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Re: What Are You Listening To Right Now? Incident at Isla Nublar - Jurassic Park Suite, John Williams

Re: Answers & Questions Q: Why do you have a tape full of nothing but static? A: Tremendously large...lungs.

Re: What Are You Listening To Right Now? The Spirit of Man - Chris de Burgh

Re: What Are You Listening To Right Now? Can't say I've encountered his music much. Have to look it up. "Dennis Steals the Embryo" - Jurassic Park suite, John Williams.

Re: Answers & Questions Q: Why are you telling me your diagnosis from behind thick glass? A: Giant mussels!

Re: Re-Imaged Hero(ines) Blood soaked the ground like rain after a storm. Parts of men and women, some still moving, still crying out in the agonies of their wounds, lay scattered as far as the eye could see, clad in the steel and leather that could not save them. Among them, unmoving, lay twisted, inhuman shapes - but not a one of them stirred. Beneath a golden standard, the Eagle of a fallen nation, two beings moved still. One was a man; his name was Marcus Publius Graeca, last governor of Gaul, last Praetor of the 18th Legion. His armour was rent, his plumed helm cracked, and rivulets of blood dripped down his body, but he was still wielding his Gladius with strength and skill. The other was a nightmare, clawed, fanged, it's body black and scaled, it's back bore raven wings of sheerest darkness. But it, too, suffered, deep cuts bled green and yellow, and one luminous eye was missing from it's bestial face. It's name was Acho'draas, and it had once been a man, then a stealer of blood in the night, then a soldier for a demonic lord - and until the man who stood before it intervened, it had sought to become a god. Marcus had set himself against it, and on this plain of blood, with stalwart men and women, soldiers and volunteers and freemen, bakers and slaves and whores, Acho'draas' dreams of divinity had been shattered. His route to Apotheosis had been Fear; he believed that if he was feared by enough mortals, the power of that fear would make him eternal. But Marcus Publius Graeca had not given in to fear. And through his example, the common folk had found the courage to face the source of their fear. Even Graeca's barbarian enemies had eventually flocked to his side, sure in the knowledge that it was better to die facing your foe in battle than to die ten thousand times as a coward. Marcus was an odd man. He was not a Christian, not in his heart; his gods were the old gods of Rome, and his belief was strong. But something new had awakened in his hard, stoic's heart, a belief in his fellow man, an unwavering acceptance of the innate nobility of even the most lowly man, who would nonetheless take up arms and stand in a cause that was just. One fear only was left in his heart - that he was not worthy to lead such men. When Acho'draas struck that last blow, he thought victory was his. When his razored claw sliced Marcus' neck and brought forth his life's blood, Acho'draas believed he had felled his last obstacle. He did not understand, that for something new to arise, something old must fall to make room for it. For Marcus stood, with crimson flowing from his ruptured veins, with defeat the only possible road - and chose a road of his own. A gift from ancient gods? The gift of a thousand ordinary people? Or simply, the ultimate refusal of a man who had never bent, to break? Acho'draas stared in amazement as the blood slowed, stopped, and the terible wound, closed. It was the last thing he saw - as Marcus's Gladius whipped out and removed the demon-man's head from his bloated, inhuman body. From that day on, a man has walked the earth, driven by a vision he cannot explain, for he has no capacity for speech. But wherever he goes, he stands as a beacon to the common man, and by his actions shows that one man can make a difference, that the courage of a single man can topple empires of evil, that the power of the people to decide their own destiny was always their own. Never does he solve the problem himself; rather, he serves as the catalyst for events, and allows the heroism of the common to be the final arbiter. Of late, some few have heard of this man. He has no name, so those scholars and historians who speak of him speak also of his quest - or of his Vigil.

Re: What Are You Listening To Right Now? Pleasant Valley Sunday - The Monkees

Re: Answers & Questions Q: Why didn't you tell me the job was in orbit when we were on the ground!!!???! A: They go both ways.

Re: [Campeign Creation Project] Pirates of the Naebbirac Astroid Belt That's pretty much what I was thinking of with the high-powered version kinetic field. It stops the fast-moving molecules of air, but not the relatively slow humans. Mmm - unless you're speaking of a robotic/remote controlled freighter, I don't see the advantage of networking the airlocks/atmosphere fields with anything connected to the outside. I know it's a trope that spaceships have one big computer to run everything, but that's a hangover from the 1950's, when everybody assumed computers had to be big and clunky and a ship could only have one. Today, that just screams "point failure source". A distributed network makes much more sense - and why network things that don't need to be? All that said, I think you'd probably find the locks open and the fields in place. The freighter crew would probably rather the pirates came in by the access points than burning through the hull. After all, it's the crew that would have to deal with the unpleasentness of sudden decompression.

Re: What Are You Listening To Right Now? Only Because of You - Roger Hodgson

Re: Answers & Questions Q: Why are you naked? And what's with the kewpie dolls? A: Hatred is my life.

Re: What Are You Listening To Right Now? Theology/Civilization - Conan the Barbarian Soundtrack, Basil Poledouros

Re: Answers & Questions Q: What's that humping your leg? A: Sex on a lit barbeque.

Re: WWYCD?--"I'm not crazy...or anything." Terminus isn't very good with existential crises. He was made for what he does - and trained and taught to look upon it as the fulfillment of his existence. He'd probably wind up slapping ML across the face and yelling "pull yourself together already!"

Re: WWYCD: The Dark Side. Terminus is not a nice person at the best - Terminus Soldiers have a reputation as "Killing Machines" in his home dimension. What makes him/them more is their sense of protectiveness towards the public and sense of duty to the purpose they were created for. Take those away and you get someone that makes the Blue-Moon Killer look like a pansy. I don't think his essential motivation to destroy the Disruption would change, but his tactics would, as would his feelings towrds this "tribalised" world he finds himself on. Terminus would decide A) the world needs to be united for it's own good, I need the world's resources to ensure that the Disruption was exterminated, therefore C) I need to conquer the planet. Unfortunately, his first move would have to be to eliminate any threats. Only the members of the Edge know his weaknesses; therefore, they have to die. Step two: Kill Fiacho and take control of Eurostar...

Re: Answers & Questions Q: Where do you want our Necromancer to start, sir? A: Here come the Wolves!

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Re: Help needed: Sadistic "April Fool's" Jokes A politician does a "meet and greet" visit to main street. Does all the usual, shakes everybody's hands, kisses the babies, hands out cards. About ten minutes later, people start dropping like flies - his gloved hands and his cards were coated in a fast-acting toxin...

Re: What Are You Listening To Right Now? That's the guy. Used to be lead singer of Cold Chisel, another iconic Aussie band. Ride Like the Wind - Christopher Cross

Re: Answers & Questions Q: You chose the room with the thousand shrieking berserkers over the one with a pleasant sunny field? Why? A: No soup for you!

Re: [Campeign Creation Project] Pirates of the Naebbirac Astroid Belt Ohh, very nice, Silverhawk. That brings in a possiblity for "pirate points", areas in the gravitational maestrom where things are calm enough for hyperspace to be accessed. Which of course would be places where illegal shipping points would be located - also known as Pirate Havens. Makes fencing your loot all the easier for those who don't want (or can't get) letters of Marque. The navigational data for any Pirate Point would be a carefully guarded secret - only the discoverer would know what angles you have to come in at, precise location of the point, etc. And the points would be temporary; as the stars shifted their positions relative to each other they'd open and close. Probably not on a predictable schedule.

Re: Answers & Questions Q: So, have you ever tried it with a marmot? A: The Prussians are coming!

Re: What Are You Listening To Right Now? Guitar Band - Stevie Wright

Re: Answers & Questions Q: Why do you get drunk every night except saturday? A: I don't know the meaning of Fear.

Re: What Are You Listening To Right Now? St. Louis - Little River Band (Good, but not as good as the original.)