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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: ...


Form.

Posted on 2010-07-13 at 19:03:53.

Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: ...


remove Grugg's copious

Posted on 2010-07-13 at 19:02:10.
Edited on 2010-07-13 at 19:02:53 by Miko_Ayune-sama

Topic: Who Owns Rusty Dull Swords? (W.O.R.D.S.)
Subject: Awww...No Challenging word for me? This could be a new magical item!


Springer's Hat of Wondrous Shooting

Explanation: Springer is my DM's Staple NPC, and the leader of a trio of elf archers dubbed "The Pincushion Brigade." They each have several archery-related feats, and nothing gets within melee range of these three.

Posted on 2010-07-13 at 18:50:23.

Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: wishes, eh? Time to come back with flair!


Grinning mischievously, they

Posted on 2010-06-27 at 17:30:01.
Edited on 2010-06-27 at 17:30:25 by Miko_Ayune-sama

Topic: where did the webmaster go?
Subject: Wow


I wanted to say something profound, but the words wouldn't come. I can only offer my condolences to the man who runs my second home of seven years.

I'm sorry for your loss. No one should have to endure that news during a happy time like that.

Posted on 2010-03-22 at 03:25:37.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: I shovel well. I shover VERY well!


(The) Shoveler

Posted on 2010-03-04 at 15:57:27.

Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: ...


side orders of

Posted on 2009-08-28 at 01:10:50.

Topic: service outage
Subject: Blame?


I wasn't worried. I figured the server was just on downtime. I didn't realize, though, that Grugg's horrendous body hair had clogged it.

Posted on 2009-06-17 at 12:05:44.

Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: Changing the subject...


^ Needs to watch more Firefly

< Needs to watch more Firefly

V Needs to watch more Firefly

Posted on 2009-06-17 at 12:00:54.
Edited on 2009-06-17 at 12:08:53 by Miko_Ayune-sama

Topic: 6 Degrees of Kevin Bacon
Subject: Bill Pullman, linked through Spaceballs!


Bill Pullman - Spaceballs - Mel Brooks
Mel Brooks - Robin Hood: Men in Tights - Amy Yasbeck
Amy Yasbeck - Dracula: Dead and Loving It - Leslie Nielsen
Leslie Nielsen - Airplane - Lloyd Bridges
Lloyd Bridges - Joe Versus the Volcano - Tom Hanks
Tom Hanks - Apollo 13 - Kevin Bacon

Six steps exactly. Do I get a prize? lol Just kidding.

Next up, Will Smith!


Posted on 2009-06-11 at 18:12:48.

Topic: It's coming!
Subject: Evil is only skin deep...


I never saw this coming, but it looks like it will be awesome. I never saw a title, though. Got something in the old hat, Olan?

Posted on 2009-06-11 at 17:31:09.

Topic: Honor, Intrigues and Secrets - an Oriental Adventures game
Subject: ...


Kim Won-Je remembered, having noticed the looks at his pistol, that giving away too much in Kara-Tur could prove fatal. He had no idea if anyone among the caravan would use the information against him, so he decided not to reveal anything else for now.

It was then that the Wu Jen decided to speak. "Now that we have finished our introductions, perhaps we should be discussing the matter at hand. We are supposed to be protecting this caravan, and we have no real knowledge of our places. Perhaps we should decide our optimum placement around the caravan."

Li used a cantrip to put to paper a diagram of the wagons they would be protecting. There were three of them, but the peasants would be spending most of the day on foot; the wagons were mainly for provisions and tired children who could no longer keep up. They could be loaded, but would take time. Xiao Li outlined the strategic details and annotated them on the diagram.

Relevant Game Mechanics: There are three wagons and 35 peasants, 21 of which are children. If the caravan is attacked, the families will have to pile in with the children, and will likely need assistance to fit all of them into the three wagons, which will take five rounds, minus one per assisting character. The assisting characters will be unable to take any other action while assisting the peasants. The quick game stats for them are as follows:

Peasant, Adult (0-level), 14 - AT: 1, THAC0: 20, Dmg: 1d2 (Unarmed), AC: 10, HD: 1d8, HP: 1, 5, 1, 3, 1, 4, 6, 3, 3, 7, 8, 7, 8, 4 ; MV:12

Peasant, Child (0-Level), 21 - AT: 1, THAC0: 20, Dmg: 1 (Unarmed), AC: 10, HD: 1d2, HP: 2, 1, 2, 1, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 2, 2, 1, 2, 2, 1, 2; MV:6


Posted on 2009-06-07 at 08:29:39.
Edited on 2009-06-07 at 08:31:03 by Miko_Ayune-sama

Topic: Honor, Intrigues and Secrets - an Oriental Adventures game
Subject: Kim Won-Je


Won-Je, noticing that Takamura's delay stemmed not from ignorance, but surprise, explained himself. "I apologize for my premature abortion of my gesture of greeting. I did not expect you to know a foreign gesture. It is what welok-in (korean for foreigner) call a 'handshake', intended to show that neither holds a weapon, a gesture of respect and lack of malice." He once again extended his hand. Once the gesture was returned, Won-Je then bowed to the bushi, and attempted to smooth over the misunderstanding regarding his origin. He could see the polite air of pity from the Shugenja, the reaction reserved only for those ignorant of Kara-Tur's customs.

"I hail from Koryo, a mere day's sail from the northernmost island of this land. I am no foreigner, but I bear a weapon given to me as a gift by one. My 'pistol,' as it is called in Faerun, was crafted by a diminutive fellow whose race calls themselves gnomes. I rescued his child, and was given the prototype of his new weapon as a gift."

Seeing the understanding in the Shugenja's Eyes, he next addressed the group as a whole.

"I have spent much time in the region called Faerun, most specifically the area around Candlekeep, which is entered at the cost of knowledge their libraries do not contain. It is there I met a great many scholars, some of whom sought to learn of the little-explored region they call only 'the east'."

"While there, I picked up some of their customs and knowledge. Once I felt comfortable on the Sword Coast, as it is referred to in the foreign tongue, I journeyed north to one of its most populous city, called Baldur's Gate. I tell you that while the foreigners may seem at first glance to be no better than the barbarian hordes, there are wonders beyond imagination."

Won-Je could see that the group seemed thoroughly engrossed in his tale, so he did not disappoint.

"There are places of such wonder that they see no equal. Cities that span greater than the breadth of this entire island. Empires that even Shou Lung would marvel at, and they marvel at the mere sight of one of our origins. Would you believe that no one there can discern the difference, from voice or face, between those hailing from Shou Lung, Koryo, Wa, or Kozakura? Even one from the Great Hordes would be seen as exotic in the west, and our unarmed fighting arts are studied as far west as the ocean. There are mystics there who would rival even our own masters in both skill and wisdom."

Won-Je noticed the meal was finished, and was reminded of the food he had experienced.

"The food. Some foreigners eat meals that would leave one of our children starving in the gutter, while others are of such ravenous appetites that they eat enough to feed a family for a day."

Feeling his own stomach rumble in protest, Won-Je decided it was time to cut the story short.

"In any event, I am keeping us from partaking in a meal of our own. With all the wonder to be found in Faerun, nowhere else is there to be found cuisine which can even hope to rival our own."

Posted on 2009-05-28 at 00:13:40.

Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: ...


"Well, you could have used better equipment, but I don't think your local department store carries most of the stuff you need." Mi-Kyeong told him after she caught the phone.

Mi-Kyeong brought up the frequency code the chopper used, and its GPS location algorithm. She worked them into a text-based notification program, and keyed it to the combination 411.

"Dancer." She got his attention. "Here. Any time you even think something from the government is near you, hit 411. I know, bad joke. Easiest way to remember the code. 411 brings up the program. It'll track anything using that frequency, and you will have clearance just short of NSA. There's a catch. You won't be able to fly it blind. This isn't a computer, so you'll need exact details, down to spelling. Otherwise, the search is too primitive to look it up. If you text in x/y, you'll get your current position, since I disabled your proprietary GPS. I didn't want any more surprises, so I did it permanently."

Mi-Kyeong decided to demonstrate. She dialed 411, then texted x/y. Their co-ordinates came up, displaying lat/long and registered location. She typed in Agnes Eisig-Kalt, to demonstrate for him how the rest functioned. She read a few lines, simple personnel info. Nothing big. Then, a red flag flew up. Her death was classified. Why?

She gave the phone to Dancer with all the info still on it.

"What the hell is this? You said she was taken out by a sniper. Her death is classified by your government. Someone is in on this sh*t!"

Posted on 2009-05-26 at 06:45:10.
Edited on 2009-05-26 at 06:51:54 by Miko_Ayune-sama

Topic: 6 Degrees of Kevin Bacon
Subject: Frank Oz


Frank Oz - Blues Brothers - John Belushi
John Belushi- Animal House - Kevin Bacon

Here's one

Harrison Ford - Kevin Bacon

I actually Took six steps on the Leslie Nielsen one, and the start I got was Ricardo Montalban, or Khan from Star Trek II.

Posted on 2009-05-26 at 04:32:43.
Edited on 2009-05-26 at 04:33:47 by Miko_Ayune-sama

Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Significance of names


Mi-Kyeong was seething. These bastards had tried to kill the entire group, and (most importantly, in her eyes) her. She wanted her "pound of flesh," figuratively speaking, and she wanted the zombies to have their pounds of flesh, not so figuratively speaking.

No helping it though. These men who would not let her kill these bastards had also saved her ass, one of them less than an hour ago, so Mi-Kyeong wouldn't try to gainsay them. She would, however, vocally disagree with Dancer, once the perceived command structure would not be threatened. Mi-Kyeong stewed on this through the whole conversation with the private, then decided to let go.

The pilot had answered for his part, and would never answer anyone again. The private was just along for the ride, and looked ready to drop a brick in his skivvies. Mi-Kyeong decided to ask the private a few questions of her own.

"Private...Tyson, was it? I see your medic's cross. I need to know what you can do for this." She showed her injured arm. "Do you have any moleskin bandages? Something to clean this out? A snakebite kit, maybe? My head is pounding, and I'm nauseous as hell, all after I got sprayed with venom from a snake the size of an anaconda."

The private was still tense. Mi-Kyeong decided to mess with him a bit.

"How far does your knowledge of the human body go, Private?" Mi-Kyeong stood back, and gave the private a pretty good look. Mi-Kyeong was not your average geek, even to look at. at 5'6", she was built to turn heads.

Mi-Kyeong let out a laugh at the pun she had just made, and saw the soldier color a little, though he hid his embarrassment well. She couldn't bring herself to torture him more than that.

"Just messing with you, Soldier. Now, seriously. The moleskin? Antivenin?"

Mi-Kyeong waited for the private to get out his kit. The first to be administered was the antivenin, straight into her carotid, with a very small needle. She barely felt the sting, but the injection burned intensely.

Next came the less painful part. The moleskin. Tyson knew his trade, she had to give him that. He wrapped it in a cloth bandage afterward, with a cushion bandage. Proper equipment would go a long way.

Tyson, looking a little more relaxed, told Mi-Kyeong "That should hold, but keep the belt there for about another two hours. Otherwise, you'll be fine, considering the circumstances."

Mi-Kyeong replied "Oh, about that...Sorry, private. You seem like a nice kid, and you didn't really do anything. Sorry for crashing your ride out of here."

The soldier looked dumbfounded. Mi-Kyeong elaborated "I brought your chopper down with his," she motioned to Dancer "phone, using a few keys on the pad and a gum wrapper. I gave the hydraulics a signal to overload on the back blade." She turned to Dancer. "By the way, let me see that phone again, and I can show you how to track on that frequency, so as to avoid any more surprises."



Posted on 2009-05-25 at 08:40:46.

Topic: Honor, Intrigues and Secrets - an Oriental Adventures game
Subject: Starting out for the festival


Three hires today. Tatsuya had managed two strong-looking warriors-one of a samurai, no less-and a kind-looking shugenja. They would serve nicely to help him escort the peasants to the festival, and the trade convoy's guards would not balk at helping where needed. After all, many had come from this walk of life, and remembered the simple joy of festivals. It made that life almost bearable.

Tatsuya decided that with the other three he had managed to find through the week, that Amaterasu was smiling on him, but also telling him not to squander her blessing. He decided to bring the six of them together, and ready them for the journey. The trade convoy would set out in the morning.

When today's hires arrived, Tatsuya felt it was time for introductions.

His first introduction was a Wu Jen named Xiao Li, who said herself to hail from Shou Lung, and little else. She had surprisingly few things about her, and nothing beyond the contents of her travel pouch, save for food. After introducing herself, she untied one end of her coin cord, and gave it to the monk, saying "I have no need of this excess. If you please, buy food for the journey, and distribute it fairly among the families traveling with us." Tatsuya accepted, and left the five hires alone to finish introductions while he ran the errand.

The second introduction was to a slick-haired, clean-shaven man named Kim Won-Je, hailing from Koryo. He wore light armor openly, and carried a well-kept kris in his belt, along with a set of two pouches with a peculiar, yet somewhat emerging weapon. It was a twin-barreled hand musket. Won-Je glanced at the three recent arrivals, and looked somewhat peculiarly at the Shugenja for a moment before deliberately passing the Samurai over and turning his attention to the Bushi and extending his empty hand.

Seeing that the gesture would take a little work, Won-Je abandoned it. He turned to regard the Samurai last. This man made his living off of his name, and Won-Je had spent enough time among foreigners to value the ability of anyone with sufficient skill to rise to a position befitting that skill. This "nobleman," Won-Je thought, had won no such right yet in his eyes.

Despite that, Won-Je afforded him a straight-backed bow, with eyes facing, to show the Samurai he held no immediate contempt, but held back enough to let him know also that he would suffer no condescension. Coming straight back up, he relaxed, and rested one hand lightly on his gun.

Tatsuya arrived with a man leading a mule bearing four large baskets, which the two removed from its back equitably, and bade the long-winded Won-Je to stand aside, in order to make his own brief introduction. "I am called, simply, Tatsuya. I was orphaned at the age of three by a Ninja attack on my family's house, and found by a passing monk, who raised me. Neither of us knew my family name, so I took a road name."

He looked to the baskets on the ground.

"Will the five of you help me to set a small area for us to eat before we ready for travel? A fresh meal like this would not go amiss with anyone, and it will be the last such meal until Maeshi, where we will modestly resupply."

Posted on 2009-05-24 at 08:28:13.

Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Time to shine


Mi-Kyeong, without saying a word, grabbed and powered on Dancer's phone. The link she established ran both ways, and she didn't have time to power on her computer. She pulled out a stiff piece of foil, blew a few odd notes, and began working. This would be difficult. She acquired the chopper's GPS signal, and its orders, saving them to the phone.

What she found stunned her in disbelief. "Those arrogant bastards! How the hell do they think they're going to get away with this?"

Unable to say much more through her anger, she thrust the display screen of Dancer's phone in front of his face, and showed him the orders.

As an afterthought, Mi-Kyeong used her foil again. The four notes she blew into the mic of the phone, along with the numeric code she typed would ensure that she was the only one who could access his phone via a computer. They didn't need the military getting ideas from her.

With one last note, she disabled the GPS on his phone, as well. No more homing beacons for strikes like this, unless Dancer relayed the coordinates to someone he trusted.

Mi-Kyeong handed Dancer back his phone, and told him what she had done.

"I can track any vehicle or ground movement that uses that signal, now. They probably know about the orders being grabbed, though. I didn't have time to finesse it. I used my own custom brute force flood attack, so they probably know they got worked. Oh, and...3...2...1..."

The helicopter got almost out of sight, and started to spin, the back blade having seized. It spun to the ground, and the blade sheared itself off.

"You won't have to worry about that again, for a while." Mi-Kyeong said with an evil smile.

"I don't think they're dead, though. I say we should grab the one in charge and feed the rest to these bastards. How does the saying go? 'Turn about is fair play?' That works twice."


Posted on 2009-05-13 at 17:16:40.
Edited on 2009-05-13 at 17:24:35 by Miko_Ayune-sama

Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Finishing up


Mi-Kyeong jumped at the sudden blasts, and realized it was her cue to pack up.

Mi-Kyeong converted the files to a series of texts for Dancer's phone, and sent them via the link she had previously established. She then removed the disc, powered down and packed her computer as carefully as she could, given the time allowed her. Luckily, her computer was easy to pack up, and she had it on her back within about ninety seconds from power down.

Mi-Kyeong then pulled her gun from her holster, and checked her clip. Good, there were still six in the clip, and one in the chamber.

Mi-Kyeong spotted something she hadn't seen before. It looked like a half-rotted snake, about the size of a midsized python, and took a moment to take in the shape of its head. Great, she thought. Its head was triangular, and it was then that she noticed a rattle on its tail.

S**T! thought Mi-Kyeong. She unloaded wildly, not wanting to find out whether or not it was still venomous. She managed to get one shot into the head, but it looked as if she had only stunned it momentarily. Quickly, and without regard for saving the clip, she dropped it, and reloaded it before firing the last shot in the chamber, cutting down the need to chamber it again before firing. It used that two to three seconds to charge the door, rearing its head for a strike at Jackson, who seemed to already have his weapon trained on it.

Mi-Kyeong owed Jackson for earlier, and she liked to pay up quickly. She took as careful aim as she dared, and fired at its mouth.

Through some bizarre fluke, the angle she fired at knocked off the front half of its upper jaw, and the venom sacs sprayed straight at Jackson. Mi-Kyeong dashed forward as she saw the jaw fly free, and used her shoulder bag as an umbrella to shield his head.

It seemed to work, as the snake's head dropped before any of the venom could reach him.

When she dared put the bag down, Mi-Kyeong noticed she had been sprayed instead. Her face was dry, but the venom had sprayed her arm.

"Dancer!" she screamed. "The poison got my arm! I need antivenin, now!" If it's not one thing it was three others, Mi-Kyeong thought as she slumped against the wall beside Jackson.

Mi-Kyeong remembered her belt. It would make a decent tourniquet until she could get something for the venom. She handed Jackson her belt, and managed a weak smiling grimace as she quipped "I try to even the score, and I still come out owing you. It figures."

Mi-Kyeong's vision started to swim, and she thought she saw someone familiar...

"Father?" She asked aloud. That was impossible. He had been dead for eight years. He was a detective, killed on duty.

The figure approached, and her vision focused for a moment. It was her father. He had come to her now, to tell her that she was not going to give up. She had to get home. Her mother was waiting. He would kick Mi-Kyeong's ass all the way back to Seoul if she died without saying goodbye to her mother.

Mi-Kyeong screwed her eyes shut and shook her head. Her vision cleared a bit, and she realized her belt was there on her arm. She did still owe Jackson one. Mi-Kyeong remembered the silica gel one found in the bottom of a backpack. That was it! She pulled it out, and unwrapped her arm. This would hurt, but not much choice. If she could draw out the bulk of the poison, she would only be nauseous, rather than dead.

Mi-Kyeong opened the packet, and sprinkled it on her arm, right over the scars. It worked. The liquid still on Mi-Kyeong's arm had puffed up the silica, indicating it had drawn enough poison away that her body could metabolize it, given a few hours rest.

That would have to wait, though. There were still zombies out there. She saw at least four that the snake had knocked over on its path to Jackson, and she kept two of them down.

The other two got up, and Mi-Kyeong did likewise, rather sluggishly compared to her earlier speed. She moved into the back, and continued to provide backup fire. The others had enough to worry about without carrying a wounded, unconscious woman with them.

Mi-Kyeong said to Dancer in between shots "I'm going to need a new bandage, when we get a chance.

Maybe Mi-Kyeong was starting to break even.

Posted on 2009-05-13 at 07:09:01.
Edited on 2009-05-13 at 07:15:04 by Miko_Ayune-sama

Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: ...


Transsexual Transylvanians disturbed

Posted on 2009-05-11 at 19:44:06.

Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: Pirates vs. Ninjas


Ninjas win. Pirates aren't the only ones with guns. In fact, every ninja was trained in it, ever since the Portuguese introduced them to Japan during the Sengoku Period.

Pirates have guns and booze. Ninja have guns and stealth.

Drunk pirates versus sneaky ninjas. You think about it.

Posted on 2009-05-08 at 07:38:08.

Topic: 6 Degrees of Kevin Bacon
Subject: TV bad, Teen Horror Good? I wish you hadn't made me do that one


I didn't see it anywhere. The rules were unspecific, and no one challenged the last TV poster, so I thought it would pass. If you insist, however, here goes.

Sigourney Weaver played in Heartbreakers with Jennifer Love Hewitt, who played in I Know What You Did Last Summer with Sarah Michelle Gellar, Who played in Scream 2 with Neve Campbell, who starred alongside Kevin Bacon in wild things.

How about Leslie Nielsen -> Kevin Bacon.

I spent an hour and a half on this one, and it's insanely hard, so, I'll give a hint. Start from The Naked Gun, and look for Khan.

Posted on 2009-05-08 at 06:56:24.

Topic: 6 Degrees of Kevin Bacon
Subject: OK, an easier one


Wayne Brady worked in Whose Line is it Anyway? with Drew Carey, who played in the Drew Carey Show with Ryan Stiles, who played in Hot Shots! Part Deux with Charlie Sheen, who played in Wall Street with Martin Sheen, who played in The West Wing with Oliver Platt, Who played in Frost/Nixon with Kevin Bacon.

Here's a much easier one.
Winona Ryder -> Kevin Bacon

Posted on 2009-05-07 at 16:47:57.

Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Discs...


MI-Kyeong examined the physical shape of the disc. The jewel case was cracked, which was to be expected from impact, but the disc was in perfect condition

"Finally, I get an easy one." she thought. Still, while there would be time to examine this disc, the other would have to wait, unless...

She surveyed the room they were in, and its only weak point, to her eyes, seemed to be the door through which they had entered, so, she turned to the rest of the group.

"Would you be able to keep watch while I decrypt this? I need about an hour or so to analyze everything and run my translator, but it should be a possibility, if I can concentrate."

Posted on 2009-05-05 at 06:47:35.

Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: Damn Right!


Eyepatches for the win! MY WIN! HAHAHA!!

Posted on 2009-05-05 at 04:56:44.

 


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