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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: Three cheers for Rev Artillery!!!
That was well worth the wait, Grugg!
We'll all do our best to see to it that Padre Teddy don't get geeked too soon. 
Posted on 2010-09-09 at 19:50:31.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: bring me my brown pants!!!
That was intense!
Poor Mac! That had to smart!
Okay, so, we've got six zombies left (including Zombie-Jake), right? And a, to this point, unknown/unseen, bible-verse spouting guy with a cannon providing us some cover for the moment... Any way to tell where that booming shot and voice came from?
Also, I'm thinking "fall back" into the store for defensive purposes, gang, toppling shelves and stuff in hopes of slowing the zombie surge and maybe creating a choke point that will give us a better chance at onesies and twosies? Thoughts, input, suggestions, disagreements!
Posted on 2010-09-09 at 17:23:28.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: Really?
Can't say that I've ever played it... but I'm going to now.
Have to find that one somewhere and get the family involved.
Posted on 2010-09-09 at 15:46:16.
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Topic: Loaded Dice #56: Of Bravado and Stupidity...
Subject: Choo-choo!
I've known (read: played) a character or two that had a penchant for throwing themselves in front of the train... Bye Aranion... cool pose in that first panel... too bad you're about to become freeze dried elf-jerky. 
Posted on 2010-09-09 at 14:11:45.
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Topic: It's time to hand out the pink Shirt now
Subject: Indeed...
...some of the best experiences I've had in RPing (tabletop, online, or otherwise) have been with groups in which there were one or more real life "couples." I can really only remember one incident where a "marital spat" had any impact on a game and that was only because whatever tiff they had was bad enough that one of them decided they just weren't coming to the game that night.
She got NPC'd, came back the next week, and everything was copacetic... *shrugs*... guess it just comes down to keeping the two things separate, so to speak... Game time is game time and real life is real life.
Posted on 2010-09-09 at 13:54:17.
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Topic: Elves and Mustard
Subject: ???
I think mustard would actually go better on orcs or goblins or somesuch. Elves would be better with a nice Bearnaise...
Posted on 2010-09-09 at 13:20:07.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: "Interesting?"
Ya can't gimme more than "interesting"?
Awwwww, yer killin' me...
...er...
...I mean...
...uh...
Never mind. 
Posted on 2010-09-09 at 01:44:54.
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Topic: The Guard
Subject: A Brom game?!?!
My arm is sooooo twisted... 
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 21:09:32.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: Fo' sho'!
Meet ya there, Rev!
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 18:08:05.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: Ummm... last minute addition...
...is there any hope of finding one of those asbestos fire suits lying around somewhere? 
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 17:51:46.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: I'm an opera tweaker...
I sneak on stage and...
*goose*
Watermelon, watermelon, firetruck, kangaroo!
And other such assorted nonsense that will be spouted upon Meri slapping me silly!
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 17:48:58.
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Topic: Assassin Campaign (redux) Q&A
Subject: Lovely work, Reep!
"Miriel" seems interesting...
"Whisper" is posted for... just waiting on the rest of you lot, now... and looking forward to it, of course.
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 16:37:43.
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Topic: Assassin Campaign (redux)
Subject: When you want to capture someone's attention...
Greyhawk, mused the silver-haired half-elf as his violet eyes panned slowly around the interior of Volke’s tent, studying and appraising the Master of the Abyss, himself, as well as the two others who had also responded to his summons, always work in Greyhawk… a pity I don’t travel this way more often, I suppose…
He didn’t really lament his distance from the city these past years, though… the jobs and pay had been plentiful in his more recent wanderings – always a hunt and always those willing to pay for the hunter in Iuz; always the pain of politicking to be played out and turned on a broadhead’s edge to be enjoyed in the eastern kingdoms – and the scenery that he had enjoyed in those travels, too, had been as varied and appealing as any of the contracts he had taken. In fact, it had been those times between jobs that the archer had enjoyed most… The solitude of long journeys with the silent companionship of no one but his horse and ever faithful Dog… the ease of a hunt that didn’t involve man or elf or money… the nights and days under the roof of the world with no signs of civilization to mar its beauty. Yes, any modicum of true peace to be found was found there, not in the cities and towns of elves and men.
But it’s not peace that keeps you on the hunt is it?
“People call me Miriel,” the rather lovely half-elf standing near by offered up in the wake of Master Volke’s suggestion that the three of them get acquainted, “Information gathering and infiltration are what I do best.”
His violet eyes danced over the woman, came close to devouring her from head to toe, before he offered the faintest hint of a smile and a nod. “I am known as Whisper,” he offered in a voice nearly as soft as his moniker implied, “I am an archer… and a hunter…”
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 16:36:17.
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Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Q&A
Subject: Hehehe...
And I had almost convinced myself that it was a loony idea and wouldn't work, too... Then I PMd our dear DM o' Doom and he said, uhhh... yeah... that's probably exactly what you want to happen.
You go with your gut and your mage falls outta the sky... You second guess yourself and nifty stuff happens... go figger!
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 14:40:33.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Gorram but do I feel better!
Newhouse, Beylix, Inside Edgar`s Place, 1:20, Day Three
The tussle had turned out to be exactly what Sam needed and it wasn’t too long after the first punch had been thrown that he realized it. The blows he landed went a long way toward venting the frustrations that had been boiling in him for the better part of the day and those that Edgar’s patrons had landed on him went just as far to snap his head back on straight… Didn’t hurt none that he was winning the fight neither… When it was all said and done, Sam found himself, grinning and a little winded, standing over the ranchers and smelters alike as the men moaned and chuckled and started helping each other to their feet.
The pilot’s satisfied grim broke into a bit of a chuckle then, too, and, rubbing at the tingling soreness on his jaw and cheek, offered a hand to a still floored smelter and hauled him up to standing.
“You got a wicked punch there,” the ranch hand whom Sam remembered punching first said, “Remind me to duck next time. Sorry about bumping you, we just blowing off steam. Can I buy you a round? Name’s Hank.”
“Mei wen ti (no problem),” Dash nodded, “Reckon I jus’ needed to blow off some steam m’self.” He shook Hank’s hand and offered a friendly grin, then; “Name’s Dash. An’, yeah, buyin’ me a round’s th’ gorram least ya can do, seein’ as yer the ja hwo as broke my first one.”
One drink turned into two, as Sam fell into a bit of raucous banter with Hank and a couple of his other newfound scuffle-buddies. It had been right tempting to stay and have another, too, but, after downing the second one, he knew he’d probably already wasted enough time… Wyatt’s prob’ly as itchy ta get off’n this dirtball as I am…
((OOC: Told ya… just a small one… Sam appreciated the tussle very much… Stayed and had a few drinks… and, barring any major complications, will now head back to Rocinante via the most direct route.))
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 14:29:24.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: For I am Eol:
Duke of Longpost!!! 
Sorry guys... sometimes I just can't help it.
Almost done with Sam's next... will have it posted today.
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 12:55:36.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago
Subject: Second stop: Machetes, Tools, various incindiaries!
There were smatterings of dubious glances when Murph announced that the group would be following Kramer to a safe place to hole up but no outright challenges to the decision. He understood the uncertainty, of course. In a situation like this it was to be expected, both from within the group as well as from Kramer, himself... Hell, the man’s apparently managed just fine on his own since this whole thing got started and, to him, we’re likely little more than a drag on his progress… But, despite whatever reservations he or the others might have had, Murph was glad that the addition of the curious auburn-haired man hadn’t devolved into an all out debate and just as glad that Kramer hadn’t decided to strike out on his own again following their discussion. All things considered, the time they’d spent in the Save Rite had proved to be well spent.
“Okay, people,” he said once everyone had mustered in the front of the store again, “looks like we’re done here…” His gaze flitted from face to face, trying to gauge the mindset and readiness of each…
Mac and Alaster looked ready enough, and had done a decent job of stocking up.
Emily wasn’t looking any better physically but, at least, there was a bit more fire in her eyes than there had been a couple of hours ago and after her quick mix and stick with the augmentin, Murph was hopeful that the physical improvements wouldn’t be too far off.
Amber looked… well, never mind how Amber looked… she seemed like she was ready to go, even if, somewhere in her mind she wasn’t entirely certain that going was going to get them anywhere better. She flashed him a somewhat weary smile that he answered with an encouraging grin of his own when she filed past.
Kramer, given the way the man moved and the way his eyes seemed to be in constant motion, still looked like he’d be liable to run from them in a heartbeat but, mannerisms and wild eyes aside, seemed committed to hanging with them (at least for now).
And then there was Jake… Jake wasn’t looking so good from where Murph was standing… kind of like the kid was trying to fight off the flu or something, maybe… and, was that a flash of anger in the soccer pro’s eyes?
Prob’ly pi**ed about gettin’ jumped… I guess I would be, too… Jesus, don’t let it have anything to do with that bite… that’d just make all of this…
What, Sarge? As crazy as it looks?
…Yeah… somethin’ like that.
With the modest haul of supplies loaded into backpacks and pockets and a new companion in the ranks, the rag-tag troupe left the pharmacy behind and made a quick and quiet skip down the street to the hardware store. Like the Save Rite, the little neighborhood Ace seemed as if it had just ‘stopped’ in the middle of the business day… doors unlocked, place more or less untouched (minus the obviously jimmied register which almost gave Murph a chuckle), no one inside… the more he thought about it, the more it creeped him out almost as much as the ‘broken wide open’ Treasure Island across the street did. So, he tried not to think about it. Instead, once they had gotten inside and secured the place, Murph just made a gesture towards the aisles and racks and said; “You know what you’re lookin’ for. Let’s grab it and go… Daylight, people… We’re burnin’ through it.”
The group dispersed with scarcely a word save for Jake’s somewhat edgy muttering about finding a better weapon before disappearing amongst the rows. For his part, Murph was quick about locating the things he was looking for… a smallish set of socket or box wrenches (there were plenty of vehicles that, at some point, might serve to make for quicker and more defensible modes of transportation as long as he had the tools to manage a fix here and there), a machete (always best to have a backup to the shotgun in case things got close), an acetylene or propane “plumber’s torch” and a couple of backup cylinders of fuel, a roll of duct tape, and a fifty foot length of braided nylon rope.. he had hoped that, like some stores of it’s type, the place would have at least a small stock of Carhart coveralls or jackets or some such to help fend off the cold of the autumn (and possibly winter) nights, but, wasn’t surprised to find that such items weren’t stocked in a store of this size.
Having found most of the items he was looking for, Murph made his way back to the front of the store and, hunkering down next to Amber, set about stowing his new acquisitions away or lashing them into readily accessible locations on his pack. “How ya doin’, Amber,” he asked, his eyes lifting to skim the aisles in search of the others as he zipped the Cubs pack closed… He hadn’t failed to notice that she had grabbed a hatchet for herself and he smiled at the thought that, despite her earlier-professed reluctance to kill, that the petite woman had given some thought to the fact that she might have to do just that and had selected an implement that might help her when and if it came time… After a quick sweep, his gaze skittered over to where the dark-haired, dark-eyed beauty huddled with her pack and the faint smile that played on his lips widened a bit as he saw her wrapped in his shirt… “Gettin’ closer, baby,” he murmured softly as he tugged on the sheathe of the machete he’d just lashed to the pack and ensuring it would hold without a problem, “We’ll get us a few more supplies, get hunkered down in this place that Steve’s talkin’ about, and then we’ll go get Josh. You just hang with me…”
He flicked her a wink, then, but, otherwise, didn’t wait for her to reply. Instead, he let his gaze tick into the depths of the store in search of the others again. “C’mon, folks,” he urged, “if we’re hopin’ to do any grocery shoppin’ before we find us a hotel, we need to wrap this up!”
((OOC: Just a bit more to keep moving… If there’s any dispute about the grocery idea or anything else, just holler… ))
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 01:52:39.
Edited on 2010-09-08 at 01:58:35 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: Ahhh...
...okay... so like 2 or three foot lengths of like 2x2, then.
Might be better off looking for flashlights and extra batteries but I can see where the fire might prove useful... Of course, at night, I imagine that light would draw the flesh-eaters in as quickly as sound might...
Anyhoo... I getcha! 
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 01:26:42.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: Just curious...
...what are you planning on using 4x4s for?
Not to mention how do you plan on carrying them... those things are kinda heavy even in six foot lengths...
Juuuust wondering...
Small post from Murph en route. 
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 00:52:17.
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Topic: 4e?
Subject: Not sure...
... that there are any 4e's running at the moment, Scout, but if I hear of or see any starting up, I'll certainly point you in that direction.
Posted on 2010-09-07 at 20:44:49.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: Not too far behind you...
...got a post in the works, myself. If I don't have it finished by the end of the work day, I should manage to have it tacked on to the thread by this evening some time.
Posted on 2010-09-07 at 18:04:22.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: Yeah...
...don't make me start waggin' it! 
Posted on 2010-09-07 at 17:25:39.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: Crowbar
If Amber doesn't keep it (and if it won't overload him to do so) Murph will likely take it back... lash it to his pack or whatever... it might come in handy, again, at some point.
Posted on 2010-09-07 at 17:14:33.
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Topic: D20 Modern Zombie Adventure
Subject: O.O
Thanks, Al... Now I'll be thinking about that the next time I shoot the rapids up home!
"What's with the shotgun, honey?"
"Oh... you know... just in case there's a zombie at the end of this white water, dear... You never know..."
Great idea, though...
Posted on 2010-09-07 at 15:51:39.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Small post...
...is in the works for Dash.
Yay for "winning" the bar fight... went a long way to getting Sam's head screwed back on... he'll have that drink then head back to the ship feeling a little more focused.
Just some "general stuff" in case you decide to move on before I get to post.
Posted on 2010-09-07 at 15:48:11.
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