but would it be possible to collect all the Fanfic threads in the Legendary board and put them in another subforum? I am finding it irritating trying to find
them :S
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Take Your Candle, Go Light Your World.

"MCNICHOL!"

Leon looked up at the sound of his name being roared. It cut through the incessant cacophony of the precinct like a knife, and though the ambient noise
didn't stop, it quieted momentarily.

"Oh, is that you he's after?" the clerk behind the desk said with an impish grin. Leon matched it with one of his own.

"It is," he admitted, "though I usually prefer my first name being shouted, and under different circumstances." He winked.

The clerk -- one GAINES, R. according to her nameplate -- laughed and slapped his shoulder playfully. "Get outta here, Detective. That's the chief,
you don't want to keep him waiting."

"Tomorrow, nine o'clock?" he said, taking her hand in his own and raising an eyebrow.

"We'll see," she said, removing her hand and pushing his shoulder to spin him around. "Now scram!"

Leon let himself be sent on his way, grinning. "Not bad, McNichol," he told himself. "Less than an hour in town and already you've got a
date."

"MCNICHOL! FRONT AND CENTER!" This time, the shout rattled windows, and the secretary seated just outside the chiefs office winced but kept working
with an air of long-suffering patience.

Leon raised an eyebrow as he made his way across the crowded, bustling room. "Almost sounds like Todo got himself transferred as well." He stopped
by the secretary's desk and picked up his backpack from where he'd left it after checking in, favoring the tired-looking girl with a wink. She stared
back at him with flat eyes and jerked her chin at the door.

"The chief will see you now." It was delivered in a tone that suggested the speaker wasn't even conscious of saying it, and Leon couldn't
help but chuckle. He moved past the desk and stepped between two large filing cabinets flanking the doorway like beauracratic guardians.

"Close the door," the chief grunted from his desk, not looking up from his paperwork. Leon shrugged and did so, dropping his bag onto the floor next
to the visitors chair and collapsing into the chair with only marginally more grace.

The old-fashioned clock on the wall ticked forward for nearly a minute before the chief finished reading the file. He closed it and dropped it on his desk,
then raised his gaze to meet Leon's. He was a wiry individual; Leon was surprised that a voice as deep and penetrating as the one that had summoned him
could have come from so slight a man. His salt-and-pepper hair was thick and he wore a bushy mustache, but no beard. That, and the round wire-frame glasses
perched on his nose, made him seem more a professor than a police chief. Leon found himself warming to the man almost instantly, and decided that that instant
charisma, like an old tomcat, must have been how this guy rose to his position.

"So how is Chief Todo?" Leon's new boss asked. Leon raised an eyebrow.

"Doing well, last time I saw him, sir." He straightened in his chair. "I didn't know you two knew each other."

"Oh, we go back a long ways," the chief said, leaning back in his seat. The wood and leather highback chair creaked softly. "He came over for
a course I was teaching at the Academy. You could say, in a way, that if it weren't for that you wouldn't be here."

Leon frowned. "I'm not looking for any favors --" he began, but was cut off.

"Don't worry, you're not getting any." The chief pulled open a drawer and rifled through it briefly, extracting a thick manila folder which
he tossed to Leon. "You have a reputation as a man who can get things done, who takes risks but makes them pay off, and most importantly, a proven
ability to keep his mouth shut. I need all of those." His grizzled face crept up in a lopsided grin. "If you are what Todo says you are, I've
got that, even if I -do- have to put up with a goddamn playboy messing with my clerks' productivity."

Leon blinked and opened his mouth to offer a rebuttal, then clamped it shut at the warning glare from across the desk.

"Just read it, and tell me yes or no after you're done."

Wearing a puzzled frown, Leon opened the folder and began to read.

* * * * *

The clock had ticked forward twenty-two minutes when Leon closed the folder and sat quietly, his eyes staring at a point far outside the walls of the room. He
shook his head and handed the folder back to the chief.

"Well?"

Leon looked right at him. "Oh, I'm in." He grinned. "Are you kdding? Turn THAT down?"

The chief smiled grimly. "Good! Rebecca will expedite your paperwork and handle the FBSA. She's the only one, besides me, who you may discuss your
operations with -- aside from other members of the division, of course. You'll file your reports through her most of the time." He tapped a few keys
on the terminal built in to his desk. "You'll be active as of tomorrow. Any questions?"

"Just one, sir. That bit about 'licensed hero'? Does that mean I can wear a costume?"

"That's up to you. Whatever it is, just keep it tasteful. You may be operating outside the usual channels, but the PPD still has a reputation to
uphold."

"Darn. I guess that means the leather bustier is off-limits?"

A growl was the response. "Get outta here, McNichol. Todo was right about you."

* * * * *

"Back so soon, Detective?"

Leon winced.

"I thought you said nine o'clock tomorrow?"

Leon winced again and smiled a sheepish grin. "Heh. Well, um..."

Rebecca Gaines smirked at him from behind the fortress of her desk. "What's the matter, Detective? Catgirl got your tongue?"

"You're good," Leon admitted. "You must have known who I was and what the chief wanted the whole time."

"Yep."

"And you didn't say a word," he remarked admiringly. "Just let me waltz in and trip off all the landmines. Slick, very slick," he
said approvingly. He staightened up and smiled, a normal smile rather than is usual rogueish grin. "Hi, I'm Leon McNichol." He proffered a
hand.

Rebecca took it and shook it firmly. "Rebecca." She raised one eyebrow. "What, starting over?" she inquired.

"No, just admiring a skillful play," Leon said. "You're good. I admire skill." He cleared his throat. "So. What's
next?"

"The bane of your existence, Leon," Rebecca said sympathetically. "Paperwork." She produced a thick stack from the recesses of her desk.
Leon shook his head and sighed.

"I used to let my partner handle all the paperwork," he said, and picked up a pen. "Oh, for the good old days."

Some minutes later, as he skimmed through the stack: "Rebecca?"

"Hm?"

"Do I want to know why the PPD is asking if I've ever attended an inter-species communication course?"

"Oh, that. Yeah, all the newcomers ask about that one." She shrugged and went back to her work.

"... you didn't answer the question."

"It's Paragon City."

Leon looked at her doubtfully for a minute, then shook his head and went back to his task.

* * * * *

The last of the sunlight had departed long ago when Leon stepped out of the precinct building into the employee parking lot, with Rebecca following.

"Y'know, when the chief said I'd be all set as of tomorrow, I thought he meant I'd get a night off first," Leon remarked, glancing at his
watch. It was past midnight.

"That's what you get for thinking," Rebecca pointed out. She nudged him forward. "C'mon, I'll give you a lift."

"I can walk, thanks though," Leon replied.

"I insist, Detective," she said, and guided him towards her car. Once they were safely inside, she turned to him and shook her head.
"You're new at this hush-hush stuff, aren't you?"

"I prefer the straightforward approach," Leon grumbled. Rebecca handed him a packet.

"There's the info on your assignment." She held up a hand as he began to protest. "I know, I know, zero interference, pick your own
assignments, all that jazz. Think of this as your primary goal, then. You just need to investigate them and file a report, the brass'll decide from there
if action needs to be taken."

Leon tipped the packet up and caught the files that slid out. "Not much here," he remarked. A set of grainy long-distance photos, a couple of bio
sheets lacking most of the detail, and copies of hero registration forms. It wasn't much at all, and certainly not enough to give him a sense of motive
for the investigation.

"It's all we have."

He nodded and put the files back in the envelope, and put that in his backpack. One photo fluttered out and landed on the floor; he picked it up absently.
"Okay then." He regarded Rebecca steadily for a moment, then grinned. "So. Where's a good coffee place in this city? My treat."

Rebecca returned the grin as she started the engine. "Both of us should probably go to bed, Detective. It's late, early day tomorrow and all
that."

"Sleep is overrated," Leon replied. He returned his attention to the photo as Rebecca navigated the city streets. It was in black and white and
showed an obviously female figure clad in tight-fitting body armor, with an opaque facebowl for a helmet and twin blades skewering an unfortunate Hellion. It
was impossible to tell from the angle of the photo if they were lethal wounds or not.

"Are they a danger to the city?" he asked quietly, almost rhetorically. Rebecca shrugged, keeping her eyes on the road.

"That's your job to figure out."

Although... does it qualify as an AMV if the video part is original? Anyway, it's an odd little thing, and even though I have no familiarity at all with
the anime/game/whatever that's featured, I feel that pretty much anyone is going to have fun watching this.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Ir7g78YxQA

http://www.cbc.ca/arts/music/story/2008 ... floyd.html]Founding Pink Floyd member Richard Wright dies, age 65

Cancer's a miserable way to go... but at least it was relatively quick.
--
Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."

- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012

... is out in english.

Looks like it's a pretty decent system for doing something completely silly. (Though I'm declaring a house rule of "If an attribute is at 0, act

like it's at 1 for purposes of action resolution." Because if I wanted to see dice getting *not* rolled, I'd play Amber.) It does seem like there

might be a bit too much potential for cascade failure sometimes though.

There's a variety of references here and there, many of which have little to do with maids at all. (Like one item which I'm certain is a reference to

the Angel Arms from Trigun.) So if you're a person like me who's into references, it's fun that way. And it's filled with perversion as well!

Edit: And in case you were wondering, someone was a total dick and posted the pdf online. Not much of a surprise, yes?

-Morgan, a shy womanizer maid with...

... What exactly *is* this thing for anyway?

... Maybe putting it on the mop will work...

"I never thought it would come to
this." Morgan said grimly. "The other shoe is about to drop; it has
to."



"What part are you in doubt about." Bella
said. "Jackie actually keeping her mind focused on crime fighting long enough to reach Security Classification
Fifty?"



"No. I can get
my mind around that." Morgan admitted. "The respectable suit still
has me nervous."



"Would it help you any if I told you it was left in her
closet by a Crey Agent who was staying over and ended up leaving suddenly without even her undergarments?" Bella
asked.



"No. No it
wouldn't." Morgan considered. "I would still feel uneasy,
curious, but still uneasy."



"I am sure she would tell you the whole story if you
asked." Bella frowned. "She told me the whole story and I did not
ask. Shizuru overheard the entire story and left suddenly for crime fighting purposes.
I will admit, it is a good story, but perhaps that is only the way she tells it."



Up on the stage, a row of heroes and heroines stood
waiting. They were all to receive their commendations for reaching the pinnacle of Paragon's super heroic
protectors. Jackie stood out. Jackie always stood out. The parts of Jackie that stood out most prominently were not the entire reason for it. She
was dressed conservatively. She was dressed period, which for Jackie was unusual enough to warrant a second glance and
a high degree of suspicion. The black business dress, with the somewhat daring skirt, was indeed the property of a Cray
agent, but somehow Jackie had subtly altered it. She would have had to; there was not a single Cray agent on record
sporting Jackie's measurements. Good re-tailoring aside, it was also how she wore it. Every button was done up, every belt properly fastened. She had even replaced her normal
ski goggles with a pair of square rimmed glasses; they must be non-prescription, there was nothing wrong with her eyes.
It should have been respectable; it wasn't. Jackie projected sensuality and availability in every gesture, in every
subtle movement. Helen of Troy may have had a face that launched a thousand ships; but Jackie, even fully dressed, had
a presence that would have launched every single drop of the common vernacular for the crew of those ships.



"If you must know that outfit is my
doing." Bella noted. "After the last debacle I hit back in the only
way I knew I could stymie Jackie. Resources. Sixty Million to be precise if she
could manage to get through this ceremony without it becoming a spectacle."



Morgan nodded.
Influence in Paragon was not precisely money, though it could be used as such for many things. The sum was daunting to
say the least. He briefly wondered if Bella had that sum handy, as it was highly predictable what Jackie would demand
if Bella was unable to meet the terms of their agreement.



"Ladies and gentlemen, heroes and heroines, guests and
family." The City official said expansively. "Here to present the
awards for Hero Of the City, is our own hero of the city. I give you, Statesman!"



He alit from an upper balcony, floating down to land on the
stage with the casual grace of an athlete at the peak of his abilities. Tight spandex costume immaculate, a slight
gleam as his helmet caught the spotlight. Perfect musculature. With a smile and
a wave he pulled the helmet off, revealing strong, masculine features and a shock of black hair. He did not seem to
suffer the ravages of helmet hair either, a minor power, but potent nonetheless. He gravely accepted the box of awards
from the city official and started to one end of the line. Speaking to each hero in turn as he affixed the medal to
their costumes.



"Hi Miss Santos! Mr. MacHine." Space Mage said as she dropped into the seat next to Morgan. "I was afraid I was
going to be late."



"No you are just in time." Bella said. She started slightly as Space Mage pressed and envelope into her
hands. "What's this. Not urgent I hope."



"Miss Frost said I was supposed to give it to you just
before her award." Space smiled happily. "She promised to buy us
pizza for our anime night."



"Oh no."
Things unraveled rapidly from there. Bella turned her attention back to the stage.
The conservative outfit was gone; in the single second that she had taken her eyes from Jackie. It had been
replaced with most of her usual costume. The goggle and fur trimmed boots were there, but the supremely brief bikini
had been further reduced. The Hadron Supercollider and the ability of Jackie's seamstress; two miracles of modern
science. Statesman goggled, taken aback for the barest second before regaining his composure. He did so with far greater speed than the rest of the audience, most of whom were still struggling mightily to close their
jaws. One hero at the far end of the line leaned so far over to try and see that he pitched forward off the stage,
nearly faceplanting before remembering he could fly. He resumed his position shakily.



"My turn ma brave?" Jackie asked breathily, inhaling and bending back ever so slightly so her breasts surged forwards like the inevitable
tide. It was a perfect maneuver. Obviously planned, obviously practiced,
perfectly executed. Stateman's hands had been raised, as he tried to determine what, if any portion of Jackie's
clothes could possibly support the medal. Instead they found themselves neatly engulfed. He dropped the medal rather than poke her with the pin, his hands opened; and were filled.



"So forward."
Jackie moaned, her lips parted and glistening. "And right here? In
public? Oui ma brave! Oui!"



She was on him in a moment - off the ground, legs coiled
around him, lips pressed hard against his; trapping his hands by wrapping her arms around his shoulders, her hips gyrating vigorously. The embrace was perfectly timed. By the time he was over the shock of it, Jackie was
disengaging, sliding off with satisfaction obvious on her features.



"Magnifique."
She said breathily, making a show of letting her eyes play down Statesman's chest, and then deliberately lower.
"I see that Metropolis is not the only city that can claim a man of steel."



"Congratulations."
Statesman managed. He looked like he was considering bending down to retrieve the dropped award, but thought
better of it. He managed to hand out the remaining awards without actually turning back to face to crowd and then made
a quick exit off the side of the stage.



"Sixty Million."
Morgan looked at the chit that Bella had removed from the envelope.



"Si…"
Bella glared at the stage, where Jackie was blowing kisses to the crowd. The tall blonde winked, the gesture invisible
behind her goggles, but somehow discernable. She bent forward to retrieve her medal, her cleavage displayed
proudly.



"Shopping then."
Morgan could feel the heat rising off Bella. Not the home-apply-yourself-now-Morgan heat, but the
Eternity-of-hells-fire-will-be-a-walk-in-refridgerator-compared-to-what-is-coming heat of a rising temper. She might
have won the bet, but she had lost the battle, and Bella did not take loss well. "Wentworths?"

PLAYER NOTE: Jackie hit 50 with some 70 Million influence, as I am building her at 50 without IO sets, I didn't need that level of cash, so I handed it
over to Bella, who is all expensive IO sets. Here's the reason.

Discussion of my latest alt, an Empathy/Ice Blast Defender....

Quote: 09-14-2008 18:59:41 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: So, anyway Who, Ops?


09-14-2008 18:59:56 [The Legendary]OpMegs: Mobile Armored Combat Hospital Mark II


09-14-2008 19:00:15 [The Legendary]OpMegs: MACH Mk.II, for short.


09-14-2008 19:00:22 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: MACHMII?


09-14-2008 19:00:29 [The Legendary]OpMegs: Empathy/Ice Blast


09-14-2008 19:00:42 [The Legendary]OpMegs: He's an enormous robot with the Red Cross logo slapped on his chest.


09-14-2008 19:00:56 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: That's too funny


09-14-2008 19:00:59 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: What's the secondary?


09-14-2008 19:01:11 [The Legendary]OpMegs: Ice Blast.


09-14-2008 19:01:31 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: *Nods* Of course. For the cryogenic transport of replacement limbs and organs, of course.


09-14-2008 19:02:05 [The Legendary]OpMegs: Naturally. Taking him around Outbreak was a hoot.


09-14-2008 19:02:27 [The Legendary]OpMegs: 'I. AM. DISPENSING. VALUABLE. MEDICAL. CARE. DO. NOT. RESIST.'


09-14-2008 19:02:55 [The Legendary]OpMegs: *tasers another Infected*


09-14-2008 19:03:10 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: *rofl*


09-14-2008 19:03:25 [The Legendary]Sweno: that's a wonderful line to walk in on.


09-14-2008 19:03:39 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: SWENO!


09-14-2008 19:03:48 [The Legendary]Sweno: hey sofa


09-14-2008 19:03:56 [The Legendary]Sweno: and hello to everyone else


09-14-2008 19:04:18 [The Legendary]Kyoumen: And there is my first 50 as a villain! ^^


09-14-2008 19:04:22 [The Legendary]OpMegs: 'eya Sweno.


09-14-2008 19:04:27 [The Legendary]Sweno: ooh, looks like there are alot of people on redside


09-14-2008 19:04:27 [The Legendary]Kaeda: Swemo!


09-14-2008 19:04:32 [The Legendary]OpMegs: And Congrats, Kyou. I now Envy you.


09-14-2008 19:04:41 [The Legendary]MicroShade: gratz


09-14-2008 19:04:45 [The Legendary]Kyoumen: Thank you! Fire/kin FTW ;p


09-14-2008 19:05:09 [The Legendary]Sweno: Grats to Kyou


09-14-2008 19:05:21 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: ."ATTACKING THIS UNIT AUTHORIZES THIS UNIT TO IGNORE THE HIPPOCRATIC OATH. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED."


09-14-2008 19:05:32 [The Legendary]Sweno: what evil is being propagated today?


09-14-2008 19:05:43 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: I'm laughing so hard it took five tries to type that, Ops


09-14-2008 19:05:44 [The Legendary]OpMegs: I've entered my Medicbot into an Atlas CC.


09-14-2008 19:06:56 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: Sweno: I've got Frosty lined up for poor Leon, and almost got Frosty on another line with Ruff here.


09-14-2008 19:07:53 [The Legendary]OpMegs: But yes. Now I'll always think of MACH's voice as being ED-209 as a medic


09-14-2008 19:08:30 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: Ahgahd. The electronic growl. "HOLD STILL SO THIS UNIT CAN SEDATE YOU."


09-14-2008 19:08:51 [The Legendary]OpMegs: 'DROP YOUR ARMS AND PREPARE FOR ANASTHETIC. YOU HAVE FIVE SECONDS TO COMPLY.'


09-14-2008 19:09:03 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: Or: "BE WARNED YOU MIGHT FEEL A SLIGHT... PINCH."


09-14-2008 19:09:37 [The Legendary]OpMegs: '5. 4. 3. 2. 1. THIS UNIT HAS NOW BEEN AUTHORIZED TO ADMINISTER ANASTHESIA BY BLUNT TRAUMA. THIS MAY HURT A
BIT.'


09-14-2008 19:09:51 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: ... "CREDIT SCAN COMPLETED: SWITCHING TO THE CHEAP STUFF."


09-14-2008 19:10:18 [The Legendary]Kaeda: YOUR MEDICAL INSURANCE IS HEREBY... DENIED.


09-14-2008 19:10:59 [The Legendary]Sweno: I'm so glad I have chatlogging turned on, this is being posted later


09-14-2008 19:11:02 [The Legendary]OpMegs: The best bit is I went with the same tech helm as a lot of the Sabres used...added a few frontal bits...the top of
his head's a siren dome now.


09-14-2008 19:11:09 [The Legendary]MicroShade: lol


09-14-2008 19:11:44 [The Legendary]Sweno: are there enough people to run a snake-farm?


09-14-2008 19:13:05 [The Legendary]MicroShade: what lvl redside? I've got 15 - 30 minutes.


09-14-2008 19:13:15 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: ALERT: CATGIRL DNA DETECTED. DO YOU REQUIRE A RABIES VACCINATION?


09-14-2008 19:13:36 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: _< @_@


09-14-2008 19:15:52 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: ;


09-14-2008 19:15:52 [The Legendary]Atlantea: O_O


09-14-2008 19:16:02 [The Legendary]Unicorna: *not surprised, knows to blame sofa*


09-14-2008 19:16:05 [The Legendary]OpMegs: But yeah....the general length of the snake farm's not that long, comapred to say, a BP run. It took us, what,
20 minutes the other night for one run, Spud?


09-14-2008 19:16:06 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: My typing is borkend


09-14-2008 19:16:16 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: About that, yeah


09-14-2008 19:16:22 [The Legendary]Unicorna: I don't have the farm myself yet, but I'm working towards it


09-14-2008 19:17:56 [The Legendary]MicroShade: I can bring my 50... or a lvl 14 bubbler


09-14-2008 19:17:59 [The Legendary]OpMegs: ...how did you do that?


09-14-2008 19:18:12 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: He started spouting, I smashed him flat with two crits in a row, his next two sentences came out after he was
crumpled on the floor


09-14-2008 19:20:13 [The Legendary]Unicorna: here's more


09-14-2008 19:20:27 [The Legendary]Unicorna: mt


09-14-2008 19:21:10 [The Legendary]OpMegs: Well, that's 300,000 inf for just standing around here.


09-14-2008 19:21:16 [The Legendary]Sweno: nice


09-14-2008 19:21:23 [The Legendary]Sweno: post pics


09-14-2008 19:21:25 [The Legendary]OpMegs: And the next set of judging hasn't even started yet


09-14-2008 19:22:02 [The Legendary]OpMegs: Also, either the Huge bodytype has a shorter 8 foot than the male and female ones, or Back Alley Brawler is a lot
taller than I thought.


09-14-2008 19:22:34 [The Legendary]OpMegs: Caus MACH is *barely* taller than him and I maxed out everything.


09-14-2008 19:23:29 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: *thudthudthudthudSQUISH* "PARDON. THIS UNIT WILL ASSIST IN RECONSTRUCTING YOUR BODY AFTER IT IS PRIED OFF
THIS UNITS FOOT."


09-14-2008 19:23:57 [The Legendary]OpMegs: ...there's a few characters here I could do that to.


09-14-2008 19:24:50 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: ."THIS UNIT THANKS YOU FOR JOINING THE TEAM. PLEASE SIGN THIS LIABILITY RELEASE WAIVER BEFORE WE
BEGIN."


09-14-2008 19:25:24 [The Legendary]OpMegs: Hey, at least he's not exposing them to dangerous levels of radiation. :Lol


09-14-2008 19:26:02 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: ... "YOU ARE NOT AN APPROVED X-RAY MACHINE. PLEASE DO NOT ATTEMPT TO ASSIST THIS UNIT."


09-14-2008 19:26:19 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: Rhea: HEY!


09-14-2008 19:27:31 [The Legendary]OpMegs: Yeah....at least I know ahead of time that soloing with him is full of pain and tears, and thus I shouldn't
bother too much.


09-14-2008 19:27:46 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: Huurrrg


09-14-2008 19:27:49 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: He's an Emp. You won't need to solo.


09-14-2008 19:27:52 [The Legendary]Sweno: Lisa: I'll have you know I'm a certified nurse. now stand still


09-14-2008 19:28:03 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: *glomp Lisa*


09-14-2008 19:28:04 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: lol


09-14-2008 19:28:07 [The Legendary]OpMegs: THIS UNIT REQUIRES A CERTIFIED MECHANIC.


09-14-2008 19:28:13 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: ."THIS UNIT DOES NOT ACCEPT SUPPOSITO--GLLRRK"


09-14-2008 19:28:22 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: *Irradiates unit*


09-14-2008 19:28:54 [The Legendary]OpMegs: I am standing next to "Karate Cat"


09-14-2008 19:28:58 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: 0_0


09-14-2008 19:29:00 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: lol


09-14-2008 19:29:17 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: So ya things look better after this new monitor


09-14-2008 19:29:20 [The Legendary]OpMegs: Who is, amazingly, male


09-14-2008 19:29:26 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: ... bad mental image. Terr in a dark cave, picks up Lisa and/or Rhea, holds over head like a glow-stik


09-14-2008 19:29:33 [The Legendary]Sweno: that's a rarity


09-14-2008 19:29:42 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: It made me realize...My old monitor was a real peice of shit


09-14-2008 19:29:49 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: and..thats just wrong spud


09-14-2008 19:29:52 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: Lol


09-14-2008 19:29:58 [The Legendary]Sweno: he has to get them to glow first. I giess it depends where he holds them


09-14-2008 19:30:04 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: He is his -own- 'Knightlight'


09-14-2008 19:30:14 [The Legendary]Sweno: *guess


09-14-2008 19:30:21 [The Legendary]OpMegs: Yeah, maybe I should powerlevel MACH to 10, have an Empath for whenever we do Posi this week


09-14-2008 19:30:31 [The Legendary]Sofaspud: Rhea: Terr, that's not a switch!" Terr:" You're glowing, ain'tcha?"


09-14-2008 19:30:38 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: LOL!


09-14-2008 19:30:44 [The Legendary]OpMegs: *SNORK*


09-14-2008 19:30:55 [The Legendary]Terrence Knight: I

This is backstory - back from the events of SOS-Con. It gives another incident that led to the Jason going forward with Yggdrasil. There will be
several parts to this - this is the first one. Opinions are welcome. Also - I have an incident in mind for another encounter with various zwilnik employees.
I'd like to know if I should put that one up - would people like to see what the Jason is like in full Mad Scientist Rant mode? Let me know, please. *grin*
On with the story.

Its wierd... as of the last two weeks or so Aceess Denied has become the slowest loading page I've run across.

You didn't tweak anything did you Bob? At the moment I'm assuming that its something in the most recent update of Firefox that's misbehaving,
since this happened after the relaunch and therefore shouldnt be anything added or taken away THEN....
Hear that thunder rolling till it seems to split the sky?
That's every ship in Grayson's Navy taking up the cry-
NO QUARTER!!!
-- "No Quarter", by Echo's Children

I've been a busy boy lately and I've got a final draft of Gina and Jess's character bios. Please comment, kibitz, whatever, before I post them on
the Wiki.

Edited to fix a couple small things. And again to get rid of the god damn smilies.

• Middle Management: She takes care of some of the more mundane management duties at The Roughrider's
  home base, including compiling and giving reports to Benjamin.
  
• Hot Stuff: She is one of the most outstanding pilots among The Roughriders, even with the fact
  that she's an AI taken into account.
  

• I am one with the net: When she was made, she had A10 clips that are permanently mounted to her skull. These act as transceivers for her high-bandwidth
  ether-wave connection to whatever ether-wave networks are available. These clips have their liabilities, though, as they are directly connected to her
  nervous system.
  
• Superhuman: By virtue of having a wave-tech android body, Gina has super-human strength, speed, and agility. She's not afraid to put it to
  use, either.
  

• Queen Bitch: "You got a problem with me!? Stick where the sun don't
  shine!"
  
• Protective: "You! The bimbo in the fuku! Get the fuck off Benjamin before I rip you
  apart!"
  
• She's Not Asuka: "How dare you! I am nothing like that dumb bitch! NOW
  DIE!!!"
  

• Army of One: Handles most of the day-to-day operations at 36 Atalante, even the cooking and
  cleaning (though she has help from a lot of Clanks).
  
• Old Habits: Jess still makes costumes in her spare time and it's still her one love and
  joy.
  

• Multitasking: Jessica can be doing any number of various tasks without interruption - even sleeping!
  
• Independent Runner: A single Jessica can operate independently of the Jessica Collective. This is useful for when a single Jessica needs to operate from
  beyond the range of the rest of her Collective.
  

• Can't Hide Everything: Supreme physical stimulus, whether it is pleasure or pain, can actually effect the rest of her Collective Consciousness. This is
  evident if she forgets to take off the A10 clips before she partakes in a... act of passion.
  
• Synchronization: If a Jessica has been running independently for more than a month, then she may begin to grow new thought-patterns that differ from
  the Collective. Depending on how the Collective feels about the changes, they will either be drowned out or fully assimilated.
  
• Not Your Daddy's Rei: Unlike the character whose namesake she took, Jessica is highly emotive, usually cheerful, and is disdainful of people that feel that
  she should be more like the Rei of Evangelion.