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J4deninj44: Look at the chat room name, it cuts straight to the point.
T3chn0Namagomi: So, hm...might as well call a vote; "non-canon"1g or MAC?
T3chn0Namagomi: Or normal 1g--I'm getting the feeling that some might want that as an option.
J4deninj44: *sucks the nub of her now spent pacifier*
J4deninj44: Either way, let's not hold back. I really want to go all out.
GC130A: I'm good with reverse continuity.
blender_bunny@mac.com: I ain't never made a MAC'y
Lithaladhwen: My only MAC character right now is kind of quiet and retiring. I don't know if she'd CI well
blender_bunny@mac.com: I'm feeling in the mood for something short and angry.
T3chn0Namagomi: Helena...wouldn't CI well. She'd just lurk. Maybe watch. Or something. ...yeah.
Lithaladhwen: Not talking about Helena. *smirk*
T3chn0Namagomi: Heh
Lithaladhwen: I'm talking about Nick.
blender_bunny@mac.com: I need a new dorm room chair :-(
T3chn0Namagomi: I am unfamiliar with this Nick.
Lithaladhwen: I played a version of her in MetroCity, actually. The Supers setting.
blender_bunny@mac.com: You are!
Lithaladhwen: Oniichan knows Nick.
Lithaladhwen: But she's too quiet.
Lithaladhwen: And Todd would fuck up people's understanding of the setting, so I won't play him either.
Lithaladhwen: Helena's busy being a walking deus ex machina.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...yeah, Todd would need to be saved for plot.
Lithaladhwen: If I do it. Before I can even think about it, I need to do a better job of explaining auracore symbiotes.
Lithaladhwen: Otherwise everything will be confusing and suck.
Lithaladhwen: So I won't bother yet.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...plot...plot...OSHIT I THINK WE MAY HAVE ENOUGH AT LEAST OBSERVING OR SOMETHING.
blender_bunny@mac.com: DWERF
blender_bunny@mac.com: I WILL PLAY A DWERF
Kelne2261: It's Dwerf or nothing?
Lithaladhwen: OR NOTHING
T3chn0Namagomi: Anyway...hm. I do have plot ideas for MAC--at least something resembling a sort of plot. Or something.
T3chn0Namagomi: People up for that?
T3chn0Namagomi: This would be intro RP for plot, anyway...meh. I should shut up. Or something.
GC130A: Why not... both?!
blender_bunny@mac.com: Wooh
GC130A: Oh wait, crossovers are overused. Poo.
J4deninj44: ...
Lithaladhwen: I think I can't start RPing at midnight.
blender_bunny@mac.com: What is happening?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...hold on a second while I use bathroom and get cookies. Then final decision will occur.
GC130A: Mandsy!
J4deninj44: ?
GC130A: What would be badass?
J4deninj44: *thinks*
J4deninj44: A situation where people can really express their emotions and who they are. That'd be nice, I think.
T3chn0Namagomi: Hmm...
blender_bunny@mac.com: ....Group therapy for battered soldiers :D?
blender_bunny@mac.com: /adventurers/investigators/protagonists/ PCs
J4deninj44: *shrugs a little* I've been reading too much, I guess. It's hard to say what I want in light of what I've been reading.
GC130A: Berserkers Anonymous?
T3chn0Namagomi: It's okay. I...could try the intro-plot deal, though I'm honestly unsure as to how well it really would work out...might be a lack of confidence on my part
GC130A: Or would it be Axebiters...?
J4deninj44: *shakes head and smiles* I think I just chose a bad time to spring up RP.
GC130A: Meh!
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Let's try it, anyway.
J4deninj44: Maybe sometime during the day would have been-
GC130A: Agreed. Whichever and whatever you two do, I'm cool with. Who else?
Lithaladhwen: I'm a lurker, I think.
blender_bunny@mac.com: I'll try whatever until I pass out
Lithaladhwen: I have a geography exam on Tuesday.
blender_bunny@mac.com: Which may be soon honestly
T3chn0Namagomi: Understandable, Kai.
T3chn0Namagomi: Right...let's try it anyway...
T3chn0Namagomi: <MAC Time Go!>
T3chn0Namagomi: *Here in MAC Institute A, on a normal day, students go to classes, eat, play video games, go to simulations, and do various perverted things at times. However, today is not one of those days...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Indeed, it is the post-finals period for the term...as well as a momentous occasion--one for which all non-relevant personnel have been called into designated auditoriums to observe from a distance...*
CGNakibe has entered the room.
T3chn0Namagomi: *These auditoriums--like the one here, are particularly large, with a massive viewing screen in the back so even those sitting way in the top and back--usually prohibited for classes in these rooms--may see what would be on display*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Right! Character introductions now, if you don't mind.)
J4deninj44: (Is there someone I need to choose or is it open?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (It's open)
J4deninj44: <Hayako Usagitsuki>
T3chn0Namagomi: *rumors are spreading about the room as to what the deal is; some think it's just some timewaster, but the majority seems to be speaking largely of something to do with a new battleship created for the CFIN...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *A certain halfdemon sits in the room, almost reclining in his chair...yawning* Maan, these gatherings tend to be so boring...
J4deninj44: *Texting* Oh, I dunno... I get much done, you know.
T3chn0Namagomi: Oh? Like what, should I ask?
J4deninj44: Gossip, answers to quizzes, stuff like that.
T3chn0Namagomi: But the term's practically over. *snrks* Don't think you'll need quiz answers...
J4deninj44: Pah. There's still gossip to cover.
blender_bunny@mac.com: ((okay I gotta pass out, I apologize))
blender_bunny@mac.com: ((Goodnight))
Lithaladhwen: (Seeya.)
T3chn0Namagomi: By the way, what sort of classes are you signing up for next time?
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J4deninj44: I haven't picked yet. I usually cut up the course book and through the classes up in the air and pick from what falls right side up....
J4deninj44: throw*
T3chn0Namagomi: *In the meantime, the murmur starts to die down some, as some varied instructors start to quiet down the random gossip as the room starts to darken*
T3chn0Namagomi: Seems like a totally random way of picking them.
J4deninj44: Totally?
T3chn0Namagomi: If it's all about what lands right-side up...
J4deninj44: Oh... well, I guess....
GC130A: *A random Drow leans over from the row behind them.* It's a totally practical method. Don't you know the heaviest workloads always land face down?
J4deninj44: Ooooo, I never thought of that. *grins*
T3chn0Namagomi: That's not true, you know. *snrk*
T3chn0Namagomi: *And so...yeah. It appears to be as dark as a typical movie theatre at this point...*
GC130A: 'course it is. Test it sometime, you'll find that 'Advanced Sonic Weapons as Applied to Recreational Goat Herding' will never, ever pull a faceplant.
J4deninj44: Goat...herding?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...what's a goat?
J4deninj44: You're kidding?
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks like there's a rather half-asleep student on the side*
J4deninj44: You don't know what a goat is?
T3chn0Namagomi: *he looks...out of it.*
GC130A: What's your name, bud? *to the sleepy student*
T3chn0Namagomi: Huuuuuuh?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...why would you need to herd goats?
T3chn0Namagomi: I mean...don't they just raise them in those facilities now?
GC130A: I did say 'recreational,' didn't I?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...I think I'll pass on that class.
GC130A: They've got a sport of it now, actually. You use whatever you like; missiles, railguns, mental projectors, to try and get the goats to go into patterns.
GC130A: Lose points if you kill any, of course.
GC130A: Illusionists usually end up winning. *nods*
T3chn0Namagomi: *And a random instructor is shouting at some nearby students...* Silence, maggots! Otherwise, I'll make sure you end up in Marine Basic after this! *...sounds like one of the more military-hardliner types...*
J4deninj44: ...Eek
GC130A: *mutters* I'll make sure you find photos of your son wearing women's underwear after this...
GC130A: Or was it the other way around...?
T3chn0Namagomi: *and so...the viewscreen turns on. It appears as if they're showing the christening ceremony of the aforementioned new battleship...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *A large number of officers are standing in the hangar in question, garbed in their typical MAC Igala uniforms. Behind them is what looks like the new ship in question...massive, black, sleek...clearly a new-gen ship...*
J4deninj44: I wonder how much that costs....
T3chn0Namagomi: It looks expensive alright...I've heard it couldn't be detected by radar...
GC130A: *lets out a low whistle* I want one!
J4deninj44: I wonder if it has AI...
T3chn0Namagomi: *they could also hear one of the admirals giving a speech over the viewcast, it seems...* ...and so, in these turbulent times, the Corps needs a symbol of its strength! A sign of its power!
GC130A: So what are they calling this fine, fine lady again?
T3chn0Namagomi: Proof that the CFIN will never go down, without a fight! The drow may strike without a moment's notice, as may new splinter factions, such as that led by Ka'thalan sympathizers only three months ago!
T3chn0Namagomi: That is why we need Priscus to lead us into the future! To make itself a beacon unto all of the Corps, and the people whom they lay their lives down for every day!
T3chn0Namagomi: *the speech drones on for a bit...* 9_9 Okay, yeah...a battleship.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...I'll admit, it looks impressive...but I'm still bored...
GC130A: So, which hangar is this thing in...? *pondering*
J4deninj44: Can we go se it?
T3chn0Namagomi: *As it seems...the doors are pretty much closed...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks like nobody's really allowed out for anything--not even bathroom breaks, as one poor student in the corner is frustrated about, trying to bargain with an instructor to just let him go for three minutes...*
GC130A: *grin* I like a challenge. What say you we three go get a closer look?
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks like the speech is drawing to a close* And now...a few words from Admiral Kreizer...
T3chn0Namagomi: *Appearing to walk up to the forefront is who looks like a rather old man; in his 60s, complete with long silver beard and hair. He wears the uniform and insignia of a highly-decorated admiral...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Despite this, he still exudes an aura of strength and charisma, as befitting of one of his accomplishments during previous conflicts...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *He takes the microphone, and taps on it twice...looking ready to say something...*
GC130A: *elbows Hayako* So, what do you say?
J4deninj44: (Shit. My mom called. I gotta go.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (DAMNIT)
GC130A: (Aw.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Want us to log for you?)
Lithaladhwen: (Moms come first.)
J4deninj44: (Yesw! Damn damn !)
T3chn0Namagomi: *and so it turns out that Hayako fell asleep...and she seems to be a deep sleeper when push comes to shove...*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Might as well try to do a proper writeout, no?)
GC130A: (Mm.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *Amongst the soldiers' numbers, notably, is Nantei Seur--notably for having had multiple demotions after repeated incidences of heavy collateral damage attributed to him on any deployment he was sent on...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *His long jet-black hair and piercing glare are immediately recognizable, even through the screen...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *...and he, along with a number of the officers and soldiers...grasps the right side of their collars...*
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: ...okay...this is strange...
T3chn0Namagomi: *...a number of the others in the hangar in question look onward, almost puzzled...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *...right before all of those who did so...tossed off the ever-so-familiar green uniforms...revealing gray-with-white-trim uniforms underneath...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *...most clearly NOT MAC uniforms...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Only a second later...bright light could be seen from both sides of the camera, despite the sudden incidence of shaking...before the screen turned to static...and alarms sounded.*
GC130A: Now this is more like it! *surveys the inevitable chaos*
T3chn0Namagomi: *And suddenly, while the sirens sound and the red lights illuminate the room in that infamous glow, the structure itself is shaken by what feels like a hell of a lot more blasts...*
T3chn0Namagomi: Ah, HELL. Go figure something like this had to happen today...
GC130A: ...less like it. *swings over the seat in front of him* C'mon, whatever your name is. Let's grab V'dri Ssin here and go.
T3chn0Namagomi: Uh, who?
GC130A: Sleeping Beauty. *starts lifting Hayako out of her seat*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Suddenly, the static on the screen clears...showing what seems to be some sort of map of the building...with what appears to be red circles marking what are the supposed blasts...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *...looks like they've hit the facility and inter-hangar entrances to Hangars A4, A17, C12, E7, E22, E4, F3, and several minor areas--but notably mainly just hitting the hangar areas...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *one of the officers in the auditorium is screaming over his communicator...*WHAT?! What do you mean those hangars are completely blocked off?! Get them cleared out ASAP!!!
T3chn0Namagomi: *As predictable, the majority of the people in the room are essentially going crazy trying to get out...*
GC130A: *Apparently has a very, very heavy sleeper draped over one shoulder. Oh, and dreadlocks. I don't think I ever mentioned that.* So, we leaving or what, friend?
Kelne2261 has left the room.
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah, might as well get out of here. I'm not interested in getting run over by crazed students. *is already up; looking toward the nearest exit...*
T3chn0Namagomi: So, dorm or garage?
GC130A: (I am... less familiar with the layout of this place than I should be.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (It's sketchy at best)
GC130A: Dunno. Have they figured out if we're being invaded?
T3chn0Namagomi: Well, you have a ride of your own?
GC130A: *The last question was directed at anyone at random, though if there are anal-retentive teachers around, they make good targets.*
GC130A: Enough questions! Let's make sure the big babes are al-*stops himself* Garage.
T3chn0Namagomi: Right then. Let's go. *and so...the three manage to make it out past the rather...distracted instructors; trying to quell mass chaos tends to be like that, after all.*
GC130A: *Makes note of one of the passerby and socks him, but yes. Leaving.*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Notably...there isn't anyone else aside from the other odd escapee or two in the hallways as they head to the garage...*
GC130A: Quietest I've ever seen this place.
GC130A: And that includes the one time we accidentally set off a whole case of flashbangs.
T3chn0Namagomi: Well, I think that rules invasion out...<_<;
GC130A: So far.
GC130A: You must cripple the Tarrasque before you strike at its head, after all.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Let's go, anyway...mind if I take her?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...okay, I don't even know what the hell a tarresquei is or whatever...
GC130A: Be glad, my happily ignorant comrade. *hands her over*
T3chn0Namagomi: *shoulders the sleeping nekojin...* IM: Sheesh, she's heavy...
T3chn0Namagomi: Anyway...let's get out for now.
T3chn0Namagomi: *And so, they eventually reach yon garage! ...which is empty of people, aside from some leaving in their vehicles...*
GC130A: (This is a mech garage or a regular one?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Regular)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Hangars are what we have our mecha in.)
GC130A: (Now I know!)
T3chn0Namagomi: Right...*gets on his motorcycle, makes sure Hayako won't fall off, and starts it up...*
GC130A: *mounts his own* Right!
GC130A: Vlos whol l' vlos yah! *starts up and moves out! Assuming the door is openable*
T3chn0Namagomi: *It's a garage.*
GC130A: *Oh, right, parking garage.*
GC130A: *Heads out, then!*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Also heads out...*
GC130A: *shouts over engines* So! Know any good places?
T3chn0Namagomi: *As the two(three) head out...they could see something over in one direction...*
GC130A: *totally checks that sumbitch out*
T3chn0Namagomi: *...indeed, it was the battleship in question, flying off...along with a large number of smaller aerial ships...*
T3chn0Namagomi: *It seems to be gaining altitude, as multiple thrusters fire, and flying away from the base...though why this is happening, and what is becoming of the Institute, remains unknown...*
GC130A: Whell, the nerve of those derfi s'xorn. Turning traitor and flying off with a shiny new ship.
T3chn0Namagomi: That might not be them in the ship
T3chn0Namagomi: It could be more escapees...though we really don't know in the end, when I think about it.
GC130A: Of course, of course.
GC130A: (What's the area like around the institute?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (...you know, I don't think we thought of that.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Anyway, sounds like a decent closing point in my opinion...)
GC130A: (Reasonable!)
T3chn0Namagomi: *logs, eats parentheses*
GC130A: Righto!
GC130A: I assume the plot involves boarding and retaking or whatnot. :O
GC130A: Or I guess we'll see. Either way!
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