[Taocow PBEM] Chapter XI - Dissension in the Ranks

Aaron Clausen mightymartianca at gmail.com
Thu Apr 5 22:24:12 BST 2007

> > [Talas]
> > "Mr. Ted I do have one question that I must ask you. How resilient
> > are you?" Talas asks while patting the P-Beam pistol at his
> > side. "You are with out armour. Is that do to lack of need or lack of
> > equipment?"
> > [/Talas]

> [Ted]
> "Resilient enough," the lizard man replies. "But if you have extra
> equipment, I would love to help you carry it."
> [/Ted]


> > [GM]
> > Alex does remarkably well, patching up Phaeton's most serious cuts and
> > bruises.  He has no medical equipment, but it is clear that he is suffering
> > some serious internal injuries.  She has stabilized him, but if he doesn't
> > get some serious medical care soon, he will, despite his phenomonal
> > True Atlantean constitution, likely die.  Somehow, it seems, his megadamage
> > body has been compromised.

> [Alex]
> Alex states, "We need a healer or a doctor. He is going to die otherwise. I have
> just had a bit of first aid for the CS. Does anyone have any ability to heal."
> [/Alex]

"We're a long way from a doctor!" Bongo shouts.  "Depending on where
this alleged
tunnel takes us, maybe we might get close to some real habitation."


> > [GM]
> > Carlos's investigation leads him to the altar.  The woman's featureless
> > face seems to bore right through him.  A strange shimmering seems to surround
> > the statue's head.  As Carlos examines the altar, he feels a slight blast
> > of hot air coming from somewhere around it.
> >
> > His examination is interrupted by the roar of engines from outside.  A
> > spotlight suddenly shines through one of the windows.  There's a loud boom
> > and a canister smashes through the window on to the floor, and in an
> > instant a white gas begins to spray from it.
> > [/GM]

> [Ted]
> **Everyone hit the deck,** Ted transmits to his companions. While
> holding his breath, he lowers Osiris' body to the ground and covers
> the Cyber-knight's mouth with a clothe. Then, he takes his rifle off
> safety and moves across the room to where he can see outside the
> window and still remain reasonably hidden.
> [/Ted]

> [Alex]
> Alex almost automatically slides her helmet back in and locks it on. She
> then reaches into her pack and pulls out her space gas mask for Phaeton
> and straps it onto him
> [/Alex]

> [Talas]
> Seeing the gas grenade. Talas quickly begins moves toward the gas
> canister, casting 'BREATH WITHOUT AIR' on himself, and then puts his
> helmet over the canister in the hope of stopping, or at least slowing
> the spread of the gas. Talas calls out "My friends we need a way out
> of this room now!" then Talas starts thinks to himself 'How in the gods
> names are we suppose to save a people so intent on killing us?'
> [/Talas]

Talas's helmet blocks some of the gas, though the room is still filled.
Anyone unprotected quickly begins to gag as they're eyes stream.
Visibility is extremely low.

> [Carlos]
> Carlos scrambles to cover his face with anything he can. He then searches
> for the source of the warm air.
> [/Carlos]

In short order Carlos finds a long, narrow crack on the back side of the
altar.  A faint reddish glow emanates from it.

Bongo, covering his mouth and nose, runs up to Carlos.

"What have you found?" he asks.  "Looks like the closest thing to an
escape route to me."

Bongo attempts to heave on it, but even with all his strength he is
unable to budge it.

"Ted... Lady Frost... Somebody, come and give us a hand!"

Aaron Clausen   mightymartianca at gmail.com

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