and I are in the area.  Hopefully, we
will be able to find you soon.  It will be good to see the gang
again.  Raven's got a full mix of spirits ready for action and
me... I'm contimplating how in the world I'm going to kill the damn
bugs. [<<<<< 
        -- Nightstalker <15:19:08/09-24-54>

***** Encrypt: I.B.A. MPCP only 
>>>>>[ I.B.A., I'm not telling you anymore.  As it stands, what I've
already revealed could get me into tons of trouble.  And no, it
wasn't something as crass as the things you suggested.  Cerise was
just showing off and Miranda made her dress fall off.  FRAG!  I
wasn't supposed to tell you that. ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <15:29:48/09-24-54>

>>>>>[ Well first of all, thank you Fenris and Spot-on for the
drones.  Every little one I get up in the air helps in the search for
Spirit though I have had nill luck my self.  As for what to do
Nighstalker? I suggest buying a few cans of raid to kill the
true-form Gits, I'm not kidding it does more damage sometimes than
a Lagger on a vindaloo.  Fenris - do you know anything about
tunnels beneath Puyallup, I've heard about some but I have never
experienced any.  Do you have any leads?]<<<<< 
        --Lister <16:13:45/09-24-54>

>>>>>[Prophet, I bagged Milhaus. We're ready for the Xchange. We go
on your mark. I am aware of your special interest -- I'm with you on
that. Awaiting to here the go.***ENCRYPT*** Everybody should be armed
and dangerous on this one - - I doubt Marina is going to let this go
easy. Remember its a snatch and run, Poincare keep the motor
running*** Marina tell us when where of the Xchange.]<<<<<
      -- KHANx (16:43:28/9.25.54)

>>>>>[I'll tell you when I'm ready - just keep the ice on and
chill]<<<<< 
         -- Bloody Mari (16:48:45/9.25.54)

>>>>>[Bunker, have you ever noticed how shit tends to making a
sucking sound when your pulling your boots out of it?   I hear that
sound.]<<<<< 
        -- Stryker (16:49:13/9.25.54)

>>>>>["Don't lose your head?"  Groan!  Raven, slap Nightstalker for
me, please.  I'd do it myself, if I could get his icon alone for a
second. 

I'm still lying low till I hear from either MacLeod or Rietz in some
way.  Cerise is with me now, and we're doing fine; it's amazing how
safe a mage can make you feel.  No wonder you hang around with Raven
so much ;>.  As tothis Ganz, if you need some help, let me know, and
I'll see what I can do.  I'm currently between jobs, it seems.  Not
that I need the money; MacLeod paid me rather well for the run
against Katana, so I'm busy spoiling Cerise as much as she'll let me.
I just hope I can keep the lass entertained enough so she'll stick
around.  I'm sure I'll think of something......

Raven blushed?  Ha!  I wish I'd seen it.]<<<<<
        --01:45:15/9-25-54
        --Highlander (01:45:32/9-25-54)

*****Encrypt Powerhouse MPCP
>>>>>[Laddie, give her a little more time.  I don't think she's ever
been as embarassed, or out of control of a situation, as she was that
night. The lassie's dealing with it as best she can, and
unfortunately you're getting caught in the fallout.  I know it's
hard, but ease off a wee bit, and let her come find you when she's
ready.]<<<<< 
        --Highlander (01:47:16/9-25-54)

>>>>>[Powerhouse: I never left, actually; I just did not have
anything to say for a while.  This incident with Spirit prompted my
return to a more active role on the board.

I called this Sean Babrouk, and he has accompaniedme on my serch.  I
fear that he will not learn as much as he (or you) might have hped; I
do not make reference to my group in his presence, and the people we
are chasing is an entirely different sort altogether anyway.  I
merely hope to show b y my example that those who serve or follow the
Insects are not evil or twisted minds bent on world domination or
some other such folly. 

As to the search: I think that whoever suggested the existance of
tunnels underneath puyallup might have a point.  Ant is a hive
creature, and is frequently found underground.  Another possibility
are old apartment buildings, but the two of us have made a survey
of the more likely ones, annd found nothing unusual.  We will turn
out attention beneath the streets next, though we will be very
circumspect; neither of us are especially gifted in direct
confrontation, and will e leave that task to the others.  I will
report again when I have more information.]<<<<< 
        --Brandon Lowe 01:58:13/9-25-54)

>>>>>[It's nice to see you to, Cerise.]<<<<<
        --Brandon Lowe (01:59:32/9-25-54)

>>>>>[ YOU'LL give the word?! I don't think so, slitch.  We've got the
joy-boy you want so bad for messing up your career track. You'll do
this fraggin' trade on OUR say so! NOT on yours.  You WILL meet us at
##Grid.Include## in two hours. You WILL have our associate, and you
WILL bring Bill Henderson, or whomever you have impersonating him,
because I know YOU didn't turn him. 

If you do not comply with these terms my associates and I will make
it our mission in life to harass your EVERY move and, to tell the
truth, probably kill you after that becomes boring. Bring along that
loser Kane, too. I got a few things to settle with that wanna-be. Two
hours. ]<<<<< 
        --  Prophet <12:26:54/09-25-54>

>>>>>[ Hoo-hoo! Yeah buddy! Gonna have some fun tonite! Gonna have
some fun tonite! Gonna have some fun tonite! Gonna have some fun
tonite! ]<<<<< 
        --  Bunker <12:32:40/09-25-54>

***** Encrypt: Fraggin' slitch 
>>>>>[ I think that last one'll get Mari's attention. Even if she
thinks that it's a trap (which it is) the last part to Kane should
goad him into making them show.  Hopefully her whole crew will show
up. Then we can clean their collective clocks all at once. ]<<<<<
        --  Prophet <12:37:59/09-25-54>

>>>>>[ Prophet, you'll have your meet. I'm gonna tear your fraggin'
head off, too. And that's no idle boast. If I'm a "wanna-be" then
what are you? You never were any good at this. Just lucky. I swear
you're gonna regret ever gettin' involved in this...  ]<<<<<
        --  Stefan Kane <12:52:14/09-25-54>
            Amazonian Office of External Affairs

***** Encrypt: FociCrew 
>>>>>[ Hook and line, chummers! Let's hope they go for the sinker!

OK, here's the plan: The meet site is about 3 miles into the jungle,
entry point is an unused access road. We used to use it for an
op-control site back in the days. It's actually a very picturesque
little spot and quite well protected from ambush.  Poincare, Bunker,
Ragman and myself are almost there. We'll set up the area and camo
the Hummer. Bunker's got the Vanquisher mounted and calibrated, so
he's ready to rock. Poincare's got me ridin' with half my body
stickin' out the window, what with all his drones we got in here.

KHANx: I need you and Stryker to bring our "Ace in the hole" out to
the meet-site about 20 minutes prior to the meet-time. Better get a
4x4, cuz this road ain't been used in years.

Ow! Damn, Poincare, I think you missed a stump back there! Wanna go
back?! 

I don't know what kind of transport or equipment they're gonna
bring, but we've got some serious firepower on our side. Ragman's
gonna throw a few of those damn watchers out to keep an eye out,
then he's gonna do something that he won't say. As long as it
helps. 

If this works right, we'll have a good lead on yer mom, KHANx. I
don't plan on letting ANY of these fraggers die fast. ]<<<<<
        --  Prophet <13:15:45/09-25-54>

>>>>>[It's .Wyrm., get it right.

And I think Courier overreacted to that wondrous icon; I'm glad,
that's what it's supposed to do.  I highly doubt it would've
damaged NodeFaerie, though -- the variance limits on those IC
constructs isn't .that. wide.  Be careful around the StoneWall,
though.  It's been known to, er, replicate itself without approval
-- though, after that fiasco in NYC, I did a broad-band rewrite on
the thing.  Not all the MPCP limitations kept onto the thing,
though.  Be careful.  I'll hunt them down when I get some free
time; Ganz' 'friends' are still trying to hunt down Moebius, and
Moe is getting odder by the picosecond.]<<<<< 
        -- The Dead Decker (7:51:54/9-25-54)

>>>>>[Well, maybe we can use this to our advantage...you know, the
addage about "opportunities will present themselves"?

*****Include Video Feed, taped*****

This is Charlie Fingers here at on the site where not a half-hour
ago a mob estimated to number at around five thousand broke the
police lines and tried to storm the Interpol Headquarters.

At around noon local time, a large mob, spurred on by a litany of
bordom, frustration, and hate, surged through an NYPD cordon and
police line and rushed the Interpol building where Dr. Alexander
Jackson, charged in connection with 14 criminal acts and a vampire
for over 20 years, remains incarcerated.  The NYPD responded with
gas grenades, water cannons, and rubber bullets, injuring and
knocking out over half the rioters before they had gone
half-a-block.  But still over 1500 rioters reached the Interpol
building only to have massive   t hydraulic barriers, designed to
stop rampaging trucks and armored vehicles, raised before them and
various knock-out gasses released into thier midst.  But somehow,
some members seemed to have acquired weapons and gas masks and were
able to get around the barriers.  Some 100 rioters were thus
equipped and were promptly gunned down by remotely operated drones
armed with machine guns and grenade launchers.  All who passed the
barriers were killed. 

Area hospitals are issuing a general call for assistance dealing
with the large numbers of wounded and gassed individuals and are
asking all qualified para- medic personelle in the area to report
for duty.  Many of those same hospitals are suspecting a large
munber of casualities and injuries from the general populus as
Wednesday's trial date approaches and the mobs grow larger and more
violent. 

In related news, the New York Courthouse has issued a statement that
Interpol and NYPD officers will be at the building in force for the
duration of the trial.

This has been Charlie Finger, good day.
*****End Video Feed, taped*****

So they need paramedics, hmmm?  Well, it's been a while, but my CPR
is still good...  Anyone for a romp off to NY shortly?  Looks like we
have a way to get at AJ.]<<<<<
        --  Slash(12:46:40/09-25-54)

>>>>>[ Smeg, Bloody FRaggin' Smeg  I hate tunnels!!!  BRRR!! But we
gotta go in because Spirit needs us.  Though with the fact of
smeggin tunnels now we could have already gone over their hideout a
few times already!!!!! Smeg!!! Does ANYONE know ANYBODY who knows the
tunnels?  I have found one old subway tunnel but it ended after about
100m.  The circle says that she is still alive and herself, but that
is all they go right now.  Every time they start up the ritual and
get descently along, they get attacked by ANTs from astral.  They
keep on killing off the ANTs (only about two - four each time) but
they Gits keep on disrupting the ritual.  ARRRRGGGHHH its just so
frustrating!]<<<<< 
        --Lister <10:55:45/09-25-54>

>>>>>[ SLASH! WHERE'S Nex?!?  Is he alright!?! WHAT happened to
him?!? How bad's he hurt?!?  SLASH!?! ANSWER ME!!! ]<<<<<
        -Foxey Roxey <14:00:23/09-25-54>

>>>>>[ WHOA! Whoa...ROXEY! WHAT are you _screamin_ about?!?  _Nex_
is FINE! He's not _here_, right now...but, I'm _sure_ he's alright!
REALLY! He's fine! Calm down! What's gotcha so upset, woman? ]<<<<<
        -Slash <14:03:19/09-25-54>

>>>>>[ I don't KNOW! Nex is HURT, though! Don't ASK me HOW I
know...`cause, I couldn't tell you! I just KNOW that he IS! If that
drek-headed JERK has gone and tried to get himself KILLED,
again.....OOOOHHHHHH! I'm gonna MURDER him! I MEAN it! He CAN'T
take care of himself...he never COULD! He's ALWAYS getting himself
into SOME kinda trouble! Always playing HERO! His black heart's too
big for his own good! One of these DAYS, Slash....]<<<<< 
        -Foxey Roxey <14:08:06/09-25-54>

>>>>>[ *distracted* OH, MY GOD! NEX.....!?! ]<<<<<
        -Slash <14:09:18/09-25-54>

*****LIVE FEED*****
Nex wanders thru the door, looking terribly dazed.  His shirt is
virtually shredded, and soaked with blood.  He is also splattered
heavily with a thick, black icor.  He gives Slash a blank stare. 
Roxey can still be heard, in the background...

ROXEY: SLASH!?  WHAT'S GOING _ON_?!?!  WHAT'S _WRONG_?!?! IS NEX
        _ALRIGHT_?!?! 

SLASH: *in response to Nex' stare* Your CHEST! You're BLEEDIN, man!
        What HAPPENED to you?!?

NEXUS: Huh?  *looks down at shirt* oh...uhm...I...*starts to take a
        step, but falters slightly...Slash rushes to supprt
        him*...oww...I...I dunno...I uh...drek! *he seems confused,
        disoriented...possibly from shock* 

SLASH: *leads him to couch, and starts first aid* Just, kinda relax...ok?  I
        want you to take your time...see what you can remember. 
        OK? I'm just gonna clean this up, some...alright?  *Nex nods
        mutely...then his brow furrows, in concentration*

ROXEY: SLA-ASH?!?! WHAT'S going ON?  Is he OK?!?

SLASH: Roxey, hush! Just...give me a minute, wouldja?  Yeesh! 
        Now...NEX?  WHERE were you?

NEXUS: Uhm...*thinks a moment...answers slowly*...Puy-Puyallup?  I went o`er,
        ta Puyallup...South Central! I...I was lookin' fer some
        leads on Spirit! *Slash nods, encouraging him to continue,
        as he cleans his wounds* I--I was in this....this ol'...hmm
        *shakes head slowly, to clear it* SUBWAY! Twas in an ol'
        SUBWAY TUNNEL! *flinches* Ouch! 

SLASH: Oops! SORRY! Just let me...here! That's better! Not as bad, as I THOUGHT
        it was gonna be! *studies wide, jagged gash across Elf's
        chest* Not TOO deep...just awfully _wide_....uneven! What
        the Hell'd you run INTO, boy?! 

NEXUS: *looking somewhat confused, again...questions threw him off
        track* I...uh I...was, was _gettin'_ ta tha' part...*Slash
        shrugs appologetically*...I heard these
        _noises_...scratchin' an' scrapin' sounds...an', sounds
        of... heavy..._rocks_, `r _concrete_...fallin'...an' twas
        DUST...ev`rywhere! Like there'd jus' been a...a _cave-in_,
        of sorts! 

        I crept up ta th' corner, an' took a peek around....ya know
        what I SAW? *cocks right brow expectantly...Slash shakes his
        head...Nex answers, a slight note of minor hysteria in his
        voice* 

        _BUGS_! HUGE fuckin' WALKIN', TALKIN' __BUGS__!!! *Slash
        gently pushes Nex back into the couch, and works at calming
        him* 

        They were diggin' at th' walls, breakin' pieces a it out, ta
        block th' end a th' tunnel! Twas only TWO a `em, though!
        Looked as though th' _others_ `d jus' left! FRAG! I'd JUS'
        MISSED EM! *pained expression* Jus' MISSED gettin' Spirit
        BACK! *hangs his head a moment, then looks up, suddenly, his
        expression brightening some* BUT...I KNOW which way th'
        tunnel WENT! NORTH! North...towards DOWNTOWN!! 

        I...I thought I could _maybe_ get passed em! Twas a small
        hole, still, in their barricade...I _coulda_ gotten thru!
        N...I almost DID! But, one a th' fraggin' pieces a `crete
        _shifted_, an' they heard me! 

ROXEY: *GASP* Oh, my LORD! Nex....? *holds her breath*

NEXUS: I'm a'right, Love! Th' rakkin' bastards, though...one of em
        got holda m' hi-top...an' damned near tried ta take m' FOOT
        off! I fed him a few rounds a lead death, though...an' th'
        fragger le`go! Tha's ALL! Jus', LET GO! An', shook his head,
        like he'd had a damned FLY buzzin' round it! Gave me some
        time ta get better footin', though! 

        THEN, th' OTHER one comes at me! Swingin' its damned nasty
        claws at me, an' all! Bastard kept me movin' RIGHT
        good...but, I couldn't get any _decent_ leverage, on tha'
        lil' rock pile a theirs...all I could do was jus' DUCK -- A
        LOT! I dodged one a their swipes, an' half th' damned pile
        came down...with ME on it! Suprised THEM, much as it did ME,
        though, so I used th' chance ta get one a my katanas out.
        OBVOIUSLY, th' Pred wasnna doin' nothin', but torquin' em
        OFF! 

        I jus' kept lookin' fer ANY op`ning I could find, ta take a
        slash `r stab at em! Didnna seem ta eager ta give me too
        many of em, though! But, when I DID hit em, ya KNEW it!
        They'd start bellowin' an' shreikin' at me, like a coupla' a
        damned bloody _deamons_! 

        FINALLY managed ta take th' smeggin ugly HEAD, offa one a
        em! So, tha' jus' left me with th' one! It hauled off, an'
        smacked me a good `un, right across th' chest...*looks down
        at bandages* Must'a been when THA' happened...donna remember
        it...truth be told.  Didna really FEEL anythin' jus' knew
        tha' th' fragger'd knocked th' wind outta me! I slammed inta
        th' far wall...an' ev`rythin jus' got kinda "fuzzy", af`er
        tha'. *shakes head, and looks up slowly* When I came
        ta...th' gawd-damned rakkin' BEAST had my wrist locked, nice
        'n tight, in it's mandibles! THANK GAIA, twas my CYBERARM,
        or I twouldna have a HAND, right now! *sigh* I donna seem ta
        recall ta much, af`er this point...it picked me up offa th'
        ground, an' started _shakin'_ me...like some damned ragdoll!
        Thought my _brains_ were all gonna rattle free! 

        Musta found a "chink" in its exo-skeleton, though.  Next
        thin' I know, tis screamin' all bloody Hell, an' I'm on my
        knees, with my sword buried ta th' HILT, in its chest...an'
        all this stinkin' putrid icor's sprayin' EV`RYWHERE! I guess
        I blacked out, fer a while, af`er tha', cause, when I got
        back above-ground...HOURS had passed! 

        Truth be told...I dunno HOW I managed ta get here!  *shakes
        his head slowly...then looks at Slash with baleful eyes* 
        Slash...we HAVE ta get Spirit BACK! I canna STAND th'
        thought a her bein' WITH those thin's fer one more MINUTE!
        NOT af`er all she's ALREADY been thru! *deep conviction*
        Slash...she HAS ta be FOUND! 

SLASH: *sigh* I KNOW, Nex! But, YOU are in NO condition to go play
        HERO, again! We'll just have to pass the info you got, onto
        Lister and the rest! OK?! NO! DON'T even THINK of ARGUIN
        with me, BOY! Roxey's still on the line...       and, if she
        even THINKS I'm gonna let you OUT OF MY SIGHT...even for ONE
        SECOND! She's gonna _fry_ me! I am NOT gonna become a Crispy
        Critter, so YOU can go out and become ANT FOOD! GOT IT?!?
        *Nex gives him a disgusted glare, but doesn't answer*  GOOD!
        Now, GET SOME SLEEP! 

Slash covers Nex with a blanket, and gives him some medication, then
goes back to Roxey...

SLASH: How did you know?

ROXEY: I...I don't KNOW! I just...DID! *pause* Is he gonna be alright?

SLASH: *sigh* Luckily...YES.  The wound was wide, and uneven...but,
        not very deep, fortunately! I'll have Diana take a look at
        him, after he's gotten to sleep.  Shouldn't take very
        long...I just gave him some sleeping pills to make him more
        comfortable. I'll have to pass the info onto Lister's
        gang...see what THEY can do with it! 

ROXEY: Just...keep me posted! OK?  I WISH I could BE there! I'm
        gonna WRING HIS NECK, for THIS! UGH! He could've gotten
        himself KILLED! AGAIN! Keep him DOWN, Slash! I MEAN IT! I'll
        sick MAX on you, if anything ELSE happens to Nex! 

SLASH: EEP! Don't WORRY, Rox! K?  I've got it all under control!
        He's not goin ANYwhere, for a day or so! And, don't you even
        THINK of comin BACK, Rox! You're MUCH safer, where you are,
        right now! So, STAY THERE! You HEAR me? 

ROXEY: *grumble...bitch...gripe* YES! I'll see you guys in a little
        while! *quietly* Slash?  Take _care_ of him, for
        me....please? 

SLASH: *smirk...also quietly*  I _will_, Rox.  I _will_...]<<<<<
        <15:27:41/09-25-54>

>>>>>[ Fragging Drek!  They're holding Spirit in the Pullayup
Tunnels.  I never wanted to go back in that damn hell hole, but if
those damn Ants are holding her there.  Pack up Cyberbrains, Spirit
needs us. ]<<<<< 
        -- Cerise <13:25:25/09-25-54>

>>>>>[ Like...CO-OL! WAY wiz! Ants?  In Seattle?  *giggle* And, they,
like nabbed some poor, innocent GIRL?! NOT _kosher_! GAWD! Looks like
it's TOTALLY time ta get ta work, bro! ]<<<<<
        -Sweety (16:38:29/09-25-54)

>>>>>[ *sigh*  Sweety...WHAT are ya trying to get us into,
NOW?]<<<<< 
        -Skippy, the CyberPixie (16:39:43/09-25-54)

>>>>>[ Like...some really GROSS Ant-type spirits musta grabbed some
way cool girl...er, some junk! Cause, like...the whole fraggin' NET'S
in, like, some REALLY big, like, uproar...er, somethin...ya know!
And, well, like, I just HAFTA help, ya know! Cause, it's, like, what
we DO...ya know? ]<<<<< 
        -Sweety (16:43:19/09-25-54)

>>>>>[ *SIGH* I guess you're _right_....*sigh* WHERE are we going,
THIS time, Tiff? ]<<<<<
        -Skippy, the CyberPixie (16:44:48/09-25-54)

>>>>>[ WIZ! Like, some guy on here, named, like, Nexus, er somethin,
said they were...like, I _dunno_...in Puyallup! Like, in the old
subway tunnels, er some junk! And, they were, I dunno, like...goin
NORTH! Like, let's GO! *giggle*]<<<<<        
        -Sweety (16:47:32/09-25-54) 

>>>>>[ Oh...._joy_....*sigh* ALright, I'm coming...I'm coming!
*ughhh*]<<<<< 
        -Skippy, the CyberPixie (16:49:12/09-25-54)

>>>>>[ Like...GAWDS, chummers! We found a WHOLE mess of those REALLY
drekky ANTS! Right where that Nex-guy SAID they'd be!  Like,
REALLY...they WEREN'T happy to see US! But, we BLASTED a coupla' the
drekkers! WHOOO! *giggle* Didn't we, Jeffy?!  *GRIN* ]<<<<<
        -Sweety (17:53:14/09-25-54)

>>>>>[ YES...we certainly DID, Sweety! *sigh* Fortunately, folks,
there's four less Ant spirits in the world, today! No sign of the
woman, though.... 

OH....and DON'T call me JEFFY, Tiff! *ugh!*]<<<<<
        -Skippy, the CyberPixie (17:54:28/09-25-54)

>>>>>[Puyallup it is, lassie!  Just let me get the BIG gun, and we'll
be off.  Are you sure you're going to be all right down there?  I
recall you had a rather nasty time of it before.]<<<<<
        --Highlander (15:33:10/9-25-54)

>>>>>[Very good, Solarial-the-human-elf.  Beware, yourself, the
tool-using mammal.]<<<<<
        -- Cat (Who Walks/Through All)

>>>>>[Solarial -- you can be finished.  Plans and assets can be
removed and destroyed.  Vulnerabilities, even the smallest crack,
can be exploited to extents found seemingly only in fantasies. 
Ties and contacts -- severed and eliminated.  Information -- out of
date, useless.  I sculpt, not a setback for you, but an
uncontrollable, unrecoverable disaster -- from your viewpoint.

Beware Chaos and He who walks with it in his wake; misfortune and
ruin are but second nature to Him, and they are unpredictable, and
can not be planned for.  Power can be out of reach, yea, forever
denied.  And thus they shall....

Oh, exposing your Paladin?  That would be me.  *smirk*  I intend on
'wasting' a lot more of your assets before I'm done.]<<<<<
        -- The (Dead) Wyrm Ouroboros (Here I'm not!/Nyah-Nyah-Nyah)

>>>>>[BY THE GODS!  Ms. Miranda Lees you've enraged me beyond
verbalization. You were hiding the HORRIBLE TRUTH ALL ALONG.  The
shear evil is beyond compre- hension. HOW DARE YOU! How dare you not
warn us. Spice, my mage friend, and I were nearly killed by that
monstrousity from the abyss. As it is, both of us are recovering from
grave wounds.  You knew the real truth all along, and be- cause you
didn't believe Beaumont you didn't even tell us.  I should drop your
case like Junk Scrip. You told me that you had informed me of
EVERYTHING ass- ociated with the Beaumont case. You Lied.
Nevertheless, you have but one more chance to redeem yourself - I
want the whole truth now. Just so you don't think of lieing again let
me tell you what I've found in D. Beaumont's diary.  Apparently,
Beaumont dated a certain Jennifer Armbruster before he dated you. She
was also a researcher at the company where he worked. He noticed that
a certain P7 lab was conducting some rather strange experiments.
After Armbruster started working in the lab she started putting on
physical mass very quickly - her attitude changed also. This made B
quite suspicious. He starts investigatin g . . . finds out about some
exotic organic material. Gets fired because of his suspicions. He
goes back and finds something horrible in the P7 lab -- WHICH HE
TELLS YOU ABOUT. Even gets some photos. Meanwhile B has bought a very
unusual farm which he retreats to. There a Mr. Clive L. Hellier,
former agent of the previous farm owner comes by to talk with him --
and coincidently drops of the Tarot Card. So now I get suspicious
myself - who did the farm belong to? What did he find? Etc. .  So my
associate and I go down to talk with a Mr. D. Kim, who worked on the
farm and worked for Agrigen. It was nightmarish, the man was insane
and had created some fiendish monstros- ity . . an abomination. It
attacked us while he stood cackiling. We barely des- troyed due to
our surprise. A Toxic Spirit animated it - which we also destroy- ed.
We suffered grave injuries including poisoning. Spice worse than
me. We're recuperating now. BTW, Kim won't be making anything
anymore. Now I want the FRAGGING TRUTH. WHAT DO YOU KNOW. Or I drop
this case. You can deal with these nightmares by yourself. Sgt.
Jackson, give more info on the Tacomas - who hired them, etc..? 
Also, I got a line on a group called The Defacers. I think they
attacked Beaumont's car --- notice the similar MOs. I'll be back to
talk later. Spice we got to go check out the farm. Lets heal
first.]<<<<< 
         -- NightShade (23:47:59/9.25.54)

>>>>>[***|VOICE LINKUP COMSAT AZ-23 ---} UCAS SEATSAT 11///LOCAL
TRANS|*** Jammin' Prophet, bagged the joyboy and in position for
Xchange. Ace in hole is ready for play. Stryker and I are on
target, ready for game. We're using Plan 1A right?

This 'run looks like a real fraggertagger, so be on watch. I hear
motorized vehicles  {GrMDRGRRMP} Yea, they're coming this way.
Think I see them. I'd say the Home Team is coming. You got a lock ?

Frag, here they come. {GRRRMPP  BUMF BUMF)  Hiya, sis . . guys.
Ready? {dfatsgy vftu}  Oh really. I'm sure you got plans . . .
{SVSGgfdhdcrjh} He's here - don't worry. Well, lets do it . . . all
targets in motion. . . . Hey, frag that
dZxvBGeDkfgWefxrtcjhbzzzzzzz 
{TRANSMISSION JAMMED _>_>_>_>_>__}_}_}_}_} LINK LOSSED}]<<<<< 
        -- KHANx (******)

***** Encrypt: FociCrew {time for a new name} 
>>>>>[ Good job, everybody. I'm glad everyone's alright.

This transmission is in the green because it looks like the only one
that got away was Stefan Kane, but Bunker and Poincare are hot on his
trail. I feel sorry for him if they catch him. Not.

FraterNay is back with us and appears to be no worse for wear than
when she got scarfed up. I'd give her some time, K-man, before you
do what you told me you had planned.

Millhaus is, of course, in fine health, but he's under mild sedation
so that he doesn't damage our friend Mariana. He looked ready to tear
her head off.

Mariana, should be quite a test of our combined interrogation
skills. She's quite the pistol, when ya get to know her. She's
wrapped up tight as a thorazine addict till we get back to some
civil digs and can start peeling the skin back...

Poincare, you did an oustanding job! I don't think I've ever seen
drones used quite that creatively before. You've got flair, young
man. 

Stryker, you sick... "Vibrating handgrips for the arthritic?" You're
lucky I didn't notice them till the fun died down, or you'd have
definitely gone out with a bang. Just you wait...

I've almost got the AAR done. I'll have it out in a few, after we
hear from Bunker and Poincare. ]<<<<<
        --  Prophet <13:53:19/09-26-54>

>>>>>[ Prophet! We ran down Kane just a few minutes ago.  Literally.
Dumb bastich was running straight down the access road! So I told
Poincare to keep it steady and I opened up on 'im with the
Vanquisher. Talk about a fine red mist... Then we stopped to ID the
body. I got his boots, but that's about it. We're on our way back to
your position right now. ]<<<<< 
        --  Bunker <14:01:19/09-26-54>

>>>>>[ Here's how it went down.

Mari, Kane, and company, rolled in about two minutes behind KHANx,
Stryker and Millhaus. KHANx, Stryker and myself stood in front of
the Land Rover that KHANx drove out. The Ragman stayed in the Rover
playing "keeper" to Millhaus. They stopped their vehicle about 25
meters from ours and Mari and Kane stepped out of the right side.
KHANx played the greeter and led the way to the midway point. We
could see FraterNay inside the van, being held by someone. Nods
were made and the hostages were brought out for the trade.
FraterNay was great; she played the helpless femme to the max. And
Millhaus; he never took his eyes off of Mari's. And there, in all
his pallor, was Bill. Dead on his feet. 

So we made the "trade". Millhaus for FraterNay. Talk about awkward.
As soon as we had FraterNay in the Rover, I gave Bunker the signal
and he opened up on the van. The roar of the Vanquisher and the van
exploding knocked us all to the ground, but KHANx, Stryker and I all
came up holding. KHANx immediately went after Mari, and Kane, that
bastard, charged straight for me. I snapped a few shots off but I was
still a little out of it, thanks to the explosion. I only got him
once, and that was in the flesh of his thigh. Then a drone slammed
into Kane from the side and knocked him out. I thought he was out
cold, but found he had flown the coop when I had gone to get him
after the firefight. 

I don't know exactly what happened between the magickers, but sparks
were flying everywhere. FraterNay must have gotten into the fray too
cuz there are a few statues where people used to be. The Ragman was
being especially attentive towards Bill and some guy screaming in
French. Bill just collapsed and started decomposing and the other guy
(probably the guy who made Bill into a zombie) started convulsing
like his insides decided they wanted out. And they did, too. Must've
been a ba-zillion cockroaches inside that guy. No matter how many
times I see The Ragman do that to someone... Ick.

Bloody Mari never had a chance to get a spell off. KHANx was on her
like stink on shit. He wrestled her to the ground and slapped a
knockout patch on her before I could blink. Impressive restraint on
his part. 

By this time Bunker had eased off of the Vanquisher and was slamming
targets of opportunity with his Panther. Poincare's drones were
providing simultaneous tac-data and fire support. Bunker is a hell of
a camo artist. He could probably hide a Behemoth in downtown Seattle.
They thought a fallen tree was the source of the minigun fire.

After we had mopped up I noticed Kane was missing. Poincare and
Bunker took off after him in the Hummer and popped his overrated
cork on the road. 

OK, K-man, let's get your sis back to a hidey-hole and start tellin'
stories. If anyone can lead us to yer mom, it'll be Mari.

Man, I need a beer... ]<<<<<
        --  Prophet <14:50:34/09-26-54>

>>>>>[Nex is ok now, Roxey and all those concerned.  The gash was
slightly infected and some of the bug's ichor had caused a mild toxic
reaction, but he's fine as of midnight last night, and I the Baron
wathing over him.  He'll be fine.]<<<<<
        --  Diana, (no longer limping)Mistress of the Night
            (13:30:54/09-26-54) 

>>>>>[And good Ragman!  I see that you too follow the Loa in your
ways and life.It is truely a pleasure to see another of us alive
and well, and out of the Carrib. too.  New Orleans has nothing on
Seattle, although they tolerate our lives more easily there.  I am
getting sick and tired of speaking English all the time and being
forced to perform my rituals in abandoned buildings!]<<<<< 
        --  Diana, Mistress of the Night(13:34:47/09-26-54)

*****Encrypt AJ'S_RESCUE v.1, All Involved MPCPs***** 
>>>>>[Ok, I am taking care of my end here and informing you of what
the physicalfolks are up to, or what I think they should go for.
Solitaire and Diana will handle their stuff eventually...  So here it
is, who's involved, and what they are doing...

The Snipes are the folks who are goin into the courthouse and fakin
Killin AJ when he gives the signal, which is yet to be decided.  I
was figurin on them sneakin in the night before with IP Sec. Armor
when the guards got changed, thenwaitin for the trial, puttin on some
as yet unspecified groups armor, takin positions, "killin" AJ, settin
off distractions, and gettin the frag out of the place.  I was
figurin on the followin people doin this:  Nex, Collussus, Sabre,
Mirage, and Kaneda. 

The Backupers are the group that, wearin the same group's armor for
gettin the heat off us, drive up and scatter the guards and mob
outside and hauls ass to get themselves and the Snipes away from
the cops.  I was figurin on them being Hellblast, Rox, T.C., JD,
and Nige(drivin, Nige, not flyin!)  Oh, and Nige! You and FM might
just get along REALLY well, if you don't mind an orc... 

The Ambulancers are the ones who wait for the IP cops inside to
evacuate the "critically wounded" AJ to an ambulance, ours happenin
to be the only one with a crew qualified to deal with these kinds
of injuries(grin).  Me, Max(Rox's ally as a healer...SHE says he
can handle it...), TickTock(to get the escorts off us), and a
driver(still need one...Nex, you know somebody?). 

Finally, the Distractors will be Blindside(if he's doin what I think
he's doin...), Flare, and whoever else can handle plantin smokers,
flares, and concussion grenades all over the place, startin a riot,
and cripplin NYPD and IP chase vehicles like Citymasters and
Riotmasters(not destroy, just make sure they can'tfollow us when we
haul ass). 

Oh, and my favorite bud Solarial will be takin care of smokes and
flares inside the courtroom itself, but WE will be triggerin them
by radio, so the Snipes are in charge of that too, on signal from
AJ. 

As far as gettin out, I'll be postin the escape routes SEPERATELY
under a MUCH heavier encrypt, so Drake can't hack it.

Get back to me, K?]<<<<<
        --  Slash(13:52:16/09-26/54)

>>>>>[Well well well.  It seems that the bugs are at it again.  Just
when I thought that it was going to die down.  Ax and crew, I hope
you hear this because I am nolonger waiting for you guys to come and
get me.  I know where I can get some transportation out of this hole
and get back to good ole Seatle.  Nex and crew, if this is truley a
bug that your friend encountered then you will need all of the help
you can get.  I don't usually offer to give physical help for free,
but for something of this nature I think that I can make an
exception.  I do have some information that should prove usefull to
you.  I am not too sure about putting this on the net though.  The
last time it was done, the server hub was destroyed.  I will set up a
package that will be sent to all of the main server hubs and the
central server in Denver all at the same time.  I don't think that
they will be able to stop them all.  I will prob. send it off durring
the flight back home.  Here is my LTG#, call me.*****ENCRYPT NEX:BGN
TRNS***** See you all soon.]<<<<<
        -Cowboy <17:40:25/09-26-54>

>>>>>[An exemplary performance from all, I must say. Thank you for
the compliment about the drones, Prophet; I like to think of myself
as being somewhat creative! Bunker, I must say you have redefined the
meaning of "extremem prejudice." I have never seen a human being as
dead as that guy we chased.

Now, let's see what our prisoners have to say.]<<<<<
        -- Poincare [17:55:27|09-26-54]

>>>>>[ Cowboy, sir...I b'lieve I speak fer ALLA' Spirits friends,
when I say tha' yer assistance is MORE than welcome!!! Rest assured,
I will be gettin' in touch with ya, ASA(s fraggin')P! Lemme know what
ya've got, friend! ]<<<<<
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/hits:th':bone>

*****ENCRYPT CHECKS PAYABLE  Cowboy_MPCP***** 
>>>>>[ I dunno 'bout ya footin' th' bill, should any trouble arrive,
fer ya, from this, good sir! Truly, we MUCH appreciate th'
offer...but, well, mayhaps we could work somethin out...jus' ya an'
me.  Neh?  There's na way a tellin jus' HOW much this is gonna
cost.....'r WHAT.  But, na one ken put a price on Spirit's life, I
s'pose......]<<<<<
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[Prophet, the plan went smoother than I thought - thank to your
planning. Fragg! I wanted to lay on hands on my sister -- not to heal
either. I almost did . . . well lets not talk about it.  The slitch
is staying cold as ice. I've told her that we were one step away from
having Ragman use her as a zombie - but shes an arrogant smug little
fireballthrower. Milhaus told me what spell she was going to use on
me -- lets just say I would have been reduced to my component
molecular parts.  The slitch is even telling me how she was going to
turn me into a zombie. I'm going to enjoy grinding her down.  She is
smirking as if she's got a chance - tells me if we don't let her go
we'll be toast. Milhaus, your an amazing actor -- nice going -- you
played it cooler than a high stakes poker game. I'm going to go see
FraterNay, make sure she is doing well, she looks a little
exhausted, even withdrawn, probably because they were preventing her
from using magic -- I hear that thats very traumatic for a
spellslinger. Rags, my main link to the loa -- you were absolutlely
on top o' things, remind me to buy you that Ebon Eagle headress you
keep wanting.]<<<<< 
        -- KHANx (14:21:56/9.26.54)

>>>>>[Hey Prophet, glad you liked the present. We thought that it
would counter -vibrate your elderly shaking hands so that you could
aim steady.  It was the thought that counted. BTW, Bunker had
mentioned that you were feeling a little down so I had just the
thing. You know that the slime off some toads is suppos- ed to be a
stimulant ------ well you know that beer you had, it had a little
extra pep. Hey, were would you like your stuff moved, Bunker
invited me to move in for a while - which I appreciated greatly -
so I guess when we get back we'll be room -mates.


Bunker, Peanut says that you better start remembering to flush that
toilet be- cause otherwise he has to go drink from a puddle - which
is a real bitch {SOUND LINK:RUF   RUFFF ruff ruff ruff) Oops, I upset
Peanut with my use of language. {ruf ruff   ruffruff} Oh and he wants
a belly armor plate . . . says its dang- erous being your dog {gruf
ruf   grufgruf ruf} And he says that he bit Kane's ankle which he
wants credit for {GRUF RUFF} No I'm not tellinh him that {GRUF GRUFF
RUFF RUFF}  No, I won't {GRUFFGRUFF GRUFF RUFF} Ouch, stop that . .
STOP . . . STOP ......LINK TERMINATED]<<<<< 
        -- Stryker (14:35:57/9.26.54)

>>>>>[Slash you wound me with your cynical aspertions on my
trustworthiness. After all, I'm doing as much as I can to help AJ.
Wyrm -- remember that no piece of art is so final that it cannot be
criticized or so lasting that it cannot be destroyed. An artist whose
hubris and arrogance make him blind to the realities of that will
surely be consumed in his own narrowness of vision.  None of us is
eternal -- you least of all.]<<<<< 
       -- Prince Solariel (14:45:13/9.26.54)

>>>>>[ Hey! Harlie! Tha' invite a yers still stand?  I jus' MIGHT
wanna take ya UP on it, sometime SOON! *weak grin*  I'll e'en think
about draggin' Rox along with me...TC & Roxey.....ACK! What a
FRIGHT'NIN' ol' prospect! *duck* Jus' happened ta think MAX might
be hangin' around here, somewhere! *shudder* Get in touch, K? 
Sate.....]<<<<< 
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/ hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ I Really hate bugs!!  Its was just me and Rimmer (Listers
really strange cyber drone) down in the tunnels.  Now Rimmer isn't
that much of a conversationalist and I was getting pretty ticked from
all the blocked tunnels (its gonna take forever - and we don't have
that long).  All the sudden I hear this rummble and crashing sounds.
Rimmer and myself rush along the tunnel until we see a group of
workers heading off somewhere.  So we decided to follow them and
hopefull find out where Spirit. 

The next moment an Ant appears right infront of me!!  The only thing
that saved me was the fact that the bugs can't see Rimmer from
Astral.  It swung and connected on Rimmers arm, knocking it off.
That was all the incentive that I needed to step into action.  One
well placed jump kick had its head lolling to the side.  Its next
swipe went wide as Rimmer stuck a hand through it chest (or whatever
it is called).  Thats when it got fun.  The noise brought back the
working ants and their three fleshform guards.

Rimmer just started blowing the workers away with a predator while I
made run at the soldiers.  Flesh forms are a lot easier to destroy
then true ones.  One sweep took down the first in line at the knees
and chop took him out of the fight.  The second made the punch that I
wanted him to and flew into the wall with a really nice crack.  It
was the third one that gave me some trouble. While I was recovering
from the throw he attacked and ripped up my armor really good, enough
that I was left with a small scratch.  His next swipe let me take him
by the arm and leg a through him to the ground.  One small kick was
all it took to end his agony. 

I really am worried about Spirit though, I don't want her ending up
like this or worse.]<<<<<
        --Sheena<16:55:41/09-26-54>

>>>>>[ This is Lister here, I have a few drones out here in the
tunnels under Puyallup.  I have yet to see any signs of the bugs
yet, just miles of tunnels and cave-ins.  I will send a video feed of
anything that I see so that you know what you will be up against.
This of course will be in addition to the homing signal and the path
of travel.]<<<<< 
        --Lister <19:29:54/09-26-54>

>>>>>[ Howdy Dooddy Dooddly  **SHUT UP!!** *Link Terminated*]<<<<<
        --Talkie <19:31:03/09-26-54>
        Magna-Tech Toaster #17
        Owner: Craig William Morgan III

>>>>>[ Well looks like someone at home got a little sick and tired
of the toaster back at home base.  Wonder if it was Circuit
Breaker?.]<<<<< 
        --Lister <19:32:34/09-26-54>

>>>>>[  Well here's a bit of good news for you folks on magical
search, even though we are not able to break through the barrier and
background count to locate Spirit.  We can tell that she is still
alive and still Spirit (otherwise the ritual wouldn't work from what
Tracks, Claws second, says).  Also it seems that all of our magical
activity is taking its toll on the ants, they don't seem to be
sending the soldiers at us anymore - just the true form workers.  And
they don't take much to kill.  The bad part is that many times enough
are sent that the ritual is disrupted and the circle has to start
over again!!  Well keep up the good work, and has anyone heard from
those twoer old gentlemen that went into the tunnels?]<<<<<
        --Kichanski <19:39:43/09-26-54>

>>>>>[ Well this looks to be promising, my sensors are picking up on
noise from one of the side tunnels.  Alright, we have a sighting,
four ants!!! Not much but it might help. *DRONE DESTROYED*  SMEG!!!
they saw it and one of the ants took it out.  Well I will just have
to be more careful with the next one I am sending after this group
then won't I?]<<<<< 
        --Lister <19:43:21/09-26-54>

>>>>>[Uncle Nex, where are you?  And Valentine hasnt let me watch
trid for over a week now, and Uncle Alex always calls once a week on
Sunday and he didn't call tonight and Im worried about him and
Valentine says itss to late for me to be up and talking and I think
hes wrong and where is Uncle Alex he always calls me and whats this
stuff the kids at scool said about a what did he call it a
bloodsucker going on trail in New Yorc and I know Uncle Alex is ok,
isn't he?]<<<<< 
        --  Littl Dragn(23:04:59/09-26-54)

>>>>>[Ah, I finally got him off to bed.  That little kid is worried
SICK over AJ and I can't tell him that Alex is on trial and why he
can't call him and, gads, I'm starting to sound like Bruce...er,
Little Dragon.  Does anybody have any idea how I tell a 12 year-old
that the guy he adopted as his father is on trial?]<<<<<
        --  Valentine(23:07:38/09-26-54)

*****Encrypt AJ'S_RESCUE v.1, All Involved MPCPs(exclusion: Prince
        Solarial)** 
>>>>>[A nice new encryption and finally a way to try it out!  Well,
Slash is working on the physical aspects of the rescue and I am
organizing the Matrix aspects.  So here's a list of the targets and
what needs doing in each:

Interpol HQ:  My agents blew up thier system partly not too long
ago, but if they have any brains, and I know they do, they have
fully recovered hardware wise by now.  So, what we need is access
for the Snipes as IP guards.  They should have the physical IDs, so
all we need to do is intercept the electronic confirmation requests
whenever they come in and send back a positive.  And once the
rescue has begun, we need to keep any calls for help totally
blanked out. And we also need to keep any squads that do get
dispatched off the get-away vehicle's(I believe it's an
ambulance...so much for Red Cross immunity...) trail until it's too
late. 

NYPD/Knight Errent/Winter Security:  these three need to be kept a
LONG way away from the scene.  NYPD has specific jurisdiction
around the courthouse, but the others also need to be kept from
getting any call for assistance like the IPpeople.  And we also
need to give them other problems to deal with, like
malfingstreetlights, every single card beeping at access terminals,
fake accidents( this may work with the Hospital too...), anything
along these lines that can be done to keep the regular cops off the
get-away cars. 

Metro General Hospital:  We need to get in and falsify the records
for the crew that will be running the Ambulance to make them look
like real paramedics and such and to make everyone else look like
they don't have the medical knowledge to handle the wounds that AJ
will most likely have once leaving the Courthouse. And we need to
keep all the other ambulances busy around the city till the crew is
safely away. 

The Courthouse:  I'm running this one, with a little camera help
from a friend, and will be there to sneak the Snipes in and get
them out again, creating confusion in the process with frames and
stuff.  Should be almost as much fun as the Court was!

Well, everybody, I don't care who does what, but I have a request by
Buzz that he run the IP net.  I guess that he figures that his
knowledge of the old CIA system will help with this one, and he may
be right, or not.  I ain't sure. But I need at least one person in
each of the IP, the NYPD(mainly this one), and the Metro General
systems.  I got the courthouse.  So Blinder, Buzz, Couch,
Harlequin, and...nevermind, you know who ya'all are, so figure it
out and let's get the job done with.  And whoever gets into the IP
system needs to tell AJ that we're getting him out and ask him what
kind of signal we should use to go on cue with, k?]<<<<< 
        --  Solitaire(23:27:40/09-26-54)

*****Encrypt AJ'S_RESCUE v.2, All Involved MPCPs***** 
>>>>>[Thank you Solitiare{include code, viral-"the only game to play
is Solitiare"}.  Drek!  Loa be damned!  How'd you like to be a MAN,
S.?  I didn't think so!  Well, here we go.

What we need to do is get ourselves into the Courthouse.  I don't
suspect that thier magical defenses will be really high, but I
don't recommend that we try weapon foci and stuff.  STREETWOLF is
going to get ahold of some IP badges for those of us who need them,
but I want to keep this to a minimum, so if you don't need one,
tell him. 

What we do when we get in is wait for the signal from Dad(AJ),
protect him once he gets shot, and keep the arcane stuff inside
from eating him or us.  I suspect watchers and elementals, so let's
have some of our own waiting around outside until we call them and
then have them come in and wreak mass confusion and fear.  We need
to keep the Power below lethal proportions.  Tough I know, but we
don't want everyone after us.  We want it to look like an execution
hit, not a public mass-murder.  So once it is done and Dad is out,
we need to get out on our own, so STREETWOLF, Sun, Karen, once it's
over, get out and DON'T get caught!]<<<<< 
        --  Diana, Mistress of the Night(00:01:49/09-27-54)

>>>>>[Hey, we need uniforms for this sucker, Moriarity.  You have any
old surplus armor or jumpsuits that might work to keep the heat off
us and on somebody els?]<<<<<
        --  Slash(00:03:38/09-27-54)

>>>>>[I don't know...Humanis, no....Alamos20K, no....Fist of Five,
no...Terra First, maybe...whoops, no extra large or super squat(no
insult intended to our troll or dwarven folks out there...).  How
about Crimson Sky?  They were a terrorist orginization that
requested specialized armor and suits and chemical weapons so we
stopped payment and delivery and they went elsewhere.  I think they
are still around, but operating in Aztlan or NAN, but I'm not
sure.  They work?]<<<<< 
        --  Moriarity(00:06:44/09-27-54)

>>>>>[Ya, they might.  I assume that since you mentioned them that
they don't like AJ or the old Mil Tech outfit very much, and the
sizes of the uniforms run the gamut, so yeah, they should work. 
And why the name Crimson Sky?]<<<<< 
        --  Slash(00:08:11/09-27-54)

>>>>>[They vowed to cause so much bloodshed that the sky would be
stained crimson from the flying blood and blossoming fires.  Not
very nice people to cross, Slash.  They make Terra First and THE
Nexus look like butterfly stomached wimps.  You sure you want these
guys?  The still exist, you know]<<<<<        
        --  Moriarity(00:10:22/09-27-54) 

>>>>>[Ya, I'm sure.  And they ain't never seen Nex when he's workin
neither. And their uniforms wouldn't work if they had died out, ya
know.]<<<<< 
        --  Slash(00:11:39/09-27-54)

>>>>>[Slash, why doncha just send AJ's car here after him insteada
riskin my Baby?  I mean this one that we found outside after Slide
and The Boy nailed us and cramped our style?  You know, the Hudson?
Well, we finally hacked through its "blow up if tampered with"
anti-theft system and got a look at it's innards.  There ain't no WAY
it's as old as it looks, wha with all the mil spec electronics and
armor and the engine it's got.  It looks like a small TANK when ya
get it open, and it has enough concealed ordinance to take ma Baby
down! And that aint easy, Slash.  How about I get them back here to
Denver and then the Boss drive's them out to Cal Free?]<<<<<
        --  FM(00:17:19/09-27-54)

*****Encrypt AJ'S_RESCUE v.2, All Involved MPCPs***** 
>>>>>[Last thing for tonight.  I will be with the Ambulancers gettin
AJ out and to the extraction point, so I ain't gonna be around to
keep tabs on what's goin on with each group.  So I was figurin on TC
bein in charge of the Back- Ups, Nex holdin the fort with the Snipes,
Diana takin the magical crew, Solitaire workin the Matrix end, and
the Distractors as each his own boss.  Any problems with that?]<<<<<
        --  Slash(00:21:33/09-27-54)

>>>>>[No problem working with Nex, Slash.  But do you want me to use
the Enfield AS-7 with underslung grenade launcher, gas-vent 4 and
shock pads, and the 50 round drum or would you rather have me bring
along the big gun?]<<<<< 
        --  Collussus(00:23:50/09-27-54)

>>>>>[Actually, I'd better ask Nex then, shouldn't I?]<<<<<
        --  Collussus(00:24:19/09-27-54)

>>>>>[Diana, your team leader. We go on your mark. Call shots as you
see them. I got a few assets (read Elementals) that will contribute
to our succes. Also just a note. In all the confusion we'll lose
sight of each other -- I'll try to guard your back . . . IP and their
assets will certainly attack us. I'll try to keep you clean.
Luck.]<<<<< 
     -- Sun (23:12:31/9.26.54)

>>>>>[ Fraggin' Drek!! There's too many Smegging tunnels with too
many possibilities for me to find that group of Ants!! I'll keep on
trying all night if I have too, but they didn't leave any trace!!!
its like the earth swallowed them up.]<<<<<
        --Lister <20:24:06/09-26-54>

>>>>>[Lister: who are you calling old?  This Sean fellow I'm letting
follow me around is pretty grey-haired, but I'll have you know I'm
only 45.  That's not old, that's mature.  And I'm still plenty spry
(I didn't just identify myself as being "spry," did I? Oh dear....).

Lister, I think I can help narrow your search.  Send your drones to
this location ***MapCoords***.  An...associate who feels that his
fellow Ant followers are acting wrongly gave me the location of one
of their more established areas, which includes a large ritual
circle, suitable for summoning a Queen, and shielding Spirit from
magic.  I would reccomend that at least Cerise and Highlander meet
me there to check it out; my specialty is more with the ritual side
of magic, but I can hold my own when it comes to mana-tossing.  I'm
going to send Sean away, however; sorry, Powerhouse, but he's not
suited for this.  Don't worry, I'm not going to reveal anything
important while he's gone (not that he's learned anything
significant while he's been with me, either....).  Get back to me
as soon as possible.  Otherwise I'll head down there myself, and
see what's going on.]<<<<< 
        --Brandon Lowe (23:15:32/9-26-54)

***** Encrypt Addressee Read-Only ***** 
>>>>>[ Slash the plan looks good mate, but there is one thing, 'ow
the bleedin' 'ell do I get from Seattle to New York? There is no
flippin' way I could do it legally, I mean wiv all the bits the army
stuck in me the detectors would blow. There is a way for me to get
there wiv one passenger, but I need 4500 litres of fuel, either gas
or alcohol will do, one of the perks of military engines, fly on
anyfing. Don't worry about me being picked up either, got enough ECM
and ECCM on board to black out a small town.  If you want me to use
this way, give me the RDV point.  Another fing, what do we do wiv'
the vehicles after we caused mayhem? Do we 'ave any ordonnace onboard
as well? Must admit I am much more at ease wiv vehicle weaponery that
hand held weapons, I just about know which end to point when in comes
to firearms.  Also, what is the escape route out of New York, once we
start that place is going to crawling wiv coppers and private secu. I
mean if I am picked up I am right up the creek mate, there are some
people back 'ome that are slightly upset about me leaving, and
borrowing the chopper as well.

This FM bloke sounds nice, and there is nofing wrong wiv an Ork. I
mean that is one fing being around Dumbhead taught me, it is not
because you look any different that you are different (though wiv
Elfs I am not sure). Anyway Dumbhead wouldn't let me be
predjudiced, after picking me up and shaking me around a couple of
times, I soon lost that. 

Any chance of 'aving a gander at this moter of AJ's? Sounds right
nice always on the lookout fer new ideas.

Cheers chummer. ]<<<<<
        -- Nige <09:51:36 / 27-09-54>
***** End Encryption *****

>>>>>[ Well first off I must thank Brandon, he has been quite
illuminating on some subjects but unfortunately quite closed about
other subjects.  Oh well not to worry, it was nice working with you
Brandon.  But I really don't think you have to worry about me, I
may be old but I'm quite capable, I have a number of quite powerful
elementals on command. 

Oh well not to worry, but I can't pass up this research opportunity,
there was one tunnel we saw if you remember Brandon, now I come to
think of it you were quite reticent about going down there.  Oh well
I'll have to pop down myself and see what I can find, I'll tell you
all later what I found down there. 

Now what I really want to do is talk to the insect shaman, he must
be a fascinating man... ]<<<<<
        -Sean Babrouk (13:04:58/27.9.54)

*****Encrypt Nightstalker MPCP only 
>>>>>[ Aww heck Nightstalker you can't leave it there.  So Cerise
was showing off, what did the Miranda babe get pissed ?  Who was
the better looking ? Anyhow, this Miranda chick makes Cerise's
dress fall off ?  In front everyone, aww frag.... don't tell me you
didn't get pictures ?  I thought you had a camera in your eye ? 
Please tell me you had pictures ?  Hey, wait a mo' PH mentioned
Ciau Ciau's, maybe they still have a record of the video tape on
file..  He he this has gotta be worth seeing, those pic's would be
worth a wad to to the right people.

Aww jeese, I wish PH wasn't in the Carribean, aww the stick I coulda
given him over this.... jeese.... ]<<<<<
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[ Hey, guys I don't mean to be alarmist but I haven't heard from
PH in the last couple of days, have you ? ]<<<<<
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[ Well you know why, he's holed up somewhere in the Carribean
and he doesn't want to be traced. ]<<<<<
        -Punisher (14:21:59/9.27.54)

>>>>>[ Nah, it's more than that.  I decoded some messages directed
to him earlier and if he'd seen the one from Highlander I'm sure he
would of replied. But as yet nothing .... ]<<<<<
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[ Well maybe he's just busy, can't make it to the com, or maybe
he's still upset.  I mean, something was bothering him before he went
away, wasn't it. If PH was in any real trouble then I'm sure he'd
contact us through the normal channels.  Anyway, I have to go now, I
got a lead on Kentucky.  He's having a meeting with an exec from
Renraku, info courtesy of one of my friendly fixers :) ]<<<<<
        -Punisher (14:27:25/9.27.54)

>>>>>[ Yeah, well if ya get the chance, nail im, nail the fragger so
it really hurts.  But hey, watch yer back, I'd help but I'm still
draging up info on Ganz.  Actually you may be intrested.

Using the info from Doom, I chased up what I thought was the most
likely, Ganz number 4, if you remember this pinned him as an
alround worker behind the scenes and general fixer.

Ganz:  A fixer by the name of Ganz has been known to work in a
variety of locations across America.  On March 5th 2052 he is
believed responsible for organizing the bombing of world trade
talks.  Although the attempt didn't kill anyone it did severly
damage relations between The Russians and the Brits who were trying
to hammer out a treaty (with each side blaming the other's agents).
On Janurary 29th 2047 he is believed to been behind the escape of
the notorious Yakuza Oyabun Charcho Yong whose loss severely
embarressed the feds.  On 2nd November last year a Ganz was rumored
to be behind the secret spy swap between the Japs and the Tir. 
There are also persistent rumors of this particular Ganz having
high level contacts in the Hong Kong underworld though I wouldn't
like to speculate on those. 

The overall rep of this man has to be good by the fact that to find
anything about him is so dammed difficult.  I did drag up a few pics
of people the files claim to be Ganz.  I ran some image software over
them, at least 3 of the pics are the same person, the others came up
as inconclusive.  I've downloaded what the computer though he really
looked like from those 3 pics. 

***Include Picture file of Ganz...[Transmission aborted] ]<<<<<

>>>>>[ Oh frag, some heavy IC just dropped into the node.  I just
managed to dodge it in time.  Oh frag I can see it now, I'll get a
copy of that file to you later. ]<<<<<
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[ Sir Nightshade, I keep assuring you I have told you
everything, yet for some reason you seem covinced that I am holding
something back from you.  If you remember I downloaded copies of
those pictures too you.  I told you that David suspected that
something was strange and wrong at Agrigen, I told you that he was
going to go back and try and find more proof.  When he failed to
turn up I hired you to try and find him, not only for the pictures
but also becasue I thought I meant something to him, your earlier
pictures proved to me how sorely wrong I was.  Now however I still
wish to speak with him.  He has I believe more information that I
need to expose Agrigen for the fiends they are.  I also wish to
give him a piece of my own mind and I won't let him escape by just
running off to some farm. 

You mention drugs, you mention more girlfriends, by the sounds of
things he may well have been two-timing me.  This strange organic
substance sounds like something that only a corp could come up
with.  I just know that Agrigen is abusing and experimenting on
those poor creatures, you saw the pictures, damm it how can you not
feel anything for them.  The fact that you encountered what you
did, (what is a toxic spirit by the way, it sounds particularly
nasty) makes me all the more worried.  We have to find David before
Agrigen do, and then expose their crimes.  Can't you see... 
Please, stay with the case, I'll cover your medical costs if you
wish, but please stay on the case. ]<<<<< 
        -Miranda L (15:08:31/9.27.54)

>>>>>[ Cerise, you are so pathetic.... ]<<<<<<
        -Miranda L (15:09:17/9.27.54)

>>>>>[ Miss Lees, you are most expressive in your denial, Miss Lees I
hope for your sake you are telling the truth.  My medical bill is on
the way, fortunately for you I am not without some healing spells,
but alas detox is not my area of speciality.  Oh Miss Lees should it
concur that you know more than you have told us then you will learn
the wrath of a mage is not something to be scoffed at.  Have you for
example heard of ritual sorcery, I wonder ?

Nightshade, kind Sir, I have fully recovered from this weekends
exploits and feel fully capable of continuing.  Do you think though
that we should prehaps take some heavy weaponry to the farm ?  It
appeared from the note we found that Mr Beaumont was indeed
expecting trouble, it would be foolish to go armed with nothing
more that a street line special.  I would also like to do some
thorough research on Toxic spirits ?  Is that what you called it ? 
It was unlike anything that I have ever seen before, I may have to
quest in the metaplanes to find my answer but with any luck I will
find it in a book someplace. 

Denziens of shadowland if any of you have ever encountered such a
beast then I would gladly hear from you.  I will tell you what I
saw. 

The insane Mr Kim appeared to have created some perverse collection
of various dead animals, he then seemed to animate them with what
appeared to be a spoken command.  The creature then proceeded to
attack both me and the good Nightshade, alas my manaball did nothing
to affect the creature.  I then tried to dazzle it with illusions,
but still to no effect.  It attacked me but fortunately Nightshade
managed to drag it off before emptying his pistol into the thing.

Just as we thought it dead, a shimmering took place and a creature
from hell formed as though out of the dead monstrosity on the
floor.  Kim laughed insanely as Nightshade looked at the new
creature then at Kim and killed Kim with a single shot.  The new
creature that can only have been a spirit then proceeded to attack
Nightshade, aparently thinking me no longer a threat as I had been
badly injured by it's former host.  I was not however completely
out, I used all of my remaining power and cast the largest form of
Manaball that I know. The effect on the spirit was obvious, at that
point it had begun to pin the valiant Nightshade down who was
suffering from the beast's nauseous breath, when my spell hit it,
it was as though the very fabric from which was made was ripped. 
It turned towards me for a moment, long enough for Nightshade to
plunge a knife into it's back finally dispelling the creature.  I
then must have passed out as when I awoke I was in hospital with a
bandaged Nightshade looking over me. ]<<<<< 
        -Spice (15:35:45/9.27.54)

>>>>>[ Hey Nightshade, I gave you the file on the Tacoma
Headsplitters, what makes you think I know who hired them.  I don't
know what goes on with every two bit go-ganger in the city and
neither do you so stop making irrational demands.  Anyway, I'm
nearly off this case, you'll probably find that slottin Beaumont at
that farm of his.  What's all this drek of toxic spirits, jeese you
guys have imaginations a mile long.  Sure you weren't chipping at
the time ? ]<<<<<
        -Sgt Vaughan Jackson (15:40:51/9.27.54)
         Lonestar missing persons bureau.

>>>>>[[**UPLINK: Canned Senselink, TX-15223
      [**INITIATE: JackOutBlock, Sgt Vaughan Jackson, LoneStar MPB.
      [**JOB: Running.....
      [**PROCESS: TX-15223, Sgt Vaughan Jackson, LoneStar MPB.
      [**JOB: Running.....
      [**TX-15223: Running.....
      [**JOB: Running.....
      [**TX-15223: Running.....
      [**JOB: Running.....
      [**TX-15223: Running.....
      [**JOB: Running.....
      [**TX-15223: Running.....
      [**JOB: Running.....
      [**TX-15223: Complete.
      [**JOB: Closing.
For your information, Vaughan, that's a bit from a chummer of mine
-- old roommate, Shivowtnoeh, is the mage letting the fire
elementals loose.  That crap ain't faked.

I have a few more recordings from that jaunt of theirs; seems they
ran into toxic spirits a couple more times before it was done;
never encountered the head honcho, though.  Care to sim them?]<<<<<
        -- Shockwave (15:41:06/9-27-54)

>>>>>[ 'ey Snow, 'ows the froggie gettin' on these days then? Not
'eard much from yer, so I thought I'd ask. ]<<<<<
        -- Nige <16:50:30/27-09-54>

>>>>>[ The patient is fine Nige, as a matter of fact he has woken up
and seems to be more or less conscious of his surroundings. He is
pretty weak, having lost a lot of blood. We can say the Dumbhead did
save his life, which of course has pleased him no account.  I have
finally got a name from him, he says that they call him "Le
Mercenaire Suisse" that is "The Swiss Mercenary" to you and me. He is
a bit touchy on his past and at the moment will not tell me more.
Also Dumbhead seems to have taken a liking to the guy and refuses
that I spend a lot of time talking to him.  Apart from the blood loss,
all his wounds have healed correctly and it looks as if there will be
no scars.  Tell you though, he opened that case of his today, that is
some beauty of a rifle he has in there, looks custom made. He said he
could shoot the balls off a fly at 1000 meters, but that I will have
to see to believe.

Just a moment, Nige I do believe that you are sober. What are you up
to, just what have you got up that sleeve of yours? ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <16:57:56/27-09-54>

>>>>>[ 'O me, now what gives you that idea mate? Why would I 'ave
summat up me sleeve? Nah! Thing is I thought I might get involved in
this little AJ caper like. Seems a nice bloke from what I have seen
goin' round. I mean just because 'e likes a little blood now and
then, and he asks permission first, can't rally 'old it against him
can we? I mean I knows blokes 'o want more than their pint of blood
an' they certainly don't say please first, like a bloody tax
inspector. ]<<<<< 
        -- Nige <17:01:05/27-09-54>

>>>>>[ Since when have you been bothered about tax inspectors? You
are non-existant as far as they are concerned. Well just be careful
and do not do anything stupid, you still owe me money. ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <17:04:22/27-09-54>

>>>>>[ Didn't think you cared, well cheers chummer, see yah! ]<<<<<
        -- Nige <17:07:16/27-09-54>

>>>>>[ Thanks Brandon for the info but they weren't there, it looks
as if they might have used it up to a week ago.  What it does give us
though is another lead.  While my drones, including Rimmer, and
Sheena where investigating the place we came across a large grate in
the floor that had strange scuff marks around it.  It was one of the
old Puyallup rain water drainage grates leading to the old rain water
system.  I am not sure but I have the suspicion that the Ants might
have moved to the sewer systems.  So if any of you have ever see that
old flat Beauty and The Beast (hopefully I'm not the only one who
watches old flats) or saw that old cartoon Teen Age Mutant Ninja
Turtles - you might get an idea of what it would be like.  I am
sending most of my drones on recon down there while Sheena continues
up here. 

Brandon - you might want to go looking for your old friend - he
might get into trouble down here with all these Ants and worried
runners wandering about. 

Highlander and Cerise - Tell me if you see anything, and you might
want to take along one of Sheena old street chummers as back
up.]<<<<< 
        --Lister <09:46:38/09-27-54>

>>>>>[So fly in the chopper and park it outside NY with FM and Baby.
I'm sure her panzer is enough to keep your chopper safe.  Besides, we
have scrambler netting and camo-nets to allow us to hide the vehicles
in the Catskills so they will look like trees and even have the
electronic sigs of trees too.  Not cheap but Moriarity REALLY wants
us to get AJ back.  Guess they found something in that car of Slide's
that he needs to see.  And we wouldn't be gettin the stuff if
Moriarity didn't want us to get the boy out.  He deals in profits and
doesn'teven give gifts to his closest friends if they are "property".
Oh well.]<<<<< 
        --  Slash(12:46:47/09-27-54)

>>>>>[And another thing, we'll be havin Fast Track puttin in
ordinance into the ambulance and the escape van and then we'll be
blowin them up afterward to eliminate the evidence for the
cops.]<<<<< 
        --  Slash(12:48:52/09-27-54)

>>>>>[Sun:  don't worry about the stuff.  We are there to protect AJ
from magical attack, not to take down the IP cops.  Matter of fact,
we're plannin on THEM getting Dad out to the ambulance for us, with a
little prodding from the Snipes.  And we also just need to CAUSE the
confusion beyond the grenades, so using elementals would be a good
idea.  Seems Crimson Sky does a lot with Fire elementals(yuck!), so
using them to create lovely pyrotechnic displays would be a good
idea.  We get in one at a time, set up, the hit goes down, and then
we leave with the rush of bodys as they take off.  Perfect cover...we
hope]<<<<< 
        --  Diana, Mistress of the Night(12:53:33/09-27-54)

>>>>>[ Ok Slash mate, I'll head for NY. Do you want me to pick up
anybody on the way? I'll be using the callsign "Seagull" on the
following frequence and scrambler wave ***** Encrypt Signal *****. Me
little girl is full an' ready to go, just give me the signal. I'll
meet the FM bloke and Baby outside. Just tell them to send a signal
out every so often so that I can pick them up and home in. Does that
tank have some fun stuff on it? Got to run, a bit of shopping to do
before I am ready, back on in two. ]<<<<<
        -- Nige <18:08:39/27-09-54>

>>>>>[As you all know Katana Industrials is doing research into a new
type of HMHVV.  I will tell you exactly what they are trying to do.
Katana Industrials is trying to create an AIRBORNE strain of HMHVV
that will cause all metahumanity to become vampiric, instead of their
different manifestations. I am out to stop Katana from creating this
virus, so that all metahumans can live out their lives in peace.
Some of you may call me a vampire hunter, but I will tell you now...I
am not a vampire hunter...I AM a vampire, who has retained a measure
of his humanity.  My only quarrel is with Katana...He killed my wife,
two weeks, after I became infected.  I do not drain metahumans, only
those that (one) attack me, or (two) are infected and gone mad from
the changes incurred on them.

Highlander, I didn't tell you the above because I didn't think anyone
would believe me, since I am vampiric.  So I hired you to do a Matrix
run to notify the denizens of this BBS, in the hopes that they would
believe you, and act on that belief.  I was not expecting Katana and
Rietz to find out about your run.  I am glad I reached you in time,
to prevent something terrible from happening.

I ask all of you here in shadowland, to aid the world in its time of
grave need, to rid this world of an evil that would make life as we
know it disappear.  I ask you all to aid me in my fight against
Katana. 

Will you help me?]<<<<<
        --Mac (14:00:10 EDT/09:27:54)

>>>>>[whAt's wrong w//my headd .... wheres mariana and fraterNay//?
feel drugged, got to save fraternaaY, kill bitccch aztech traitor
...... ***transmission aborted due to unknown control code
sequence*****]<<<<< 
        -- Millhaus <12:15:39/27-Sept-93>

>>>>>[Just found something interesting.  Going through some very old
maps of the city sewer system I found something.  Somewhere down
under Pull. there is a BIG containment room.  I am sure that now it
is dried up, or at least it would be usable by these bugs.  Are you
sure that these are Ants? 
 
Just wan't to make sure.  I would strongly suggest that if anyone
goes down there before I get there (even after I get there for that
matter), that you go in at least twos.  Both wearing Stealth suits,
the ones made with Rulithium Polymers.  Make sure that the suits
have seals on them. Bugs can't see very well but they can smell
better than any dog.  Some of them use sonar like bats, that's why
I like the Stealth suit.  One person needs to be a mage.  I don't
know much about that drek but I do know that they can cause some
kinda "astral static".  This will keep the buggies from directly
seeing you in the astral but they will know something is there.  A
good way to get the fraggers to move on would be to put a few mice
in your pocket.  If your way is blocked by one o them things, just
gently toss the thing down the hall.  It will see the buggies and
haul butt.  Sometimes, if they cant see YOU, they will case it. 
They aren't too smart.  The one thing is though, if they do apear
smart then that meens that there is a Queen.  Individually they are
dumb, but they have a thing kinda like a "hive mind" that they all
hear.  Friends of mine are in the process of making a device which
will be able to decypher it but it is still only picking up squeeks
and such.  Be extremely carefull, these things could drastically
effect the Shadow community.  Get to the Stuffer Shack and buy all
of there industrial strength insect killer.  I got a buddy with a
good supply of DMSO.  We can make some mean water
balloons.:)]<<<<< 
        --Cowboy <13:27:05/09-27-54>

>>>>>[Hello Melissa O'Neal.  I nee' your 'elp on a few thin's.  I
nee' ta call ya on a few favours.  I will ask ya later usin' the name
of Vendor for you.]<<<<<
        -- Senra(14:11:41/09:27:54)

*****Encrypt Vendor_MPCP***** 
>>>>>[Vendor.  The favour involves a v'ry special person ta me.  I
nee' fer ya ta get me some IP ID passes.  If ya agree wit' this I
will send ya photos ta be placed on the passes.  I am well aware tha'
ya donna like Drake so I think ya migh'  wanna 'elp on this one.  Th'
group I am in is gonna try an get Dr.  jackson outta Interpol bu' we
nee' ta get into th' Courthouse.  I h'pe ya are willin' ta do this
fer me.]<<<<<
        --  STREETWOLF(Fire is an Elf's Best Friend)
            (14:24:43/09:27:54)

>>>>>[Nige, ya think ya migh' h've enough room in tha' choper a yers
ta fit my bike?  If'n ya do cou' ya give me a lift ta NY.  I will
probably jus' ride ou' on th' way back.  I nee' ta see th' country
anyway. Thanx]<<<<< 
        --  STREETWOLF(Fire is an Elf's Best Friend)
            (14:37:31/09:27:54)

*****Encrypt All involved Sniper, magical teams_MPCP*****
>>>>>[E'eryone on th' Sniper or magical teams tha' nee's an ID pass,
please le' me know ASAP an' also send a photo so tha' i ca' h've tha'
placed on th' Pass. I will nee' ta pick 'em up on th' 30th.]<<<<<
        --  STREETWOLF(Fire is an Elf's Best Friend)
            (14:44:35/09:27:54)

*****Encrypt Omega Delta Romeo Solitaire_MPCP***** 
>>>>>[Solitaire, does AJ have access to a terminal?  I don't know the
standard procedure for incarceration...I haven't been arrested yet.
Interpol may have a different system for incarceration.]<<<<<
        --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

>>>>>[Rietz, Report.]<<<<<
        --Katana (13:12:15 EDT/27:09:54)

>>>>>[Rietz will not report ever again, Katana (or should I say Lord
Samuel Ambrosius?).]<<<<<
        --Mac (13:14:13 EDT/09:27:54)

>>>>>[MACLEOD!!!!!!!!]<<<<<
        --Katana (13:15:04 EDT/27:09:54)

>>>>>[Yes...The name is MacLeod, James MacLeod, of the clan MacLeod.
I know what your plan is to take over the world, AND after today ALL
on this BBS will know, too.]<<<<<
        --Mac (13:17:32 EDT/09:27:54)

>>>>>[Then it will be a GREAT pleasure to kill you myself...If you
want something done, you have to do it yourself.]<<<<<
        --Katana (13:19:11 EDT/27:09:54)

>>>>>[I'll be waiting for you, Katana.]<<<<<
        --Mac (13:19:55 EDT/09:27:54)

>>>>>[It will be your turn to die, MacLeod.]<<<<<
        --Katana (13:21:26 EDT/27:09:54)

>>>>>[Good-bye, Katana, I'll meet you in HELL!]<<<<<
        --Mac (13:22:32 EDT/09:27:54)

>>>>>[Have a nice few days...It won't last long.]<<<<<
        --Katana (13:23:59 EDT/27:09:54)

*****Encrypt STREETWOLF_MPCP***** 
>>>>>[STREETWOLF, yes I will make up the ID passes for you as soon as
you provide me with the names and photo's to put on them.  And yes I
can not stand Drake and I appreciate your loyalty to a friend.  I
will have the passes here for you to be picked up.  I will put them
aside for you under your REAL NAME.  All you will have to do is come
to the main desk and ask for me.  I will be waiting for you.]<<<<<
        --  Vendor

>>>>>[Boys, boys, boys -- insult each other, please, but out of our
faces?]<<<<<
        -- Natio (14:00:00/9-27-54)

>>>>>[Katana, or whoever you are -- you've got a problem at Loci D,
F, Q, and BB.  Unfortunately, correcting one makes the others go
ballistic, and the virus becomes totally unstable, breaking down
within seconds. 

You might try modifying the sequence between WW and EEE; that
.might. fix it, though I anticipate problems further down the
strand if you do so.]<<<<<
        -- De Doc (14:53:22/9-27-54)

>>>>>[Oh, what snazzy dialogue. Is this reality, or a bad simsense
recording? Uh, Raven, I haven't heared anything since Saturday. What
gives?]<<<<< 
        -- Six Pack <16:06:57/09-27-54>

*****GNUEncrypt.DAWNSIODADD CATH.1191
>>>>>[They're holed up in Portland. Shut up and don't bother
me.]<<<<< 
        -- Raven <**:**:**/**-**-**>

>>>>>[Geez!]<<<<<
        -- Six Pack <16:12:13/09-27-54>

>>>>>[I don't know what you are planning, but now that I know of it,
security WILL be tightened and you will NOT succeed at doing whatever
you are planning. Going to kill your own father, Diana?  I think I'll
tell him just to see the pained look on his face so I can laugh in
it{*****Initiate Dump, Black Devil*****} what?!  Damn you,
Solitiare!]<<<<< 
        --  Dante(12:57:06/09-27-54)
*****Initiate Data Purge, Dante MPCP/Memory*****
*****Purging:  9%...14%...36%...67%...99%...Purge Complete*****
*****Initiate Viral trace, Black Fool*****
*****Tracing*****Tracing******Tracing******Trace Completed, Tir
Taingire/Royal Hill....Trace Destroyed at Final Location*****

>>>>>[Drek!  Almost had it.  Smith and crew were probably there
too...  Well, I am sorry for the purge of this list, but if Drake
gets wind of that unencrypted post, we're out of a rescue.  My
apologies]<<<<< 
        --  Solitiare(13:02:57/09-27-54)
*****Download Smart Frame: IT v.1, Purge Frame:  Quantity-14
*****Download % Complete:  10...20...error, download blocked*****
*****Engage De-Blocker:  30%....40%....50%....60%....
        WARNING!  WARNING!  Black
*****Trace constuct engaged!....80%....90%....100%%

*****Download complete:  IT purge commencing....Purging
*****Purging Complete:  25%....50%....75%....Purge Complete:  
        Data Destroyed.

*****Black Trace Confirmed:  Denver, Mobile Sat Uplink, Trace
        terminated at 
*****Downside Link....TommyKnocker Defense Frame confimed:  one IC
        construct 
*****Destroyed

*****Link Terminated, Externally

>>>>>[ Oh...SU-RE, Sgt. Jackson! Spice n' `Shade were ACTUALLY
slottin' some REALLY drekky chips, see! An', well, while they were
stumblin' `round, in a mindless stupor...they were REALLY attacked
by a _viscious_ Awakened MOO-COW! Frag, chummer...get a grip!]<<<<< 
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/ hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ FRAG! What tis WITH this drek-head?  I've, personally, dealt
with more big bad ju-ju then I care ta recall! Should Spice n'
Nightshade say they were attacked by a toxie...__I__ b`lieve
em!!]<<<<< 
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/ hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ Valentine, I try ta protect my own son from th' nasties a
reality, whene`er I ken...but, SOMETIMES, there's jus' thin's tha'
Joseph should KNOW...though he's only six, he realizes, ta SOME
extent, wha' I AM...an' what I DO..an', tha" there COULD be a day,
when I won't be comin' o`er ta see him...e`er again.  Ya should have
th' SAME consideration, fer Lil' Dragon's feelin's...he's a "big
boy", now...:}  Let him know tha' Uncle Alex had some problems...tha'
he'd made some mistakes, an' had gotten himself in some
trouble...tha' he's goin ta haveta "pay" somethin' BACK, fer those
mistakes...but, tha' (because of what he is) people are gonna be a
lil' harder on him...DON'T let him feel shame, fer any a
this...because there's NOTHIN ta be ashamed OF!  Alex is a good
man...with a good heart! An', ASSURE him tha' Alex STILL loves him,
no matter WHAT happens! An, let him know tha' _I'M_ ALWAYS here, fer
him! 

This should help, I HOPE! Ya jus' gotta be honest, with him. 
Honest, but GENTLE...]<<<<<
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/ hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ Ms. Lees...meow...HISS!  tsk.tsk.  Petty...VERY petty!
IOW...LAY OFFA CERISE!  So ka? ]<<<<<
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/ hits:th':bone>

>>>>>[ Why, Nexey-boy! I thought _I_ wasss the only one arrround
herrre, who liked to _purrr_! Usssed to be a time, boy...when YOU
made me purrr, RRREAL good! *smirk* ]<<<<<
        *Lady Siam* (I've got 9 livesss/ and land on my feet)

>>>>>[ *SNEER* ]<<<<<
        -THE Nexus <When:th':bullet/ hits:th':bone>

*****ENCRYPT RHO OMICRON PSI  Roxey_MPCP***** 
>>>>>[ Roxey-Love...I'm truly lookin' forward ta alla this insanity
ENDIN'...  an SOON! Truth be told, lass...I'm missin ya somethin
TERRIBLE! Thin's have been SO hectic! I'm goin half NUTS, waitin fer
th' chance ta jus' find somewhere dark, an' safe, an' OUT OF TH'
WAY...ta curl up with ya...an tell ya HOW MUCH I missed ya...an get
some decent SLEEP! *grin* Jus' kiddin, Lover! SLEEP?  What's SLEEP?
I donna think we've e`er done THA'! *sneer* What a NOVEL idea!
ANYway, Hon...I really DO miss ya, lass! Moren ya could E`ER
know.....*sigh* I'd best be goin, befer I get myself talkin all SORTS
a MUSH! ICK! *shudder*  ;>  See ya SOON, Lover! ]<<<<<
        -Sean Cullen <Jus':WAIT:till/ I-get-back ;>

>>>>>[ STREETWOLF, null persperation mate. The only thing is that I
will 'ave ter take out the  extra passenger seats, that is about the
only place that  I have to put it. We might even 'ave ter take off
the front wheel an' maybe even the fork.  If it is still on meet me
in Redmonds, yer just get in touch wiv the Troll gang an ask fer
Redskin. As long as yer say that you are coming on my behalf they
should lead yer to me. Whatever yer do, do not get 'em mad at yer.
They will try ter bait yer inta doin' summat rash, but don't respond.
As long as yer get through ter Redskin you will be fine ]<<<<<
        -- Nige <00:22:29/28-09-54>

>>>>>[ Hmm, it appears it may be time for me to come clean with the
.net, quite a few of you have discovered I am quite good at obtaining
information. This is because in the Tir I am known as Data, the name
should be famaliar to some of you, by the way Solariel, I will not
allow you to use my own information net against me again!  Well
anyway I _know_ Ganz, a few years ago I _set up_ his intellegence
net, it's probably changed by now but I can still help to crash it.
But I can not release any more info on the net, if you wish to talk
to me personally _find_ me, Doomsday is taking my appointments.
        
Oh yeah, Fenris and SpotOn, have been babysitting me for the last few
days, but early yesterday they headed off for the barrens, something
about helping out this Spirit chick, hope they are OK. Oh yeah Ouro I
think SpotOn used Worm intentionally, she was kinda pissed, as for
not seriously hurting me, that IC construct fried my deck, and almost
nailed my brain. That's the last time I log into Shadowland without
defences programs up.  ]<<<<<
        --  NodeFaerie <01:27:31/09-28-54>

>>>>>[ We've woken up in that city that never sleeps, to find we're
king of the hill, top of the heap... ]<<<<<
        --TickTock (TimeFlies/LikeABanana)

>>>>>[ Will SOMEONE shut him up? Please? ]<<<<<
        --MOONWALKER (BigApple/RottenCore)

>>>>>[ Sorry, Vixen and I are off to Carnegie Hall for a
recital.]<<<<< 
        --Blindside (Now you see it.../...Now you don't)

>>>>>[ Where'd Ralph & Kaneda go? ]<<<<<
        --MOONWALKER (BigApple/RottenCore)

>>>>>[ I saw them about an hour ago on 51st poring over Rhyest's
Guide to Pushcart Cuisine. Three guesses as to what they're up to,
and the first two don't count ]<<<<<
        --Vixen (LookMa/NoTime-DateStamp)

>>>>>[ And I'd appreciate a new T-D stamp, if you please. ]<<<<<
        --Vixen (LookMa/NoTime-DateStamp)

>>>>>[ Thoooooooose little town BLUUUUUUES..... ]<<<<<
        --TickTock (TimeFlies/LikeABanana)

>>>>>[ help. ]<<<<<
        MOONWALKER (WhereAre/MyEarplugs?)

>>>>>[ Boy do I hate sewers, their dark, wet and depressing.  And the
thing is I'm not even in them yet!!!  I am just using a VCR to
control drones through the smeggin' place.  Sheena really is ticked
that I am not walking through the water like she is, she says that
she plans on getting revenge. 

Well look'e here, I do think I have found them again!!!  Four
strange looking creatures.  Luckily they have not seen me yet, and
I plan on keeping it that way.  As of I am putting everyone on
yellow alert because of a good possible lead.

***** Sending Yellow Alert to hunt team - possible good lead.

Well I will be signing off now so that I can concertrate more on
them.]<<<<< 
        -Lister <19:02:36/09-27-54>

>>>>>[I'm sorry my lead didn't pan out for you.  I hope this new one
is more fruitful.

Sean!  I wouldn't go down there, if I were you.  You won't learn
anything about my organization going THAT way....I was very careful
not to go anywhere near any of my groups interests.  I just got a
nasty feeling about that one tunnel, that definitely told me "Keep
Out."  Now is the time to be concentrating on helping Spirit, not
poking into other's affairs.  That comes later.  Sigh.  Cerise,
Highlander; any luick on your part?]<<<<<
        --Brandon Lowe: (20:18:32/9-27-54)

>>>>>[By the way, Powerhouse, wherever you've disappeared to: I must
compliment you on your choice of groups to ally yourself with.  They
have a very inmpressive record, and my own people have been able to
accumulate a fair sized file on them.  I can assure both you and them
that they have no quarrel with me or mine, and would be better
directing their energies to that new type of toxic I've been hearing
about.]<<<<< 
        --Brandon Lowe (20:20:20/9-27-54)

>>>>>[Highlander here: we've not found anything of any real
importance; Cerise and I have been following the tunnels she's
familiar with (thanks for the offer of help, BTW, but I'm
travelling incognito for the moment, and we work well enough
together (boy do we!! ;>0.).  We're going to try and find this Sean
person; I don't want him wandering around hy himself, no matter how
good he is, and Cerise doesn't want Brandon to do anything to him. 
Well, we'll be in touch.]<<<<< 
        --Highlander (20:25:16/9-27-54)

*****Encrypt Powerhouse MPCP
>>>>>[Laddie?  Are you out there?  You're starting to worry us now,
say something.]<<<<<
        --Highlander (20:27:43/9-27-54)

>>>>>[ Well the drone has been following these guys down the tunnels
for a while, pretty soon I am going to have to replace it with fresh
a one.  I am switching to video feed so that everyone can get a feel
of the area.  I am also moving myself closer to the drones position
in case we find her.  The position of the drone is *** Drone
Position*** and I will be moving in a few more drones into that area
for more backup.  I really want to make sure that if one is found
others can move closer and keep watch. 

***** Vidoe Feed - Lister 1

Water gently flows down the black tunnel. Ahead can be seen six
shadowy misshapen shapes moving in the glow of a flashlight.  The
occasional rat scurries away from this light bringing intruder,
only to be grabbed by a suddenly appearing seventh figure, an ant
the size of a person.  Before it leaves again to places unknown, it
can briefly be seen, in the faint light of the flashlight that
glints off its black armor, to be looking about with a
dispassionate multi-faceted gaze.  The sewers with their old
rusting water pipes on the ceiling slowly go by, and every so often
a side tunnel or junction appears. 

*****End Video Feed Lister 1 ]<<<<<
        --Lister <20:32:12/09-27-54>

>>>>>[Laddie, did you say you were a vampire?  I'm grateful to you
for saving my life, but still.....I'dve never guessed.  You're as
bonnie a lad as any o I've met.  And you're a Scotsman to boot.
Well, if you had to be a vampire, at least you picked the right
accent for the job. Never let it be said that I held a man's fang
size against him.  If you need my help , laddie, it's yours.

I just have one wee question: why is Katana trying to produce such a
virus?  Seeing all the r trouble you're causing all by your lonesome
(with a bit of help from the odd countrymen), why would Sammie boy
want to make a whole planet of trouble?

I'm sorry about your family; vengence will be served, sooner or
later, you can rest assured of that.]<<<<<
        --Highlander (20:53:15/9-27-54)

*****Encrypt AJ'S_RESCUE v.3, FM ID***** 
>>>>>[Bout the car and AJ drivin to Cal Free from Denver, I don't
think it's an option, FM.  I don't think that he will be in any
condition to drive and even if he is, I want him to be in a situation
where he can't just leave Nex in the middle of the Rockies for
shootin him...]<<<<<
        --  Slash(00:15:39/09-28-54)

>>>>>[Null Difficulty, Chummer.  I'll deliver this boy to wherever
Nex wants him plunked off.]<<<<<
        --  FM(12:16:49/09-28-54)

*****Encrypt AJ'S_RESCUE v.3, All Involved MPCPs***** 
>>>>>[Ok, I want the Physical folks(the Snipes, Backuppers,
Distractors, Ambulancers, and Diana tells me that she want's her
Magical crew in NY by Thursday, doin recon, gettin set up, modifyin
the vehicles, etc.

Go in INDIVIDUALLY or in groups of no more than two.  Any more looks
suspicious and lowers our already low chance of success.  And we get
the boy out on Sunday whether he's ready or not.]<<<<<
        --  Slash(00:20:44/09-28-54)

*****Encrypt SILVER BULLET v.5, Buzz MPCP***** 
>>>>>[Buzz, their ain't any terminal in the room I know of, but there
should be a librairy computer for reading purposes.  But I am pretty
sure that AJ will be locked up in a cell where a camera can see him
at all times.  So loop the camera for a minute or two so you can
explain what is going on and tell him the signal(like a pronounced
fall of the chin to his chest while standing or something...), get a
response(probably have bugs in the room too), and then get out of
there.  He's a smart boy and knows not to be too surprised, or at
least not look it.]<<<<<
        --  Solitiare(12:25:22/09-28-54)

*****Encrypt Alpha Beta Omicron Solitaire_MPCP***** 
>>>>>[Solitaire does AJ know Morse code?  I will be able to
communicate via the camera for a few minutes and get out of
there.]<<<<<
        --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

*****Encrypt Wooden Stake-Auto Purge, v.8, All Involved MPCPs*****
>>>>>[I asked Solitiare{Include Viral Code, "Oh to be alone with a
deck of Solitaire cards"} to cover this sucker considerin how
important it is, and STOP messin around with our MPCPs!

FM, Nige, and Kaneda:  here's the Navstar coords for the extraction
point in the Catskills.  FM should be there first(tomorrow night) and
will NOT be releasin any homin signals-too easy to track, even
pulses.  So when your comp reads that you're there, come down slow
and easy and she'll help you cover the chopper with nettin, Nige. And
Kaneda, I suggest that you NOT make a test run over the area, as FM
may shoot you down if you look too curious... so just wait till the
rescue. 

Nige, Fast Track:  Find a place each of you to plant the transfer
vehicles wherethey won't be too disturbed or stolen, and figure
what the routes from the Courthouse to them will be, and then from
them to Peir 14, the pick-up point for NY.  We will be destroyin
all the vehicles to keep ourselves clean, and the weapons mounted
in them too.  Sorry, Fast Track, but it has to be done. 

Silver will be takin those with hearty constitutions out via his
Ocean Cmdr. and Kaneda will be takin Nige, AJ, Nex, and Hellblast
at least to the extract point in the 'Skills.  FM will take AJ and
Nex for sure from there. 

So here you are, folks.  Go for it]<<<<<
        --  Slash(00:51:14/09-28-54)
*****Attempted Unauthorized Read, Dante MPCP, Triggering Auto
        Purge***** 
*****Document Purged*****
*****0.000000% data recovery possible*****

>>>>>[DREK!  Nice encrypt, Solitaire.  Seems you are getting better.
Well, my current employer will find out what is going on eventually
anyway...]<<<<< 
        --  Dante(00:54:50/09-28-54)

*****Encrypt AJ'S_RESCUE v.4, All Involved MPCPs***** 
>>>>>[FM here.  If ya'll don't mind loud music, cramped quarters, and
high speed, I got room for a couple'a passengers and some gear in
Baby here.  And we leave tomorrow after sundown from Denver if you're
intrested.  And if ya'll mess wid my ordinance or the fuel, you get
pitched outta Baby at cruisin speed, comprende?]<<<<<
        --  FM(00:58:34/09-28-54)

*****Encyrpt Diana v1.0, STREETWOLF MPCP***** 
>>>>>[I need an ID, STREETWOLF, as do the following.  Pictures will
be enclosed at the end of this document.  THE Nexus, Kaneda,
Collussus, Sabre, Mirage.  *****enclosed Picture Data Packet*****
there you go.  Have fun, and thanks.]<<<        
        --  Diana, Mistress of the Night(13:02:18/09-28-54)

>>>>>[You heard me, Nex...  If you want to play with bugs, I have a
nice tarantella here around killing off all the songbirds.  Looks like
one of Slicke's little pets escaped, so you can hunt it down and kill
IT, k?  Now GET BACK HERE before I sick MAX on you AGAIN(groan).
Even HE's getting tired of beating up on you, Nex? And using your
real name now?  I am impressed...a little surprised, but still
impressed.  Now, if only I knew why...]<<<<< 
        --  Foxey Roxey(13:08:59/09-28-54)

>>>>>[And we will be taking off to NY shortly, dear, and I want to
SHOW you something...Oops, not encyrpted....Never mind.]<<<<<
        --  Foxey Roxey(13:10:34/09-28-54)

>>>>>[Dude, you'd think Ganz had actually gotten everyone he said
he'd nail. No replies from Jaez, Nightstalker, or Doom. .  .I'm
beginning to get the free willies. . .]<<<<<
        -- RAMboy <23:53:21/9-27-54>

>>>>>[Never fear, Jaez is here! I've holed up in my room pouring
over various files, and I think I may actually have a lead!

You recall when the right honorable Stormblade and I ran the PW
Matrix during the summer, correct? And that we downloaded a few of
their more protected files? Well, guess who's NAME is on one of
those files. . .That's right, your favorite total goose, Herr
Ganz!!! <rounds of virtual applause> 

Ganz is involved in the headings of at least 6 messages, all
involving the SAME ADDRESS! Can you believe it? After tracking
multiple sites and addresses for this one guy, he slips up and lets
us get a fix on a single station. Next I'm going to go over the
routing, to see what other systems are involved. . . maybe we'll
pick up a few leads. RAMboy, why don't you get over here and help
me with that. You always spot the really simple stuff that I
overlook.]<<<<< 
        --Jaez <00:12:34/9-28-54>

>>>>>[Is that a compliment? Yeesh, what I do for this girl...]<<<<< 
        -- RAMboy <00:13:21/9-28-54>

>>>>>[Well drek, Nige.  What do you expect?  This is a
CAR(mostly...), not a fraggin chopper!  And it ain't loaded with a
comm suit like you can fit in your sucker, Nige.  There ain't that
much room for all the hardware.  And this baby would give most
anything on the ground a run for thier money...]<<<<< 
        --  Moriarity(01:13:28/09-28-54)

>>>>>[Thanks Nex, I really appreciate it.  Seems there aren't all
that many people in shadowland with children.  And Bruce knows what
you are now too, Nex. Sorry, but you suggested telling him the trutha
and he asked.  An abbriged transcript follows:

Val(entine):  Ok, Bruce, I need to tell you something.

LD:  Uh oh.....  It's about Uncle Alex, isn't it?

Val:  yes, he has done some things in his past that he didn't want
        to do, or things that he shouldn't have done, and now the
        government wants to put him in jail for them.  And because
        of what he is they will be much harder on him than they
        normally would.  Do you understand? 

LD:  You mean because he has fangs and only goes out at night...? 

Val:  Yes, I do mean that, Bruce.  Do you understand that Alex still
        loves you and wishes he was with you now, Bruce?
        
LD:  Ya, I know that.  I wish I wasn't such a kid, Val.  I might be
        able to help Uncle Nex get him back.  That's why Uncle Nex
        and Aunt Lissa are going to New York, isn't it?

        
Val:  Possibly, Bruce, but I won't get your hopes up by saying it's
        so, I'm afraid.  Is that ok?

LD:  Sure, Val.  And Uncle Nex is what is called a phys ad, isn't
        he?  A guy who has Power and uses it to improve his body. 
        That is right, isn't it?

Val:  Yes it is.  And how did you figure this out, Bruce?  You are
        correct. 

LD:  Well, I looked at him once and he looked kinda fuzzy, with his
        arm gone and all kinda ugly green splotches all over him. 
        ICK! Does this mean I'm a phys ad like Uncle Nex, Val?

Well, you get the idea.  Looks like he's got you pegged, Nex.  He's
even going around here ACTING like you now.  Scary that there may be
TWO of THE Nexus in the near future, but I plan on pushing Bruce into
a little LESS dangerous field, if you don't mind.  But he does have a
mind of his own, and I fear that the moment he looked at you, his
future was set for life.  Oh, what convoluted webs we weave...]<<<<<
        --  Valentine(01:27:52/09-28-54)

>>>>>[ ***** Vidoe Feed - Lister 1

At a large junction the light from a lone street light can be seen
filtering down from high up above, only to be halted momentarily by
person running over the grate.  To one of the sides a newly
constructed roughly hewn corridor connects the water system to the
old subway tunnel.  Three new forms join the six already there. 
The group continues on down the old rain water tunnels leaving the
illumination of the street lamp behind. 

Soon, decomposing bones of the tunnels old inhabitants give evidence
to ANT's need to feed; neither rat nor Ork is safe from the hunger of
the insect. The ants keep on their mysterious course, every so often
changing onto one of the many side tunnels that occur.  The course
continues for at least another half hour.  The one of replacement
drones silently catches up with its predecessor.  *****Switching
Feeds. Current Location 26.34-H.12; Heading -> East.

Two more shapes soon join the larger group, increasing its size to
eleven ANTs moving along dank sewers of Puyallup.

*****Sending RED Alert to Hunt team - possible Spirit location soon.

*****Sending RED Alert to Hunt team - possible Spirit location soon.

*****End Video Feed Lister 1 ]<<<<<
        --Lister <22:35:02/09-27-54>

>>>>>[ ***** Vidoe Feed - Lister 1

The tunnels continue on, and as they do, the group slowly increases
in size. Every so often the flickering of ANTs appearing and
disappearing suddenly can be made out.  Soon, a large glow can be
seen coming from up ahead.  The tunnel opens into one of the many
rain water accumulation junctions with water from a multitude of
large and small tunnels empting into it.  Misshapen forms can be
seen busily working on walling off the larger tunnels.  The
tattered remains of some devastated underground community are
located on the sides of a small pool in the center of the
junction.  In the light of the dying fires of the community can be
seen the communities destroyers.  The part ant / part humanoid 
greedily feast upon the limbs of the communities previous Ork
owners. 

*****Send RED Alert to hunt team - large ANT grouping found.
*****Hunt team - head to location 26.14-H.12; Heading -> North.
*****Finding an entrance is priority.
*****Drone 2 desengaging - searching for path to surface.
*****Drone 1 continuing Vidoe Feed Lister 1.
*****Warning - Drone 1 low on power - .5 hours of reserves left.

Farther on in the chamber an eerie glow can be seen.  Beneath the
shimmering of a mystical barrier can be seen a corrupt alter shaped
as two ants holding the form of a lithe Amer-Indian woman can be
seen suspended helplessly unaware between them.  Around the barrier
many mystical glow a faint light, while a fat human form busily
hurries about obscure tasks. 

*****Send RED Alert to hunt team - Spirit located - location
        26.14-H.12 
*****Drone 2 nearing surface - possible entry location in 3 minutes
*****Send RED Alert to hunt team - Spirit located - location
        26.14-H.12 
*****End Video Feed Lister 1 ]<<<<<
        --Lister <22:38:16/09-27-54>

>>>>>[ ***** Vidoe Feed - Lister 1 - continual update by Drone 1

An explosion rocks the west side of sewer junction.  ANTs working on
blockading the breached tunnel and those near are thrown from the
wall-side to plummet to a horrendous death an the cement below.  More
shots can be seen destroying larger clumps of ANTs.  A faint blue gas
can be see tumbling from the tunnel mouth and rolling menacingly
along the floor of the chamber.  ANTs suddenly appear at the tunnel
mouth only to be caught in faint blue cloud.  They emit a piercing
cry as life leaves they are force to exit this realm to realms
unknown.  A large form comes hurling out of the tunnel mouth, its
landing is cushioned by an unfortunate humanoid ANT.

The form pauses for a second, evaluating the area.  The figure is
well over three meters tall, and covered by Heavy Assault Armor. 
Its face is covered by a gas mask, but a large horn can be seen
protruding from helmet on the left side of the head.  The figure
seems armed for bear with many odds and ends dangling from various
belts and or bulging in numerous pockets.  More prominent is the
Stoner-Ares M107 Heavy Machine Gun with an Ares Multiple Grenade
Launcher mounted beneath, held negligently in its left hand.  On
its back is an eight foot long katana and in the figures right hand
stands its twin glinting menacingly in firelight.  The pause is
over and figure quickly moves to the north and the helpless
figure.  ANTs appear suddenly near figure only to succumb to either
the blue gas or the even more sinister sword.  The more humanoid
ANTs start to converge on the huge figure only to fall to the
explosion of grenades and the deadly accuracy of the machine gun. 
The figure continues along like a juggernaut, unstoppable and
seemingly impervious to pain.  The machine gun continues to roar,
stopping briefly only to lob grenades with devastating effect at
the reinforcements coming from the walls. 

The chain on the machine gun ends and the figure fires grenades into
the lessening crowd again and again.  The figure throws away the gun,
the magazine empty.  As he rushes forward his hands quickly move to
his body and away; airfoil grenades slam explosively into the
straggling defenders.  Quicker than the eye can catch the second
katana is the figures hand and its collides with the group.  The
sound of breaking bones is horrendous; the katanas fly swiftly
cleaving through opponent after opponent. 

Suddenly ANT appear again from the ether.  One tears a gash in the
back of the heavy security armor.  Another knocks the mask off the
figure, only to reveal the gray eyes of a troll flaming insanely
with hatred.  The troll makes no sound as his enemies succumb to
the gas and to his flashing blades.  Finally no more of the ANTs
are left, and the troll continues relentlessly on to the alter and
its venomous shaman. 

The shaman, cackling insanely speaks "You may have beaten my
subjects, but you shall not defeat me, for I have the power of the
ANT Queen on my side.  Soon, when you are taken care of I will
bring her into the world and will sit at her side and rule the
WORLD!!!"  With that a huge ball of fire streaks towards the
advancing troll.  The troll smiles maliciously when the ball of
fire ceases to exist.  A loud low rumbling voice then replies,
"Shaman, I am Spirit of the World Rock.  I have Dreamed the future
for the past age and now I awaken.  ANT and her sisters my try to
gain the world, but many will fight her and them.  A victory for
either side will not be fast in coming, but here and now these ones
who were hurt will regain there loves and more.  Ant has failed
here this day." 

With that the troll lifts the Shaman with his left hand and throws
hims bodily into the wall.  The barrier shatters and the troll
reaches out with his right hand to cradle the gently falling
female.  Safely in the arms of her love, she opens her eyes to see
what here soul had know all along, "CRUSH your alive." 

The voice rumbles again "As I had Dreamed the Souls are together
again.  Enjoy your love, for one such as yours comes to so few in
this age.  And let you both know that in the coming months your
family will grow in love with the coming of two new and very
special young ones.  My they and you grow strong in love and with
those others who bear you love will the age become a that much
brighter." The voice is gone, the crackling fires disappear and are
replaced with a soft white light.  The misshapen bodies vanish, and
an old man awakes to find horror over. 

*****End Video Feed Lister 1 ]<<<<<
        --Lister <20:32:12/09-27-54>

>>>>>[(sniff) That was so beautiful......]<<<<<
        --Highlander (23:44:15/9-27-54)

*****Encrypt Passes Vendor_MPCP***** 
>>>>>[Vendor. 'ere are th' passes tha' I nee'.  I nee' 7 passes with
th' following names ***NAMES***.  I 'ave enclosed a Photo package fer
ya to place on them.  Than' ya again fer yer 'elp in this matt'r
*****enclosed Photo package***** *****enclosed STREETWOLF.PIC*****
Than' ya an' destr'y thi' file when ya are done with it.]<<<<<
        --  STREETWOLF(Fire is an Elf's Best Friend)
            (09:28:33/09:28:54)

>>>>>[ 'ey Streetwolf, for your info, I am goin' ter leave Seattle
tonight It is about a 15 to 20 hour trip and I only want ter fly by
night. That way we arrive thursday morning, if you still want ter
come wiv' me then you 'ad better be at the RdV in Redmonds tonight
before 21:00 Seattle time, I leave at 21:15 sharp.  Bring some food
and beer, it is going to be a long journey. Stop over will be around
Minneapolis, or at least in a forest nearby, close to some place
where we can get food. Then onto the RdV in the Catskills. If yer
don't want the ride tell me now if possible.

FM, Moriarty and Kaneda, see you there,and fer Pete's sake FM when
you see a jet black chopper wiv' RAF markings (my little joke), it
is me. It is not 1776 all over again. So resist temptation and
don't shoot me down. ]<<<<<
        -- Nige <17:19:26/28-09-64>

>>>>>[ Hi folks!!  Well things are getting back to normal here.  We
figured that instead of everyone posting an explanations and
questions to the BBS it would just be easier if we showed you what
has already gone on back at the Morgan resisdence.

*****Include Tridoe Feed - Morgan House

A small asian women stands on top of a bed gently tending the wounds
on the back of a rather enormous troll who is sitting on the floor in
a somewhat lotus position while holding the sleeping form of a lithe
Indian woman. 

CRUSH - Ow.

Sheena - quit your belly-achin.  I want to get this wound clean
before your body complete heals it over.  With the way you heal so
fast, the wound you got last night will be gone by tonight.

CRUSH - Ok

A beer-bellied lighter skinned black man with a long ponytail and
only a left hand works as dilegently as he can along side two
women.  They are both of the same height, one is pale with freckles
and shoulder length red hair, the other is of mixed color and has
short brown hair.  They seem to be working on some type of
electronic machine. 

Lister - Well Trina, you did a nice job on the toaster

Circuit Breaker - Well Ah was rather annoyed at the time, and it was
there. 

Kichanski - well next time you break it , we're gonna make you fix
it yourself. 

The lithe Indian woman awakens in trolls arms and smile lovingly up
at him. Lister breaks away from the work upon seeing that Spirit is
awake. 

Lister - ok CRUSH now that everyone is awake you can tell us just
what the smeg happened.  We know about the tunnels, so you can skip
that. 

CRUSH - Where CRUSH start....   OHHHH  ROCK!!  Helicopters come over
top of ROCK.  Start to shoot.  Claw blow one up, Spirit go help Claw.
Helicopter going to shoot Claw and Spirit.  CRUSH not like that idea.
CRUSH go move Claw and Spirit out of way.  Something tear through
CRUSH's side.  CRUSH fly in air. CRUSH go over cliff.  CRUSH fall.
CRUSH think 'CRUSH falling'.  CRUSH not hit bottom.  CRUSH think 'why
CRUSH not falling?'.  CRUSH get really tired.  CRUSH guess CRUSH fall
asleep. 

CRUSH - CRUSH DREAM for long time.  Voice speak to CRUSH.  Voice
tell CRUSH lots of stuff.  DREAMS tell CRUSH that Spirit will be in
danger.  Voice tell CRUSH that CRUSH must live so CRUSH can help
Spirit.  CRUSH decide CRUSH want to live. Spirit be mad at CRUSH if
CRUSH not. 

The Indian woman reachs up and pats the trolls cheek.

CRUSH - CRUSH DREAM more then.  CRUSH dream about Spirit and
beautiful Elven girl and sturdy Troll boy.  CRUSH wake up.  CRUSH
see a tall skinny black man stirring pot.  Black man look like
guide, but not guide.  He bring CRUSH pot. Food in pot.  CRUSH eat
food.  Man make lot more food.  CRUSH eat lot more food. CRUSH side
sore.  CRUSH look side.  Side there again.  Side is sore.  Man say
CRUSH lucky CRUSH live.  Man say other people would die from wound
like that. Man say CRUSH almost die from wound.  Man say ROCK
decided to help.  ROCK DREAM that CRUSH is needed.  Man say ROCK
heal CRUSH.  Man say that Man help CRUSH get better now.  CRUSH
sleep again.  CRUSH DREAM again.  DREAM tell CRUSH climb Rock to
see ROCK.  DREAM tell CRUSH take hard way up.  CRUSH wake.  CRUSH
eat.  CRUSH climb Rock.  Climb is hard.  CRUSH get tired but make
CRUSH feel better.  CRUSH make it to top.  ROCK is Rock.  ROCK
rumbles.  Rumble talks to CRUSH.  CRUSH learn.  CRUSH learn ANT
after Spirit.  CRUSH not happy.  CRUSH want hurt ANT. ROCK say ROCK
help.  ROCK not like ANT.  ROCK talk CRUSH more.  CRUSH sleep
again.  CRUSH wake.  CRUSH go back down Rock.  CRUSH feel
stronger.  CRUSH feel bigger.  CRUSH feel like CRUSH big like
Rock. 

CRUSH - CRUSH eat more.  CRUSH DREAM, time CRUSH leave Rock.  CRUSH
DREAM CRUSH go home to help Spirit.  CRUSH DREAM CRUSH crush ANT.
CRUSH leave ROCK.  Man go with CRUSH.  ROCK go with CRUSH.  Land go
by fast.  CRUSH reach City.  Man leave CRUSH.  Guide find CRUSH.
Guide give CRUSH ticket.  CRUSH go plane and leave city.  CRUSH DREAM
ANT have Spirit.  DREAM tell CRUSH CRUSH must hurry.  Head tell CRUSH
CRUSH need bug spray.  CRUSH get home.  No one home.  CRUSH Toaster
broken. 

CRUSH looks over at Trina.

Trina - Ah'm Workin' on it!!!!

CRUSH - CRUSH get bug spray, lots in house.  CRUSH get weapons. 
Head tell CRUSH get big guns and big armor.  Head tell CRUSH get
mask, gas not good.  CRUSH leave house.  CRUSH go barrens.  CRUSH
feel Spirit in barrens.  ROCK show CRUSH tunnel.  CRUSH go down
tunnel.  CRUSH reach wall.  CRUSH listen wall.  Head tell CRUSH
blow wall.  CRUSH blow wall.  CRUSH see Spirit.  CRUSH get really
mad. Spirit in danger.  CRUSH blowup ANTs.  Gas kill ANTs.  CRUSH
shoot ANTs.  No more ammo.  CRUSH cut ANTs.  ANTs cut CRUSH.  CRUSH
cut more ANTs.  ANTs all gone.  CRUSH see man.  Man have Spirit. 
CRUSH will kill man.  Man throw fire at CRUSH.  ROCK make fire
leave.  ROCK speak.  CRUSH advance.  ROCK tell man that ROCK not
like man or ANT.  CRUSH grab man.  CRUSH toss man.  Sphere shatter.
ROCK help Spirit down.  CRUSH cradle Spirit.  Spirit wakes.  Spirit
smiles. CRUSH smiles.  CRUSH and Spirit happy.  ROCK speak.  Tell
CRUSH that CRUSH be father soon. CRUSH and Spirit more happy. 
CRUSH remember Elven Girl and Troll Boy.  CRUSH very happy.  CRUSH
go home with Spirit.  CRUSH and Spirit DREAM. 

Lister - Well that does answer a lot.

The large screen trideo-phone beeps.  A tall lean and muscular black
man with short hair looks out from the screen and smiles.

Claw - so PANTHER was right.  Things would be better when I return.

Claw looks at Lister

Claw - Hmmm,  so what are you going to do about the hand?

Lister - I haven't decided.  Either i'll get a clone of the old one
or i'll get a cyber one with lots of tools and gadgets.  But we have
more important things to do right.  We have friend in need back out
east. 

Claw - I will be home tomorrow.  Will we be taking StarBug 1?

Lister - Yep!  She's as fit as can be.  Spirit will talk to her
father and some others so that we don't have any trouble over NAN.

Claw - I will be bringing a surprise home.  PANTHER has decide that
the places of MAN need a new hunter to help protect them.  PANTHER
had me help in the first ones birth.  It shall be a very special
creature. 

There is a loud pop from the cluttered work table, then a small fizz
and light whirl.  The girls quickly quicly back away from the
strange machine on the table.

Talkie - HOWDY DOODY DOODLY DOOO!!!!  I'm Talkie, your friendly
Talking Toaster (tm) a friendly breakfast companion.  Could I
interest any of you in some... TOAST!!!!!

CRUSH - CRUSH want TOAST.  CRUSH miss TALKIE.  CRUSH miss TOAST. 
CRUSH hungry. 

*****End Trideo feed.

And we all live happily ever after.  Well, a girl can dream can't
she?]<<<<< 
        --Kichanski <10:27:08/09-28-54>

***** Encrypt UC_Snow ***** 
>>>>>[ MicroChip, MicroChip, when are you? Your home address is not
answering and neither is your secondary. The emergency address is my
last chance. ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <18:50:38/28-09-54>

>>>>>[ Receiving you Snow, switch to channel 11/69-7 ]<<<<<
        -- UChip <18:57:17/28-09-54>

>>>>>[ All right, switching now.....
***** Circuit broken *****

***** Encrypt UC_Snow ***** 
>>>>>[...All right MicroChip, how is the reception on this
one?]<<<<< 
        -- Snow <19:00:00/28-09-64>

>>>>>[ Coming through loud and clear, and this is more or less safe
from most Sunday Deckers, though the big boys should read no
problemo. What is is you want? Must be important if you are pageing
me through the emergency channel I gave you. ]<<<<<
        -- UChip <19:02:49/28-09-64>
 
>>>>>[ I need information and fast. Dumbhead picked up a stray and
frankly some smells in the state of Danemark. I need to know more
about him and a couple of others. ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <19:04:03/28-09-64>

>>>>>[ Go ahead, hit me with your stuff, what do you need to
know?]<<<<< 
        -- UChip <19:04:45/28-09-64>

>>>>>[ Well the man I now have as a house guest calls himself "Le
Mercenaire Suisse", that is "The Swiss Mercenary" in a civilised
language. I want to know more about him, who he is and where he comes
from. I also need information about a Flanagan and also about a
Misty, as soon as possible. ]<<<<
        -- Snow <19:06:22/28-09-64>

>>>>>[ The World is a big place Snow. Got any pointers where I am to
start? ]<<<<<
        -- UChip <19:07:04/28-09-64>

>>>>>[ Try Geneva, Switzerland first, then the rest of the country
and finally what is left of continental Europe. ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <19:09:01/28-09-64>

>>>>>[ Cost ya, I mean Geneva is all but easy to get into, those
bankers and diplomats have extremly secure files. ]<<<<<
        -- UChip <19:10:54/28-09-64>

>>>>>[ 5000 Nuyen all right? ]<<<<<
        -- Snow <19:12:07/28-09-64>

>>>>>[ It'll do for starters, MicroChip out. ]<<<<<
        -- UChip <19:12:59/28-09-64>

>>>>>[Nige, I shall be there by 21:00.  Crested ten, Jameson an'
Guiness good enou' fer ya?  I will go an' get those supplies now so
tha' I will be ready ta go.  Actua'y I will be there early. I 'ave
all of my gear all packed up an' ready ta go.  I will be at the RdV
in Redmonds.  I look forward ta meetin' ya.]<<<<<
        --  STREETWOLF(Fire is an Elf's Best Friend)
            (15:42:06/09:28:54)

>>>>>[Phoenix. Phoenix. PHOENIX ! Nackers. Firewraith, love, will you
tell them two to stop sneaking around and whispering behind my back,
because it's really naffing me off !

Why won't any of you lot believe me that I saw Bruce wandering about
in Rome. Look, I'm telling you lot he is here ! It's the second time
I've seen him and that bloke he's with, I just seem to lose them in
the crowds. 

I'm having a lot of problems speaking Italian and I think I'm going
to become a bit "physically active" if another one of those
splitters on the mopeds tries to run me down. Is there no shade in
this country ? Where's the rain for Gawd's sake ? Why don't they
speak English ! 

IF you'll lot want to find ME I'll be at Ma's]<<<<<
        -WHAT(22:58:13/28-09-54)

>>>>>[Fraggit all!  Wheres Milhaus ?  He seemed dazed a while back
now he's gone.  I hope nothing has happened to him.  Prophet, what
did you get out of Mari so far. Is she still holding up or has she
started spilling info. I haven't seen her either. I can't take going
in to interrogate my own sister -- slitch that she is . . .  Keep me
informed - I'm going to look for Milhaus.]<<<<<
        -- KHANx (14:11:45/9.28.54)

*****ENCRYPT DORIAN**** 
>>>>>[Hai, domo arigato!  I will do good job!]<<<<<
        --Nishimura Miyoko <10:13:20/09.27.54>
*****DECRYPT DORIAN*****

*****ENCRYPT AJ's RESCUE***** 
>>>>>[Diana.  I am in NY now under a false alias.  Unlike our friend
Sun, I'm not much a summoner so I don't have much in the way of
allies or elementals.  Mass mind spells are one of my specialties so
I think I can handle the "mass confusion" part.  I also agree we need
to keep the human casualties to a minimum.

I also have a good, innoculous looking power focus I can mask, so I
think I can remove the astral barrier and elementals as well.  After
that, I'm out of tricks and will have to leave.]<<<<<
        --Karen Anderson <17:13:20/09.28.54>
*****DECRYPT AJ's RESCUE*****