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(52 replies, posted in The Dreamcatchers)

I will be going on vacation, so I'm going on LOA for about a day or ten. See you soon!



-Mischa

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(102 replies, posted in The Longest Journey)

I will be going on LOA for about ten days or so: vacation. See you all when I get back!



-Mischa

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(121 replies, posted in The Longest Journey)

ksabers wrote:

Cameron crouched down to avoid being hit by Karen, then she tried to prevent the second guard to retrieve his weapon, grabbing the spear pole with all her strength.


~Cameron

That was clearly a move the guard hadn't expected: Suddenly Cameron found herself holding the spear all by herself. Yes, it was turned the wrong way around, but the guard, surprised by Cameron's sudden action, was no longer holding it.



-GM

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(121 replies, posted in The Longest Journey)

BlueTressym wrote:

http://i706.photobucket.com/albums/ww70/Kitten_blueeyes/Thumbnails/Ciara_thb.jpg

Ciara held on to Ardjen's arm for a moment to steady herself before cautiously standing.  Ok, so far so good.  She drew in a deep breath.  "I think so," she replied slowly, "but I'm pretty sure I'm concussed.  Is there anyone around here who could have a look at my head?  There was blood, and that's never a good sign." 

Was it selfish to worry about herself, rather than the people dying back there?  Maybe, but right now she was of no use to anyone. She hoped it was nothing some painkillers, a dressing, and a nap somewhere warm wouldn't fix.  She shivered; standing around in wet clothes was never a good idea. 

"Who the heck are those nutcases anyway?"
she added. 

~Ciara~

Ardjen looked at her, startled. Only now did he indeed notice a bit of blood on her head. He turned his head left and right and the look on his face already told Ciara what he said a few seconds later: "I have no idea where we are!" He noticed her shivering and tried to steel himself: "Is there anything I can do?"



-GM

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(285 replies, posted in Odyssey)

I will be going on vacation for about ten days. I know that's long when things are really heated up; I'll mail Jason again telling him of my LOA and asking him if he'll be able to take over as GM soon again. See you all soon!



-Mischa

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(343 replies, posted in Odyssey)

Things were crazy outside: everybody was either running or shooting. At first the group of mercs making for the Odyssey hadn't seemed that large, but it appeared that more and more had thought it a good idea. The smoke was protecting August and Ayla from getting spotted immediately, but it also prevented them from seeing the mercs. As August ran towards his ship, he suddenly found that he was running next to a person he'd never seen. The man looked at him in surprise and then understanding crept onto his face, but August was just a tad quicker and managed to give the man a simple push. No need in fancy tactics when his goal was simply to reach the cargo bay first.

Ayla wasn't so lucky: she soon found herself surrounded. Both to her left and to her right a merc showed up and these two women seemed set on taking her down. They weren't carrying their weapons in their hands - perhaps they'd figured that they'd run more quickly with their hands empty - but that didn't mean they weren't armed: the merc to Ayla's left grabbed the young woman's hair and started pulling, while the one to her right was closing in and would be near enough to take her down only a few seconds from now.

Ronon's luck was turning it seemed: whoever had been shooting at him had stopped to do so. But was it a trap to get the muscled man to show his face? Or was this really an opportunity for Ronon to make for the ship?

Shadai was still unnoticed it seemed. She was also dangerously close to getting left behind if she didn't start running for the ship herself.

Due to all the smoke it was impossible for the Odyssey crew to see if there were mercs running in front of them who would make it to the ship before they did. Olaf had the same problem, although he could of course make out a bit more with the ship's heat sensors. Those sensors didn't tell him however if the heat signature he spotted was friend or foe. And then there were the approaching ships. Things would be tight. Real tight.



-temp GM

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(343 replies, posted in Odyssey)

Jason Wypij wrote:

http://i51.tinypic.com/245h894.jpg

After checking either side for a light switch Angel would proceed slowly forward until he could get a judge of what exactly kind of room he was in long and straight or narrow or whatever it might be.

Angel

It wasn't long before his probing hands felt something. It wasn't a wall; it felt like crates. As Angel wandered the room further, he found more crates, most of them neatly stacked but every now and then there was one that seemed set on getting him to fall over. Angel got the impression that he was in a large warehouse filled with crates. What was in them? He couldn't say.



-temp GM

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(172 replies, posted in Umbra)

I'm going on LOA; I'll be back in about ten days or so.



-Mischa

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(264 replies, posted in Atlantis)

Ryan gave an apologetic smile. He knew the burnt out parts weren't his fault and he knew that Mark didn't blame him but still he felt a bit guilty. "Sure", he said. I need to do some welding, but without gravity the cables and lines won't stay in place. Could you give me a hand? We're very close to having some gravity again."



OOC: I'll be going on LOA for little over a week. James, feel free to let Ryan make the repairs.



Mischa tpo Ryan

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(1,048 replies, posted in General Chat)

I will be going on LOA for little over a week: I'm going to see what all the fuss is about in Paris and before that I'll go check out that Disney place near there. See you all soon!



-Mischa

This is the official thread for people who are interested in designing a new image for Phoenix. This includes:

  • A header for this site

  • A logo for on this site and possibly other media

  • A banner for when we want to advertise this page on other sides

  • Exchange / affiliate buttons

The exact sizes are still under debate, but the header should be very horizontal, comparable in size to our current one. Details about the exact sizes will be issued later on; this thread is for those who are interested in joining the contest to inform us of their participation and to ask questions about the contest.



-Mischa

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(15 replies, posted in [New] Jewel of Hera)

An eery smile crept on Bruno's face as he remembered the incident with the CEO. Of course no one had dared to laugh at the time, but he was sure he wasn't the only one who found it funny.

"Wow! Your employer payed for it? Awesome! I've heard of Maczarek Security but I didn't know they actually payed for their employers' honeymoons!"



-Bruno

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(121 replies, posted in The Longest Journey)

Ardjen didn't say anything, but he seemed startled by Ciara's remark. As if he only just realized that he was carrying her. Still out of breath, he gently let her go, allowing the girl to stand on her own feet. "You okay?" he panted.



-GM

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(343 replies, posted in Odyssey)

OOC: We'll see. >:D



-Mischa

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(264 replies, posted in Atlantis)

The chief engineer quickly read the message and knew that he was in for some long working days. Work was progressing slowly, but without any further trouble.

OOC: I'll wait for a bit with the repairs, since those will take time. I'll just let a bit more time pass on the ship before Ryan will have any success in restoring partial gravity.



-Mischa tpo Ryan

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(74 replies, posted in The Dreamcatchers)

Nico automatically checked his own watch. They were on time, all right. He made sure that his seatbelt was fastened and then he relaxed as the plane descended further and further, hoping that his ears would coorporate. Not that much later the plane touched the ground and the passengers were allowed to get up, get their luggage and leave the plane. Nico said his goodbyes to Sven and wished him luck with writing his article. When he gathered all his luggage, he made his way to the exit and got in the line of people waiting for a taxi.



-Nico

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(121 replies, posted in The Longest Journey)

Ardjen was still running, carrying Ciara in his arms. He was breathing heavily. The girl wasn't heavy at all, but Ardjen wasn't a very large or muscular boy so the extra weight was taking its toll. Up until this point the adrenaline had kept him going, but he was growing tired fast.

He hadn't been paying attention to where he was going: he simply had fled the fight and made few turns along the way. All these streets looked the same to him. He couldn't even tell how far they'd gone. He couldn't hear the shouting any longer, but the sounds of the surroundings were blocked since all he could hear was the rushing of his own blood. He was breathing heavily and slowed down, although he didn't stop.



-GM

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(121 replies, posted in The Longest Journey)

In the direction Ardjen had run, because the boy and Ciara were no longer in sight.

But Marcus didn't have too much time to think about that, because the guard who'd hit him wasn't about to simply let him walk. He tried to retrieve his weapon which had fallen on the ground. The other guard who had waited for an opportunity to use his weapon saw his chance and stabbed at Marcus.



-GM

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(74 replies, posted in The Dreamcatchers)

Nico thought about it for a moment. How much could he tell? The man was a journalist and although he'd made no indication that he knew who Nico was, he was always a bit weary about giving information to the press. He decided to play it safe. "Pleasure. Just some relaxation. Although I'm sure that I will end up doing some work there as well. You know how it goes. Where there's the internet, there's a work place" he smiled.



-Nico

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(121 replies, posted in The Longest Journey)

Karen seemed to be on a collision course with Cameron. It was too late for her to stop. All she could do was hope that the other woman would stay put so that she could make the jump. But Cameron had other thing to pay attention to: her rolling to the side had left Marcus to fight the other guard by himself. And now the first guard, the one who had stabbed Lianno and had tried to stab Cameron, was now making a move to help his comrade. He was waiting for a moment where he could spear Marcus. The struggling with the other guard was keeping the archeologist safe from that for now, but that wouldn't last. Marcus was quickly realizing that these guards had some training and it wasn't long before he felt a closed fist impact on his left cheek. It didn't knock him out, but it did make his head spin a bit. Marcus was losing the fight.



-GM

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(343 replies, posted in Odyssey)

OOC: I'm going to wait posting as August until Misty has had a chance to post.



-Mischa tpo August

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(277 replies, posted in Atlantis)

A short time after that Mark received a text message on his Cortex from his chief engineer, containing a list of all the parts, both essential and spare, which were needed to get the ship going again.



-Ryan Bow

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(264 replies, posted in Atlantis)

Ryan cursed at the sight of how many batteries were lost. With the spare parts he would be able to draw a litte bit more power from the ones still intact, but eventually he would have to replace them all. He started his list of everything that he would need and included a set of spare batteries.

He was in the middle of cutting out the chassis that were holding the capacitors, to prevent the battery acid from actually reaching them. He was confident that he could make an improvised chassis from some metal plates: the thing would of course be inferior to the actual part, but at least it would keep the capacitors in place for the moment. He also added the chassis parts to the list of things he'd need. The damaged cables he came accross didn't bother him much: if there was one thing they had plenty of it was cables. That was a thing Ryan had learned early in his career: you can never have too many cables. Ships tended to burn through the things as if they were matches.

Ryan was almost done cutting away and pulling out all the parts that were beyond salvage (and writing those parts down on his list), when the captain's voice informed him of their next stop. He was glad to hear that they were at least prioritizing the repairing of the ship, but he was less enthousiastic about Mark's other comment: "Wait, I'll have it fixed soon? When did I say that?" The chief engineer gave a loud sigh and inwardly cursed the captain's optimism. He then set to work. First he'd tweak the remaining batteries to give a bit more than they normally would - he estimated he could get the power of the grav spinner back up to 40-45 percent - and then he'd try to connect them to the grav boot, which should give them back at least some gravity. But before he set to work, he sent Mark his list of all the parts that would need replacing. He had noted which of the parts were essential and which ones were spare parts.



-Ryan Bow

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(15 replies, posted in [New] Jewel of Hera)

His smile remained as he listened to their story. "Just married?" he asked, still smiling, even though he already knew the answer. "Tell you what: those two glasses on champagne are on the house, as a wedding gift." Bruno was well aware that if they had indeed booked the cruise using one of the newly weds advertisements the company had, that they would already have a voucher entitling them to a free champagne drink - he guessed judging by their state of tipsyness that they had already made use of that voucher - but he also knew that it was a good idea to get on the good side of this kind of passenger: they would certainly be inclined to order more. He considered his offer a good investment. He winked at the couple and then turned around to get the lovers their champagne.

Behind the bar he made a bit of a show of opening the bottle: although it was actually against etiquette to open the bottle with a pop and have the champagne foam out of the bottle, he judged that the effect would be a bit more festive if he did just that. He filled two glasses, dried them off on the outside and put them on a tray, which he then carried back to the table. With a flourish he put both glasses in front of the couple, serving the young lady first and then her husband. "So I'm guessing this is your honeymoon?" He ached for a bit of conversation, but it was hard to tell how much the couple would envite such a conversation. And he didn't want to scare them away, so he lay the ball in their court.



-Bruno

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(52 replies, posted in The Dreamcatchers)

Welcome to the club, Brandon!



-Mischa