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[Owen]<BR>
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Seeing the open doorway and the large Brain, Ender will quickly move to get on the Bridge, casting a Mind Bolt at the brain as he moves.<BR>
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[\Owen]<BR> <BR>> Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2009 12:23:15 -0800<BR>> From: mightymartianca@gmail.com<BR>> To: taocowpbem@zork.net<BR>> Subject: Re: [Taocow PBEM] [Ted, Raven, Owen, Alex] Book 3 - Chapter I - Bridg e<BR>> <BR>> > > [GM]<BR>> > > Brian quickly hands the device to Owen, but at that moment the producer of<BR>> > > the swishing sounds come into view. Several plain metal boxes, maybe a<BR>> > > dozen, each about nine inches square<BR>> > ><BR>> > > Both Alex's and Owen's Sixth Sense screams as the boxes come into view.<BR>> > > As they appear the spray out clouds of black gas that within seconds has<BR>> > > anyone without environmental armor or some sort of gas mask choking.<BR>> > > Visibility quickly becomes all but impossible. Then more swishing can be<BR>> > > heard, this time accompanied by gunfire.<BR>> > ><BR>> > > As the gas closes in, Brian is struck in the arm, severing it. He screams<BR>> > > and falls to the ground.<BR>> > > [/GM]<BR>> <BR>> > [Alex]<BR>> > Alex is going to try a few different settings with her night vision<BR>> > equipment to see if she can see through the gas and stuff. Her helmet<BR>> > popped down as soon as the gas errupted. "Boy, they sure like gas."<BR>> > [/Alex]<BR>> <BR>> [GM]<BR>> While not perfect, Alex is now more able to see who is firing weapons.<BR>> There are at least a dozen figures. Eight appear to be crew members,<BR>> all wearing the same emotionless expression, firing robotically and<BR>> adequately, but hardly with any expertise.<BR>> <BR>> The other four are quite different, humanoid beings with scaly,<BR>> fish-like skin, fins in the back, two gangley feet and two long arms<BR>> ending in long, thin hands. Their have large green goggles on their<BR>> eyes. On their backs are some sort of packs with tubes leading<BR>> into their chest cavities. All four are holding large energy rifles, but<BR>> none are firing, seemingly content to let the crew members do the<BR>> work.<BR>> <BR>> One of the fish men can be heard crying "Advansss!", and the crew<BR>> members starting moving through the thick haze.<BR>> <BR>> Suddenly, behind the party there comes the smell of ozone, and a<BR>> sharp bright flash. It appears the device Brian gave Owen has opened<BR>> a doorway in the side of this pocket dimension, leading, so far as they<BR>> can tell, straight into the sub's bridge. There are crew members manning<BR>> the stations, as well as four armed fish men, but instead of a captain, a<BR>> giant floating brain with three eyes on venous neural-like stalks floats<BR>> in the midst of the bridge. Organic-like tubes poke into and out of various<BR>> points on what would be the frontal lobes and cerebral cortex. There is<BR>> a black orb shoved between the two hemispheres.<BR>> <BR>> On the sub's view screens can be seen the ocean floor and what appears<BR>> to be a series of domes and connecting tubes. Most of the domes are<BR>> cracked and clearly filled with water, but one has a few lights on.<BR>> <BR>> At that moment, one of the fish men notices the door way and shouts<BR>> out in a strange, croaky language. "Kwaakhaaarssssaaaa!!!"<BR>> [/GM]<BR>> <BR>> -- <BR>> Aaron Clausen<BR>> mightymartianca@gmail.com<BR>> _______________________________________________<BR>> Taocowpbem mailing list<BR>> Taocowpbem@zork.net<BR>> http://zork.net/mailman/listinfo/taocowpbem<BR>                                            <br /><hr />Windows LiveT Hotmail is faster and more secure than ever. <a href='http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windowslive/hotmail_bl1/hotmail_bl1.aspx?ocid=PID23879::T:WLMTAGL:ON:WL:en-ww:WM_IMHM_1:092009' target='_new'>Learn more.</a></body>
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