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- [2012-01-09 21:11:29] <Salmander> Nolan feels himself being nudged awake
- [2012-01-09 21:14:29] -->| NapSeq (~chatzilla@synIRC-900F2EBB.client.mchsi.com) has joined #Desert_Outpost
- [2012-01-09 21:15:06] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan bolts up. What? Are they home?
- [2012-01-09 21:15:25] <Salmander> "We are at the void." The professor is quite solemn.
- [2012-01-09 21:15:27] =-= NapSeq is now known as Sequence
- [2012-01-09 21:15:59] <Mr_Wilt> Oh, right. That's certainly not home.
- [2012-01-09 21:16:17] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan pushes himself up off the floor of the control room.
- [2012-01-09 21:17:03] <Salmander> "Our pursuers disappeared while I was not looking. I think they fled when it became apparent we were heading towards the void."
- [2012-01-09 21:18:25] <Mr_Wilt> Well, that makes life a little easier. Few less things that have to lose their lives.
- [2012-01-09 21:19:07] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan heads over to the console. Any buttons with some sort of bullhorn icon?
- [2012-01-09 21:19:44] <Salmander> "Are you going to try to call the giant creature that carried us?"
- [2012-01-09 21:19:52] <Mr_Wilt> He nods.
- [2012-01-09 21:20:54] <Salmander> "Machine, alarm, full volume."
- [2012-01-09 21:21:06] <Salmander> ~Soundproofing cabin.~
- [2012-01-09 21:21:10] <Salmander> Ca-chunk
- [2012-01-09 21:22:02] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan waits.
- [2012-01-09 21:23:46] <Salmander> Cleet flies in, this time simply batting at the control room.
- [2012-01-09 21:23:52] <Salmander> "Alarm off."
- [2012-01-09 21:24:01] <Salmander> ~Deproofing cabin.~
- [2012-01-09 21:24:04] <Salmander> Ca-chunk
- [2012-01-09 21:24:18] <Salmander> The sound of Cleet's wings flapping fills the cabin
- [2012-01-09 21:25:01] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan picks up the three blueprints he stole from the museum and exits the Ska Rabmush.
- [2012-01-09 21:25:23] <Salmander> Is he still in the chicken suit?
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- [2012-01-09 21:26:54] <Mr_Wilt> Nope.
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- [2012-01-09 21:27:13] <Salmander> "Stop doin' that!"
- [2012-01-09 21:27:14] <Mr_Wilt> He turned that back into gloves sometime during their fleeing.
- [2012-01-09 21:28:21] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan waves, both in greeting and apology.
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- [2012-01-09 21:30:43] <Salmander> "What si it we needed carried, Miragus?" The professor sounds quite nervous.
- [2012-01-09 21:31:11] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan points at the module, the blueprints in his hands, himself, and then the professor.
- [2012-01-09 21:33:53] <Mr_Wilt> Should be about everything.
- [2012-01-09 21:33:58] <Salmander> "Well that looks to be one heavy piece of machinery ya got there." Cleet flaps over to it.
- [2012-01-09 21:35:12] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan nods. Yeah, it did look pretty heavy.
- [2012-01-09 21:35:18] <Mr_Wilt> He shrugs. Can he carry it?
- [2012-01-09 21:35:53] <Salmander> Cleet moves down and wraps his feet around the module
- [2012-01-09 21:36:05] <Salmander> The lets out a grunt, then lifts it, straining
- [2012-01-09 21:36:14] <Salmander> "It's heavy, but I think I can make it."
- [2012-01-09 21:36:53] <Salmander> "You fine folks will have to stay behind fer now, though. I'll have to make a second trip."
- [2012-01-09 21:37:03] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan nods. That's cool.
- [2012-01-09 21:39:39] <Salmander> Cleet grunts again and begins flapping his wings quite fast, crossing slowly over the void.
- [2012-01-09 21:41:40] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan turns to the professor to see how he's holding up.
- [2012-01-09 21:42:28] <Salmander> The professor is leaning against teh Ska Rabmush, looking exhausted. He'd probably be drinking a bottle of brandy right now if he had a stomach
- [2012-01-09 21:44:01] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan leans beside him, letting out a sigh. He just manages to blow sand out of his mouth.
- [2012-01-09 21:44:41] <Salmander> "Well Miragus, I suppose we've done it."
- [2012-01-09 21:45:27] <Mr_Wilt> He nods. Yeah, it looks like they have.
- [2012-01-09 21:47:13] <Salmander> "I suppose you'll be returning back to Elsewhere."
- [2012-01-09 21:47:42] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan nods again. He pokes the professor and then pokes himself.
- [2012-01-09 21:48:00] <Mr_Wilt> He's not sure if the Foundation would let them keep the professor around, but there wouldn't be any harm in it, would there?
- [2012-01-09 21:48:13] <Mr_Wilt> It's the least they can do for letting him run off and get cloned.
- [2012-01-09 21:49:23] <Salmander> "I am not sure I can still exist where you do, Miragus. I'm simply a pile of bones."
- [2012-01-09 21:51:27] <Mr_Wilt> Maybe he's right.
- [2012-01-09 21:51:34] <Mr_Wilt> Still, he could always stick around in the town.
- [2012-01-09 21:51:38] <Mr_Wilt> Talk to White Face.
- [2012-01-09 21:51:56] <Salmander> Roll perception Nolan
- [2012-01-09 21:52:15] <Mr_Wilt> 6df+4
- [2012-01-09 21:52:16] <Glacon> Mr_Wilt: 4 (6df+4=3+, 4-, 3+, 0, 4-, 0)
- [2012-01-09 21:53:26] <Salmander> Nevermind
- [2012-01-09 21:54:11] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan pats the professor on the back.
- [2012-01-09 21:55:08] <Salmander> "perhaps I'll visit the cranes."
- [2012-01-09 21:57:45] <Mr_Wilt> He flashes the professor a thumbs up.
- [2012-01-09 21:57:56] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan'll still be sure to visit the professor.
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- [2012-01-09 21:58:47] <Salmander> "Are there still pirates?"
- [2012-01-09 21:59:35] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan shrugs
- [2012-01-09 21:59:43] <Mr_Wilt> He didn't even know there were pirates before.
- [2012-01-09 22:03:04] |<-- Sequence has left irc.synirc.net (Ping timeout)
- [2012-01-09 22:03:26] <Salmander> "Put your talons in the air, soul sucked. No one to protect you now that that giant black creature's flown off."
- [2012-01-09 22:05:16] <Salmander> That's not the professor talking
- [2012-01-09 22:05:17] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan turns to where the voice is coming from.
- [2012-01-09 22:06:21] <Salmander> It's coming from his left side. The black and white peacock is standing there with his nephew. He has a laser.
- [2012-01-09 22:07:40] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan rolls his fucking eyes. Again?
- [2012-01-09 22:08:07] <Mr_Wilt> Is there anybody else with them?
- [2012-01-09 22:08:35] <Salmander> Doesn't seem to be
- [2012-01-09 22:09:42] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan lifts the professor up and fucking throws him at the black and white peacock. /Again/.
- [2012-01-09 22:11:08] <Mr_Wilt> 6df+10 Tagging Bad Habits
- [2012-01-09 22:11:09] <Glacon> Mr_Wilt: Tagging Bad Habits: 10 (6df+10=4-, 3+, 0, 3+, 0, 4-)
- [2012-01-09 22:11:17] <Mr_Wilt> Man, Nolan's really going to need to apologize.
- [2012-01-09 22:11:30] <Salmander> "AAAghk!" Both exclaim as they topple over one another
- [2012-01-09 22:12:35] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan stomps on over to the pile and grabs the peacock by the throat.
- [2012-01-09 22:13:46] <Salmander> "Not so fast, soul sucked," the uncle manages to let out. From all directions a flood of peacocks come out. A few even drop from the top of the Ska rabmush. They're like SWAT
- [2012-01-09 22:15:42] <Mr_Wilt> If Nolan knows /anything/ about SWAT, it's that they'll seek negotiations in hostage situations before resorting to deadly force.
- [2012-01-09 22:15:52] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan thinks up a knife and puts it to the peacock's throat.
- [2012-01-09 22:17:00] <Salmander> The peacock clucks in an odd feeling of deja-vu
- [2012-01-09 22:17:46] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan ups the ante. He thinks up a nice handgun and places it to the peacock's head.
- [2012-01-09 22:18:01] <Mr_Wilt> Sure, /that/ might be a bluff, but the knife is very real.
- [2012-01-09 22:18:26] <Salmander> The peacocks all look at one another, confused
- [2012-01-09 22:19:38] <Mr_Wilt> He presses the knife harder to the uncle's neck.
- [2012-01-09 22:22:08] <Mr_Wilt> He cocks his head to the side, motioning for them to leave.
- [2012-01-09 22:22:23] <Salmander> "Don't hurt my uncle, sir!" They all back up
- [2012-01-09 22:24:25] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan draws the tiniest bit of blood from the bird's neck. He motions with the handgun for them to put their weapons down.
- [2012-01-09 22:25:11] <Salmander> They all look at each other and drop their weapons, except one.
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- [2012-01-09 22:25:52] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan does the same gesture at the one.
- [2012-01-09 22:26:18] <Salmander> "Fucking scum!" He aims his laser and shoots. Roll pdef Nolan!
- [2012-01-09 22:26:37] <Mr_Wilt> 6df+7 /Dayum/!
- [2012-01-09 22:26:37] <Glacon> Mr_Wilt: /Dayum/!: 8 (6df+7=4-, 4-, 3+, 3+, 0, 3+)
- [2012-01-09 22:27:21] <Salmander> The dude misses, hitting the bit of machine above Nolan. It sparks.
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- [2012-01-09 22:28:43] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan draws more blood from the peacock, staring down the one who just took a shot at him.
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- [2012-01-09 22:29:58] <Salmander> The guy is kicked to the ground by the peacock beside him. He drops his laser.
- [2012-01-09 22:30:53] <Mr_Wilt> There we go, that's the SWAT he knows.
- [2012-01-09 22:31:27] <Salmander> "Hehehe, I got all day."
- [2012-01-09 22:31:44] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan takes a deep breath. Time to make a gamble. Hopefully these guys have some ounce of moral in them.
- [2012-01-09 22:32:15] <Mr_Wilt> He shoves the peacock at the team, preemptively making sledgehammer in the case that they do start taking shots.
- [2012-01-09 22:33:11] <Salmander> The uncle stumbles forward but the team catches him. his back's to the void. "Wrong choice." He lifts his laser.
- [2012-01-09 22:34:52] <Mr_Wilt> Well, he tried. Does he have time to run up and hit him?
- [2012-01-09 22:35:49] <Salmander> Nope
- [2012-01-09 22:36:09] <Mr_Wilt> PDef?
- [2012-01-09 22:36:15] <Salmander> Clunk
- [2012-01-09 22:36:24] <Salmander> Something hits the uncle
- [2012-01-09 22:36:31] <Salmander> He falls over backwards, into the void
- [2012-01-09 22:36:36] <Salmander> Along with the bones that hit him
- [2012-01-09 22:37:17] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan's eyes go wide.
- [2012-01-09 22:38:33] <Mr_Wilt> He watches as his friend falls into the Void, just to give him another chance.
- [2012-01-09 22:38:50] <Salmander> The SWAT team all turns and looks down at the void
- [2012-01-09 22:39:38] <Salmander> "U-uncle?"
- [2012-01-09 22:42:09] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan's face hardens, his jaw clenches.
- [2012-01-09 22:42:23] <Mr_Wilt> His grip tightens around his big, blue weapon.
- [2012-01-09 22:42:33] <Mr_Wilt> Shit, these peacocks better fucking leave, /right now/.
- [2012-01-09 22:43:03] <Salmander> They all look at Nolan again and run away. Except for the scum one.
- [2012-01-09 22:45:00] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan's isn't for second fucking rights. Not anymore.
- [2012-01-09 22:45:16] <Mr_Wilt> He charges at the remaining peacock and swings his sledgehammer.
- [2012-01-09 22:45:18] <Mr_Wilt> Right for the head.
- [2012-01-09 22:46:39] <Salmander> Melee
- [2012-01-09 22:47:17] <Mr_Wilt> 6df+7
- [2012-01-09 22:47:18] <Glacon> Mr_Wilt: 6 (6df+7=3+, 3+, 4-, 0, 4-, 4-)
- [2012-01-09 22:48:13] <Salmander> The peacock crumples to the ground
- [2012-01-09 22:49:37] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan returns the sledge to gloves once more, picks up the blueprints, and just waits for Cleet.
- [2012-01-09 22:51:30] <Salmander> "Ah, good work Miragus."
- [2012-01-09 22:52:39] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan looks up.
- [2012-01-09 22:52:41] <Mr_Wilt> What.
- [2012-01-09 22:52:50] <Salmander> Its coming from the drop off into the void
- [2012-01-09 22:54:30] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan walks over to the edge and looks down.
- [2012-01-09 22:55:59] <Salmander> The professor is clutching onto a small rock protruding about 5 feet down
- [2012-01-09 22:57:00] <Mr_Wilt> Hold the motherfucking phone.
- [2012-01-09 22:57:24] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan throws the blueprints back at the Ska Rabmush, thinks up some rope, and lowers it down to the professor.
- [2012-01-09 22:57:58] <Salmander> He dangles back and forth. Hmm, very clever Miragus, but not even you can save me now."
- [2012-01-09 22:59:07] <Salmander> "I'm already in the void. I can't leave your way. I'm too dead."
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- [2012-01-09 23:00:10] =-= Topic for #Desert_Outpost is ``The most fancy-schamncy addition to interdimensional travel, because fuck the rec room''
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- [2012-01-09 23:00:29] <Salmander> "I can't leave your way. I'm too dead."
- [2012-01-09 23:01:23] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan gives him a strange look, still lowering the rope.
- [2012-01-09 23:02:49] <Salmander> "Hehe, I appreciate the effort Miragus, but the only way for me is down. Maybe you'll visit me sometime."
- [2012-01-09 23:03:55] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan shakes his head, trying to speak to him. No, no, Craol. We're done. It's over. Time to go home.
- [2012-01-09 23:06:38] <Salmander> "You're a good egg, Miragus. Your mate chose well."
- [2012-01-09 23:06:48] <Salmander> "Farewell friend."
- [2012-01-09 23:07:02] <Salmander> The professor releases the rock
- [2012-01-09 23:07:05] <Salmander> And drops
- [2012-01-09 23:07:11] <Salmander> Disappearing into the blackness
- [2012-01-09 23:07:37] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan watches as he falls.
- [2012-01-09 23:11:54] <Mr_Wilt> He sheds a single sandy tear, going back to retrieve his blueprints and wait for Cleet once more.
- [2012-01-09 23:12:08] <Mr_Wilt> Maybe he will visit him sometime.
- [2012-01-09 23:12:47] <Salmander> The moon begins setting. The rays of the sun appear on the horizon
- [2012-01-09 23:12:55] <Salmander> Cleet returns
- [2012-01-09 23:13:27] <Salmander> He flaps in, looking at Nolan, conffused. "Hey, what happened to yer pal?"
- [2012-01-09 23:13:52] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan just shakes his head.
- [2012-01-09 23:15:19] <Salmander> "Oh, I see..." Cleet notices the collapsed peacock on the ground. "Ready to go?"
- [2012-01-09 23:16:02] <Mr_Wilt> He nods, making a bag out of his left glove to stash the blueprints in.
- [2012-01-09 23:17:03] <Salmander> Cleet picks Nolan up. "It's a damn shame. He was a nice guy."
- [2012-01-09 23:18:25] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan looks down. Yeah, he was.
- [2012-01-09 23:19:11] <Salmander> "You gonna be alright?"
- [2012-01-09 23:20:49] <Mr_Wilt> He nods again, a bit more reluctantly. He just wants to go home.
- [2012-01-09 23:22:43] <Salmander> They reach the other side and Cleet drops Nolan off. "You go get that girl of yours no, y'hear?"
- [2012-01-09 23:24:22] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan gives him a thumbs up and a bit of a forced smile.
- [2012-01-09 23:24:50] <Salmander> Cleet flaps off. "I'm goin' to sleep."
- [2012-01-09 23:27:13] <Mr_Wilt> He gives him a wave.
- [2012-01-09 23:28:52] <Mr_Wilt> Are the module and the first Ska Rabmush there?
- [2012-01-09 23:29:16] <Salmander> Yep
- [2012-01-09 23:30:33] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan climbs on into the Ska Rabmush.
- [2012-01-09 23:30:39] <Mr_Wilt> Okay, shit. How do you install this thing?
- [2012-01-09 23:30:43] <Mr_Wilt> He looks around at the console.
- [2012-01-09 23:30:59] <Salmander> He should probably turn it on first
- [2012-01-09 23:32:46] <Mr_Wilt> Oh, right.
- [2012-01-09 23:33:00] <Mr_Wilt> He presses the on button.
- [2012-01-09 23:33:12] <Salmander> ~Heating module detected. Install?~
- [2012-01-09 23:35:30] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan tries to say yes, only to be greeted by sand.
- [2012-01-09 23:35:49] <Mr_Wilt> He looks for a button that could possibly function as a "Yes".
- [2012-01-09 23:37:36] <Salmander> There's a green and red one side by side
- [2012-01-09 23:38:19] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan presses the green one.
- [2012-01-09 23:39:06] <Salmander> ~Installing. Approximate time to full installation: Whenever Sal and Wilt are ready tomorrow.~
- [2012-01-09 23:39:55] <Tox|Laptop> Gasp. The drill punched through the fourth wall.
- [2012-01-09 23:40:56] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan doesn't get the significance of whatever that means.
- [2012-01-09 23:41:08] <Mr_Wilt> Eh, whatever. Probably more bird god mumbo jumbo.
- [2012-01-09 23:41:36] <Salmander> ~Your existence is meaningless. You are simply a character being controlled until his eventual death.~
- [2012-01-09 23:42:10] <Tox|Laptop> Gasp! The machine speaks the truth!
- [2012-01-09 23:42:18] <Mr_Wilt> Nolan rolls his eyes. Yep, more bird gob existential mumbo jumbo.
- [2012-01-09 23:42:36] <Mr_Wilt> He spends the installation time looking over the three blueprints he nabbed.
- [2012-01-09 23:42:42] <Mr_Wilt> Man, he really should have took more
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