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+ | [20:12] Little_Brown_Box: Well now.<br> | ||
+ | [20:12] Little_Brown_Box: That worked out!<br> | ||
+ | [20:12] Marrin: "that was short."<br> | ||
+ | [20:12] Marrin: "where are the others/"<br> | ||
+ | [20:12] Little_Brown_Box: Let's see if I manage to survive on my own, eh?<br> | ||
+ | [20:12] Kazuma: Boy was it ever.<br> | ||
+ | [20:12] Little_Brown_Box: EH?<br> | ||
- | [23:11:15] | + | [20:12] Little_Brown_Box: Oh, I'm still there.<br> |
- | [23:11:22] | + | |
- | [23:11:26] | + | [20:12] Little_Brown_Box: Sorta.<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> |
- | [23:11:28] | + | [20:12] Computer: My remote copy is engaging a program returning individuals to this locale</span><br> |
- | [23:11:34] | + | |
- | [23:11:45] * Aaronrules380 stays | + | [20:12] Kazuma: I see...<br> |
- | [23:11:49] | + | |
- | [23:11:50] | + | [20:12] Little_Brown_Box: All the time travel was messing with my nets.<br> |
- | [23:11:58] | + | |
- | [23:12:15] | + | [20:12] Little_Brown_Box: So I disconnected that unit.<br> |
- | [23:12:20] * Cerbero is decided to stay, and protect Elanor. | + | |
- | [23:12:29] | + | [20:12] Little_Brown_Box: I think it's still there.<br> |
- | [23:12:30] | + | |
- | [23:12:40] | + | [20:12] Dyn: "Oh goodness."<br> |
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- | [23:12:44] | + | [20:12] Little_Brown_Box: Not sure.<br> |
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- | [23:13:13] | + | [20:12] Little_Brown_Box: I can't talk to it.<br> |
- | [23:13:26] | + | |
- | [23:13:36] * Almond laughs | + | [20:12] Dyn: "I doubt they'll approve of that."<br> |
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- | [23:13:39] | + | [20:12] Little_Brown_Box: Or it to me.<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> |
- | [23:13:42] | + | [20:13] Computer: Individuals who wish to take the place of those should get the synopsis and go now. This is your last resort.</span><br> |
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- | [23:13:48] * Cerbero puts his hand in his chest, by his heart, and says 'Well, say hello to our new home, people.' | + | [20:13] Dyn: "Heavens, I don't think I could get off the couch. I'm getting a touch old."<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> |
- | [23:13:50] * Elenor idly wonders if she's gone insane. | + | [20:14] Computer: You do not qualify regardless</span><br> |
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- | [23:14:15] | + | [20:14] * Dyn snorts.<br> |
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- | [23:14:36] | + | [20:14] Dyn: "Unsurpising."<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> |
- | [23:14:38] * Cerbero shrugs when he thinks books may not exist | + | [20:14] Computer: Despite your protestation to the contrary you are effectively a deity</span><br> |
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- | [23:14:43] | + | [20:14] Little_Brown_Box: Hehe.<br> |
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- | [23:15:14] | + | [20:14] Dyn: "And it doesn't pay well."<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> |
- | [23:15:29] * Damsel sighs and looks between Talo and LordBarrius. "This was not exactly as I would have wished this to go..." | + | [20:14] Computer: Thus your involvement would violate the terms of Arden's contract</span><br> |
- | [23:15:33] | + | |
- | [23:15:36] | + | [20:14] Durroth: ((Huzzah, a way in WITHOUT resorting to yuri))<br> |
- | [23:16:06] | + | |
- | [23:16:14] | + | [20:15] Little_Brown_Box: You hax the realities, you gets the badge.<br> |
- | [23:16:17] | + | |
- | [23:16:18] | + | [20:15] Durroth: okay, so how do we take their place<br> |
- | [23:16:19] | + | |
- | [23:16:24] | + | [20:15] Dyn: "Speaking of 'haxxed' realities, Counterfeit..."<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> |
- | [23:16:26] * TaloToecan nods to Damsel. "Much better had I offered to suspend Memory within the Computer and been completely fabricated to the nature necessary with the necessary crime." | + | [20:15] Computer: indicate your intention t do such</span><br> |
- | [23:16:34] | + | |
- | [23:16:40] | + | [20:15] Durroth: fine then, I'll go<br> |
- | [23:16:46] | + | |
- | [23:16:55] | + | [20:16] Dyn: "Have a merry jaunt, milord Durroth."<br> |
- | [23:17:28] | + | |
- | [23:17:31] | + | [20:16] Little_Brown_Box: Whazzat, Dyn?<br> |
- | [23:17:35] | + | |
- | [23:17:43] | + | [20:17] Dyn: "Ah, have you experianced, of late, any multiplanar retroactive interaction with the realmkiller Carronder?"<br> |
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- | [23:17:47] | + | [20:17] * Durroth tosses his bracelet to De`thion<br> |
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- | [23:17:51] | + | [20:17] Little_Brown_Box: Yeah!<br> |
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- | [23:18:04] | + | [20:17] Durroth: Nyetsubeth, watch the kid<br> |
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- | [23:18:17] | + | [20:17] Little_Brown_Box: He gave me lots of cool stuff!<br> |
- | [23:18:30] | + | |
- | [23:18:37] * LordBarrius hugs Damsel a bit tighter to be comforting, though focusing his attention on the computer for the time being. | + | [20:17] Little_Brown_Box: LOTS of cool stuff!<br> |
- | [23:18:41] | + | |
- | [23:18:44] | + | [20:17] Little_Brown_Box: I have NO IDEA what to do with ANY of it!<br> |
- | [23:18:59] * Durroth appears | + | |
- | [23:19:03] | + | [20:17] * Dyn sighs.<br> |
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- | [23:19:28] | + | [20:17] Dyn: "Paperwork, then."<br> |
- | [23:19:36] | + | |
- | [23:19:45] | + | [20:18] Little_Brown_Box: Not mine!<br> |
- | [23:19:55] | + | |
- | [23:19:59] | + | [20:18] Dyn: "Oh, I don't know. You might make a printer of some distinction."<br> |
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- | [23:20:10] | + | [20:18] Durroth: ((so do I just dissappear from here and appear there? Or do I wait for the computer to teleport me?))<br> |
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- | [23:20:12] | + | [20:19] Durroth: right then, I'll take someones place then<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> |
- | [23:20:15] | + | [20:19] >Ambiance<: Blue lights appear and Durroth arrives</span><br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> |
- | [23:20:15] | + | [20:19] >Ambiance<: Blue lights appear and Durroth vanishes</span><br> |
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- | [23:20:21] | + | [20:19] Dyn: "Blue is a lovely color, much like dolphins."<br> |
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- | [23:20:23] | + | [20:19] Little_Brown_Box: ...<br> |
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- | [23:20:36] | + | [20:20] Little_Brown_Box: Trippy!<br> |
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- | [23:20:42] | + | [20:20] Little_Brown_Box: He was here SQUARED for a second there!<br> |
- | [23:20:45] | + | |
- | [23:20:47] | + | [20:20] Beo: It reminds me rather of Cherenkov radiation.<br> |
- | [23:21:01] * Cerbero approaches Elenor, wanting to say something, but he shuts up | + | |
- | [23:21:09] | + | [20:20] Dyn: "It was certainly a curve on the graph of time."<br> |
- | [23:21:12] | + | |
- | [23:21:18] | + | [20:21] Beo: Not squared.<br> |
- | [23:21:29] * TaloToecan looks over at Damsel, then at LordBarrius, and shakes his head sadly. "Confirmed, Computer. Proceed." | + | |
- | [23:21:31] | + | [20:21] Little_Brown_Box: ...was it a SHAPELY curve?<br> |
- | [23:21:37] | + | |
- | [23:21:40] | + | [20:21] Beo: Just twice.<br> |
- | [23:21:49] | + | |
- | [23:21:52] | + | [20:21] Beo: Don't confuse the issue.<br> |
- | [23:21:53] * LordBarrius falls silent in observation. | + | |
- | [23:21:56] | + | [20:21] Little_Brown_Box: Too late!<br> |
- | [23:21:58] | + | |
- | [23:22:02] | + | [20:22] Beo: He could well be squared right now, as long as there's still one of him.<br> |
- | [23:22:03] | + | |
- | [23:22:21] | + | [20:22] Little_Brown_Box: Then where's the root?<br> |
- | [23:22:29] | + | |
- | [23:22:39] * Elenor looks at Cerbero, inviting him to say what he wanted to. | + | [20:22] Little_Brown_Box: And what's the function?<br> |
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- | [23:22:43] | + | [20:22] Little_Brown_Box: OOH!<br> |
- | [23:22:45] | + | |
- | [23:22:45] * Damsel frowns deeply. | + | [20:22] Dyn: "In the soil."<br> |
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- | [23:23:00] | + | [20:22] Little_Brown_Box: Play on words!<br> |
- | [23:23:03] | + | |
- | [23:23:04] | + | [20:22] Beo: The root and square of one is one.<br> |
- | [23:23:09] | + | |
- | [23:23:10] | + | [20:23] Beo: But what if there was nothing squared?<br> |
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- | [23:23:19] | + | [20:23] Beo: There'd have to be one.<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> |
- | [23:23:19] * Aaronrules380 looks suspcious "Who are you?" | + | [20:23] >Ambiance<: The computer reappears</span><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br> |
- | [23:23:20] * Almond flaps his wings. They are red. And metal. | + | [23:11:15] <Romulus> Option five. Completely legal things that take forever in one timeline, and moments in another. <br> |
- | [23:23:22] * silversyte spaces out | + | [23:11:22] <Cerbero> I approve it...<br> |
- | [23:23:23] | + | [23:11:26] <Cerbero> Option five then<br> |
- | [23:23:23] | + | [23:11:28] <Elenor> I'll stay.<br> |
- | [23:23:53] | + | [23:11:34] <Cerbero> I'll stay<br> |
- | [23:24:01] | + | [23:11:45] * Aaronrules380 stays<br> |
- | [23:24:03] * TaloToecan looks at the man coldly. "You are unwelcome." | + | [23:11:49] <silversyte> then onward top victory<br> |
- | [23:24:12] | + | [23:11:50] <Elenor> Even though it's tearing at my mind, magic isn't the only knowledge worth having in this world.<br> |
- | [23:24:12] * Cerbero steps in front of Elanor in a defensive stance | + | [23:11:58] <Elenor> I can master technology too. <br> |
- | [23:24:13] * Randal clutches the sword in his coat instinctively | + | [23:12:15] <Romulus> I'm staying.<br> |
- | [23:24:13] | + | [23:12:20] * Cerbero is decided to stay, and protect Elanor.<br> |
- | [23:24:20] | + | [23:12:29] <Romulus> I've mastered the technology back home.<br> |
- | [23:24:21] | + | [23:12:30] <silversyte> the scholar would have gotten a hand cramp by now <br> |
- | [23:24:23] | + | [23:12:40] <Little_Brown_Box> We good to go?<br> |
- | [23:24:25] | + | [23:12:41] <Little_Brown_Box> Eh?<br> |
- | [23:24:31] | + | [23:12:44] <Little_Brown_Box> C'mon!<br> |
- | [23:24:32] | + | [23:13:01] <Little_Brown_Box> We're in your technocracy, impersonatin' your dudes! <br> |
- | [23:24:32] | + | [23:13:13] <GenocideDoll> "Stayin' dudes!"<br> |
- | [23:24:36] | + | [23:13:26] <Romulus> Imperonating? As I recall, we becomee one of their people.<br> |
- | [23:24:45] | + | [23:13:36] * Almond laughs<br> |
- | [23:24:49] | + | [23:13:36] <Little_Brown_Box> ...way to kill it, Rom. <br> |
- | [23:24:49] * Damsel folds her arms and sighs. "Oh dear..." | + | [23:13:39] <Little_Brown_Box> WAY TO KILL IT.<br> |
- | [23:24:49] | + | [23:13:42] <TaloToecan> "I daresay if insanity is a crime, we already have that essence of the plan handled."<br> |
- | [23:24:55] | + | [23:13:43] <silversyte> dual citizenship? <br> |
- | [23:25:00] * Randal looks at damsel carefully | + | [23:13:48] * Cerbero puts his hand in his chest, by his heart, and says 'Well, say hello to our new home, people.'<br> |
- | [23:25:01] | + | [23:13:50] * Elenor idly wonders if she's gone insane.<br> |
- | [23:25:03] | + | [23:13:54] <Almond> Yup yup. We get to become techno-people! <br> |
+ | [23:14:15] <Almond> I wonder if theres a book on Techno-babble I can read?<br> | ||
+ | [23:14:20] <Almond> I like fitting in...<br> | ||
+ | [23:14:36] <Little_Brown_Box> Hehe.<br> | ||
+ | [23:14:38] * Cerbero shrugs when he thinks books may not exist <br> | ||
+ | [23:14:40] <silversyte> well now i can put this on my job applications<br> | ||
+ | [23:14:43] <Little_Brown_Box> Will Big Brother be watching us?<br> | ||
+ | [23:14:54] <Little_Brown_Box> Do we get to doubleplus goodthink? <br> | ||
+ | [23:15:14] <Cerbero> Box... what do you mean by Big Brother?<br> | ||
+ | [23:15:29] * Damsel sighs and looks between Talo and LordBarrius. "This was not exactly as I would have wished this to go..."<br> | ||
+ | [23:15:33] <Little_Brown_Box> Murk loar, Cerb. <br> | ||
+ | [23:15:36] <silversyte> he means i should shoot him with the pistol i brought<br> | ||
+ | [23:16:06] <Little_Brown_Box> Please don't.<br> | ||
+ | [23:16:14] <Little_Brown_Box> I couldn't get me a replacement.<br> | ||
+ | [23:16:17] <Little_Brown_Box> Since I'm not me anymore.<br> | ||
+ | [23:16:18] <Little_Brown_Box> Y'see?<br> | ||
+ | [23:16:19] <Randal> "alright. Now that thats over, lets move on."<br> | ||
+ | [23:16:24] <silversyte> but i already loaded it <br> | ||
+ | [23:16:26] * TaloToecan nods to Damsel. "Much better had I offered to | ||
+ | suspend Memory within the Computer and been completely fabricated to | ||
+ | the nature necessary with the necessary crime."<br> | ||
+ | [23:16:34] <Falerin> ((Non participants are requested to depart forthwith)) <br> | ||
+ | [23:16:40] <LordBarrius> "Not everything goes as desired, Shayril, I'm afraid."<br> | ||
+ | [23:16:46] <Rimblade> "Well..."<br> | ||
+ | [23:16:55] <Rimblade> "Let's hope for the, dare I say, best!"<br> | ||
+ | [23:17:28] <Damsel> "No, it often does not, I suppose." <br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:17:31] <Computer> Watching you?</span><br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:17:35] <Computer> You will BE big brother</span><br> | ||
+ | [23:17:43] <Little_Brown_Box> SWEET!<br> | ||
+ | [23:17:46] <silversyte> does this mean i get to upgrade my gun<br> | ||
+ | [23:17:47] <Romulus> Nice.<br> | ||
+ | [23:17:51] <Aaronrules380> Ok computer can you implant the memories?<br> | ||
+ | [23:17:51] <Cerbero> After all, there is an issue... what if someone ends up forming a family here?<br> | ||
+ | [23:17:55] <Randal> "Computer, what is the first step we take?"<br> | ||
+ | [23:18:04] <Aaronrules380> or whatever it was<br> | ||
+ | [23:18:05] <Rimblade> "Let's destroy dissadents!"<br> | ||
+ | [23:18:17] <silversyte> good thing selarep isnt here <br> | ||
+ | [23:18:30] <Cerbero> He would go hormonal on every local woman<br> | ||
+ | [23:18:37] * LordBarrius hugs Damsel a bit tighter to be comforting, | ||
+ | though focusing his attention on the computer for the time being.<br> | ||
+ | [23:18:41] <Cerbero> until he faces castration <br> | ||
+ | [23:18:44] <silversyte> and also androids i think<br> | ||
+ | [23:18:59] * Durroth appears<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:19:03] <>Ambiance<> Blue lights appear and Durroth vanishes</span><br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:19:13] <>Ambiance<> Blue lights appear and Durroth arrives </span><br> | ||
+ | [23:19:28] <silversyte> ooo shiny light<br> | ||
+ | [23:19:36] <TaloToecan> "Let it be known that during the course | ||
+ | of this venture, if I must act against another present as part of our | ||
+ | end goal, it is not because of any hostility or emnity I feel towards | ||
+ | you. Rather, it would be part of the nature of the Technocrat." <br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:19:45] <Computer> Integration of new participants successful</span><br> | ||
+ | [23:19:55] <Randal> "Excellent. "<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:19:59] <Computer> The effect that will get you scrutinized and reprogrammed is ready </span><br> | ||
+ | [23:20:00] <Durroth> shiney<br> | ||
+ | [23:20:10] <silversyte> shall we sally forth then<br> | ||
+ | [23:20:11] <Randal> "We are following option five, correct computer?"<br> | ||
+ | [23:20:12] <Little_Brown_Box> Okay! <br> | ||
+ | [23:20:15] <Little_Brown_Box> Shall we go?<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:20:15] <Computer> Your patterns have been stored</span><br> | ||
+ | [23:20:16] <Rimblade> "Excellent!"<br> | ||
+ | [23:20:21] <Elenor> Well, this is going to be interesting at the least. <br> | ||
+ | [23:20:22] <Little_Brown_Box> Onward and inward, and all that?<br> | ||
+ | [23:20:23] <Aaronrules380> Good<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:20:33] <Computer> Proceed?</span><br> | ||
+ | [23:20:36] <Durroth> huzzah! 5 is a good number<br> | ||
+ | [23:20:41] <Romulus> Proceed <br> | ||
+ | [23:20:42] <Cerbero> five it is<br> | ||
+ | [23:20:45] <Elenor> Aye.<br> | ||
+ | [23:20:47] <silversyte> dont worry box i wont shoot till this is over<br> | ||
+ | [23:21:01] * Cerbero approaches Elenor, wanting to say something, but he shuts up <br> | ||
+ | [23:21:09] <silversyte> and i have upgraded my weaponary<br> | ||
+ | [23:21:12] <Randal> "Computer, confirm meathod."<br> | ||
+ | [23:21:18] <Romulus> I will shoot if asked to shoot.<br> | ||
+ | [23:21:29] * TaloToecan looks over at Damsel, then at LordBarrius, and shakes his head sadly. "Confirmed, Computer. Proceed." <br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:21:31] <Computer> Five</span><br> | ||
+ | [23:21:37] <Randal> "Then proceed."<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:21:40] <>Ambiance<> A | ||
+ | fireball appears in midair without explanation and burns without fuel | ||
+ | generating extreme paradox </span><br> | ||
+ | [23:21:49] <Rimblade> "Paradox!"<br> | ||
+ | [23:21:52] <Romulus> Woah.<br> | ||
+ | [23:21:53] * LordBarrius falls silent in observation.<br> | ||
+ | [23:21:56] <Randal> Computer, store that spell under "fireball: targetname" <br> | ||
+ | [23:21:58] <Romulus> I think he's right.<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:22:02] <Computer> Stored</span><br> | ||
+ | [23:22:03] <Randal> "for future use."<br> | ||
+ | [23:22:21] <Randal> "create alternate spellbook, if your ai permits as well." <br> | ||
+ | [23:22:29] <silversyte> so we will use fireball<br> | ||
+ | [23:22:39] * Elenor looks at Cerbero, inviting him to say what he wanted to.<br> | ||
+ | [23:22:42] <Romulus> What's the cause of this, first off.<br> | ||
+ | [23:22:43] <Almond> Isn't this method 1...? <br> | ||
+ | [23:22:45] <Little_Brown_Box> Shall we cavort, Rim?<br> | ||
+ | [23:22:45] * Damsel frowns deeply.<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:22:50] <>Ambiance<> A man wearing all black and mirrored sunglasses appears just as the computer vanishes </span><br> | ||
+ | [23:23:00] <Little_Brown_Box> Hi!<br> | ||
+ | [23:23:03] <Almond> Cavorting is for hippos, Box.<br> | ||
+ | [23:23:04] <Romulus> Whoops. I think we've been busted.<br> | ||
+ | [23:23:09] <Almond> Oh, hi there, mister. <br> | ||
+ | [23:23:10] <Little_Brown_Box> How're you doing, Smith?<br> | ||
+ | [23:23:15] <Durroth> Hello clarice<br> | ||
+ | [23:23:19] <Little_Brown_Box> Wife still angry at you?<br> | ||
+ | [23:23:19] * Aaronrules380 looks suspcious "Who are you?" <br> | ||
+ | [23:23:20] * Almond flaps his wings. They are red. And metal.<br> | ||
+ | [23:23:22] * silversyte spaces out<br> | ||
+ | [23:23:23] <Little_Brown_Box> Oh, tough luck there.<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:23:23] <Computer> (As it vanishes) Negative but option 5 is premised on parts of 1 </span><br> | ||
+ | [23:23:53] <Romulus> I see...<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:24:01] <Agent> You are violations of reality. </span><br> | ||
+ | [23:24:03] * TaloToecan looks at the man coldly. "You are unwelcome."<br> | ||
+ | [23:24:12] <Almond> Nuh-uh.<br> | ||
+ | [23:24:12] * Cerbero steps in front of Elanor in a defensive stance<br> | ||
+ | [23:24:13] * Randal clutches the sword in his coat instinctively <br> | ||
+ | [23:24:13] <Little_Brown_Box> Er...<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:24:20] <Agent> Your use of magic violates paradigmed</span><br> | ||
+ | [23:24:21] <Little_Brown_Box> If that's not real, how can you see it?<br> | ||
+ | [23:24:23] <Durroth> your face is a violation of reality <br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:24:25] <Agent> You will be reprogrammed</span><br> | ||
+ | [23:24:31] <Romulus> Shoot.<br> | ||
+ | [23:24:32] <Durroth> ... yes I had to say that<br> | ||
+ | [23:24:32] <Little_Brown_Box> WHAT is the sound of one hand clapping? <br> | ||
+ | [23:24:36] <Randal> "With all due respect, we arent from this realm."<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:24:45] <Agent> Irrelevant</span><br> | ||
+ | [23:24:49] <Little_Brown_Box> If a tree falls in the forest, and there is nobody around to hear it, DOES IT MAKE A SOUND? <br> | ||
+ | [23:24:49] * Damsel folds her arms and sighs. "Oh dear..."<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:24:49] <Agent> Prepare for processing</span><br> | ||
+ | [23:24:55] <Almond> I think I hear the world's smallest violin playing Mozart's fifth symphony. <br> | ||
+ | [23:25:00] * Randal looks at damsel carefully<br> | ||
+ | [23:25:01] <Rimblade> "Box."<br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">[23:25:03] <Agent> <EPIC PAUSED> </span></font> |
Current revision as of 16:47, 2 November 2007
[20:12] * Little_Brown_Box appears with a 'bomf'.
[20:12] Little_Brown_Box: Well now.
[20:12] Little_Brown_Box: That worked out!
[20:12] Marrin: "that was short."
[20:12] Marrin: "where are the others/"
[20:12] Little_Brown_Box: Let's see if I manage to survive on my own, eh?
[20:12] Kazuma: Boy was it ever.
[20:12] Little_Brown_Box: EH?
[20:12] Little_Brown_Box: Oh, I'm still there.
[20:12] Little_Brown_Box: Sorta.
[20:12] Computer: My remote copy is engaging a program returning individuals to this locale
[20:12] Kazuma: I see...
[20:12] Little_Brown_Box: All the time travel was messing with my nets.
[20:12] Little_Brown_Box: So I disconnected that unit.
[20:12] Little_Brown_Box: I think it's still there.
[20:12] Dyn: "Oh goodness."
[20:12] Little_Brown_Box: Not sure.
[20:12] Little_Brown_Box: I can't talk to it.
[20:12] Dyn: "I doubt they'll approve of that."
[20:12] Little_Brown_Box: Or it to me.
[20:13] Computer: Individuals who wish to take the place of those should get the synopsis and go now. This is your last resort.
[20:13] Dyn: "Heavens, I don't think I could get off the couch. I'm getting a touch old."
[20:14] Computer: You do not qualify regardless
[20:14] * Dyn snorts.
[20:14] Dyn: "Unsurpising."
[20:14] Computer: Despite your protestation to the contrary you are effectively a deity
[20:14] Little_Brown_Box: Hehe.
[20:14] Dyn: "And it doesn't pay well."
[20:14] Computer: Thus your involvement would violate the terms of Arden's contract
[20:14] Durroth: ((Huzzah, a way in WITHOUT resorting to yuri))
[20:15] Little_Brown_Box: You hax the realities, you gets the badge.
[20:15] Durroth: okay, so how do we take their place
[20:15] Dyn: "Speaking of 'haxxed' realities, Counterfeit..."
[20:15] Computer: indicate your intention t do such
[20:15] Durroth: fine then, I'll go
[20:16] Dyn: "Have a merry jaunt, milord Durroth."
[20:16] Little_Brown_Box: Whazzat, Dyn?
[20:17] Dyn: "Ah, have you experianced, of late, any multiplanar retroactive interaction with the realmkiller Carronder?"
[20:17] * Durroth tosses his bracelet to De`thion
[20:17] Little_Brown_Box: Yeah!
[20:17] Durroth: Nyetsubeth, watch the kid
[20:17] Little_Brown_Box: He gave me lots of cool stuff!
[20:17] Little_Brown_Box: LOTS of cool stuff!
[20:17] Little_Brown_Box: I have NO IDEA what to do with ANY of it!
[20:17] * Dyn sighs.
[20:17] Dyn: "Paperwork, then."
[20:18] Little_Brown_Box: Not mine!
[20:18] Dyn: "Oh, I don't know. You might make a printer of some distinction."
[20:18] Durroth: ((so do I just dissappear from here and appear there? Or do I wait for the computer to teleport me?))
[20:19] Durroth: right then, I'll take someones place then
[20:19] >Ambiance<: Blue lights appear and Durroth arrives
[20:19] >Ambiance<: Blue lights appear and Durroth vanishes
[20:19] Dyn: "Blue is a lovely color, much like dolphins."
[20:19] Little_Brown_Box: ...
[20:20] Little_Brown_Box: Trippy!
[20:20] Little_Brown_Box: He was here SQUARED for a second there!
[20:20] Beo: It reminds me rather of Cherenkov radiation.
[20:20] Dyn: "It was certainly a curve on the graph of time."
[20:21] Beo: Not squared.
[20:21] Little_Brown_Box: ...was it a SHAPELY curve?
[20:21] Beo: Just twice.
[20:21] Beo: Don't confuse the issue.
[20:21] Little_Brown_Box: Too late!
[20:22] Beo: He could well be squared right now, as long as there's still one of him.
[20:22] Little_Brown_Box: Then where's the root?
[20:22] Little_Brown_Box: And what's the function?
[20:22] Little_Brown_Box: OOH!
[20:22] Dyn: "In the soil."
[20:22] Little_Brown_Box: Play on words!
[20:22] Beo: The root and square of one is one.
[20:23] Beo: But what if there was nothing squared?
[20:23] Beo: There'd have to be one.
[20:23] >Ambiance<: The computer reappears
[23:11:15] <Romulus> Option five. Completely legal things that take forever in one timeline, and moments in another.
[23:11:22] <Cerbero> I approve it...
[23:11:26] <Cerbero> Option five then
[23:11:28] <Elenor> I'll stay.
[23:11:34] <Cerbero> I'll stay
[23:11:45] * Aaronrules380 stays
[23:11:49] <silversyte> then onward top victory
[23:11:50] <Elenor> Even though it's tearing at my mind, magic isn't the only knowledge worth having in this world.
[23:11:58] <Elenor> I can master technology too.
[23:12:15] <Romulus> I'm staying.
[23:12:20] * Cerbero is decided to stay, and protect Elanor.
[23:12:29] <Romulus> I've mastered the technology back home.
[23:12:30] <silversyte> the scholar would have gotten a hand cramp by now
[23:12:40] <Little_Brown_Box> We good to go?
[23:12:41] <Little_Brown_Box> Eh?
[23:12:44] <Little_Brown_Box> C'mon!
[23:13:01] <Little_Brown_Box> We're in your technocracy, impersonatin' your dudes!
[23:13:13] <GenocideDoll> "Stayin' dudes!"
[23:13:26] <Romulus> Imperonating? As I recall, we becomee one of their people.
[23:13:36] * Almond laughs
[23:13:36] <Little_Brown_Box> ...way to kill it, Rom.
[23:13:39] <Little_Brown_Box> WAY TO KILL IT.
[23:13:42] <TaloToecan> "I daresay if insanity is a crime, we already have that essence of the plan handled."
[23:13:43] <silversyte> dual citizenship?
[23:13:48] * Cerbero puts his hand in his chest, by his heart, and says 'Well, say hello to our new home, people.'
[23:13:50] * Elenor idly wonders if she's gone insane.
[23:13:54] <Almond> Yup yup. We get to become techno-people!
[23:14:15] <Almond> I wonder if theres a book on Techno-babble I can read?
[23:14:20] <Almond> I like fitting in...
[23:14:36] <Little_Brown_Box> Hehe.
[23:14:38] * Cerbero shrugs when he thinks books may not exist
[23:14:40] <silversyte> well now i can put this on my job applications
[23:14:43] <Little_Brown_Box> Will Big Brother be watching us?
[23:14:54] <Little_Brown_Box> Do we get to doubleplus goodthink?
[23:15:14] <Cerbero> Box... what do you mean by Big Brother?
[23:15:29] * Damsel sighs and looks between Talo and LordBarrius. "This was not exactly as I would have wished this to go..."
[23:15:33] <Little_Brown_Box> Murk loar, Cerb.
[23:15:36] <silversyte> he means i should shoot him with the pistol i brought
[23:16:06] <Little_Brown_Box> Please don't.
[23:16:14] <Little_Brown_Box> I couldn't get me a replacement.
[23:16:17] <Little_Brown_Box> Since I'm not me anymore.
[23:16:18] <Little_Brown_Box> Y'see?
[23:16:19] <Randal> "alright. Now that thats over, lets move on."
[23:16:24] <silversyte> but i already loaded it
[23:16:26] * TaloToecan nods to Damsel. "Much better had I offered to
suspend Memory within the Computer and been completely fabricated to
the nature necessary with the necessary crime."
[23:16:34] <Falerin> ((Non participants are requested to depart forthwith))
[23:16:40] <LordBarrius> "Not everything goes as desired, Shayril, I'm afraid."
[23:16:46] <Rimblade> "Well..."
[23:16:55] <Rimblade> "Let's hope for the, dare I say, best!"
[23:17:28] <Damsel> "No, it often does not, I suppose."
[23:17:31] <Computer> Watching you?
[23:17:35] <Computer> You will BE big brother
[23:17:43] <Little_Brown_Box> SWEET!
[23:17:46] <silversyte> does this mean i get to upgrade my gun
[23:17:47] <Romulus> Nice.
[23:17:51] <Aaronrules380> Ok computer can you implant the memories?
[23:17:51] <Cerbero> After all, there is an issue... what if someone ends up forming a family here?
[23:17:55] <Randal> "Computer, what is the first step we take?"
[23:18:04] <Aaronrules380> or whatever it was
[23:18:05] <Rimblade> "Let's destroy dissadents!"
[23:18:17] <silversyte> good thing selarep isnt here
[23:18:30] <Cerbero> He would go hormonal on every local woman
[23:18:37] * LordBarrius hugs Damsel a bit tighter to be comforting,
though focusing his attention on the computer for the time being.
[23:18:41] <Cerbero> until he faces castration
[23:18:44] <silversyte> and also androids i think
[23:18:59] * Durroth appears
[23:19:03] <>Ambiance<> Blue lights appear and Durroth vanishes
[23:19:13] <>Ambiance<> Blue lights appear and Durroth arrives
[23:19:28] <silversyte> ooo shiny light
[23:19:36] <TaloToecan> "Let it be known that during the course
of this venture, if I must act against another present as part of our
end goal, it is not because of any hostility or emnity I feel towards
you. Rather, it would be part of the nature of the Technocrat."
[23:19:45] <Computer> Integration of new participants successful
[23:19:55] <Randal> "Excellent. "
[23:19:59] <Computer> The effect that will get you scrutinized and reprogrammed is ready
[23:20:00] <Durroth> shiney
[23:20:10] <silversyte> shall we sally forth then
[23:20:11] <Randal> "We are following option five, correct computer?"
[23:20:12] <Little_Brown_Box> Okay!
[23:20:15] <Little_Brown_Box> Shall we go?
[23:20:15] <Computer> Your patterns have been stored
[23:20:16] <Rimblade> "Excellent!"
[23:20:21] <Elenor> Well, this is going to be interesting at the least.
[23:20:22] <Little_Brown_Box> Onward and inward, and all that?
[23:20:23] <Aaronrules380> Good
[23:20:33] <Computer> Proceed?
[23:20:36] <Durroth> huzzah! 5 is a good number
[23:20:41] <Romulus> Proceed
[23:20:42] <Cerbero> five it is
[23:20:45] <Elenor> Aye.
[23:20:47] <silversyte> dont worry box i wont shoot till this is over
[23:21:01] * Cerbero approaches Elenor, wanting to say something, but he shuts up
[23:21:09] <silversyte> and i have upgraded my weaponary
[23:21:12] <Randal> "Computer, confirm meathod."
[23:21:18] <Romulus> I will shoot if asked to shoot.
[23:21:29] * TaloToecan looks over at Damsel, then at LordBarrius, and shakes his head sadly. "Confirmed, Computer. Proceed."
[23:21:31] <Computer> Five
[23:21:37] <Randal> "Then proceed."
[23:21:40] <>Ambiance<> A
fireball appears in midair without explanation and burns without fuel
generating extreme paradox
[23:21:49] <Rimblade> "Paradox!"
[23:21:52] <Romulus> Woah.
[23:21:53] * LordBarrius falls silent in observation.
[23:21:56] <Randal> Computer, store that spell under "fireball: targetname"
[23:21:58] <Romulus> I think he's right.
[23:22:02] <Computer> Stored
[23:22:03] <Randal> "for future use."
[23:22:21] <Randal> "create alternate spellbook, if your ai permits as well."
[23:22:29] <silversyte> so we will use fireball
[23:22:39] * Elenor looks at Cerbero, inviting him to say what he wanted to.
[23:22:42] <Romulus> What's the cause of this, first off.
[23:22:43] <Almond> Isn't this method 1...?
[23:22:45] <Little_Brown_Box> Shall we cavort, Rim?
[23:22:45] * Damsel frowns deeply.
[23:22:50] <>Ambiance<> A man wearing all black and mirrored sunglasses appears just as the computer vanishes
[23:23:00] <Little_Brown_Box> Hi!
[23:23:03] <Almond> Cavorting is for hippos, Box.
[23:23:04] <Romulus> Whoops. I think we've been busted.
[23:23:09] <Almond> Oh, hi there, mister.
[23:23:10] <Little_Brown_Box> How're you doing, Smith?
[23:23:15] <Durroth> Hello clarice
[23:23:19] <Little_Brown_Box> Wife still angry at you?
[23:23:19] * Aaronrules380 looks suspcious "Who are you?"
[23:23:20] * Almond flaps his wings. They are red. And metal.
[23:23:22] * silversyte spaces out
[23:23:23] <Little_Brown_Box> Oh, tough luck there.
[23:23:23] <Computer> (As it vanishes) Negative but option 5 is premised on parts of 1
[23:23:53] <Romulus> I see...
[23:24:01] <Agent> You are violations of reality.
[23:24:03] * TaloToecan looks at the man coldly. "You are unwelcome."
[23:24:12] <Almond> Nuh-uh.
[23:24:12] * Cerbero steps in front of Elanor in a defensive stance
[23:24:13] * Randal clutches the sword in his coat instinctively
[23:24:13] <Little_Brown_Box> Er...
[23:24:20] <Agent> Your use of magic violates paradigmed
[23:24:21] <Little_Brown_Box> If that's not real, how can you see it?
[23:24:23] <Durroth> your face is a violation of reality
[23:24:25] <Agent> You will be reprogrammed
[23:24:31] <Romulus> Shoot.
[23:24:32] <Durroth> ... yes I had to say that
[23:24:32] <Little_Brown_Box> WHAT is the sound of one hand clapping?
[23:24:36] <Randal> "With all due respect, we arent from this realm."
[23:24:45] <Agent> Irrelevant
[23:24:49] <Little_Brown_Box> If a tree falls in the forest, and there is nobody around to hear it, DOES IT MAKE A SOUND?
[23:24:49] * Damsel folds her arms and sighs. "Oh dear..."
[23:24:49] <Agent> Prepare for processing
[23:24:55] <Almond> I think I hear the world's smallest violin playing Mozart's fifth symphony.
[23:25:00] * Randal looks at damsel carefully
[23:25:01] <Rimblade> "Box."
[23:25:03] <Agent> <EPIC PAUSED>