IC: Gate technologies, Stargate: 2064 |
IC: Gate technologies, Stargate: 2064 |
May 17 2004, 03:28 AM
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#351
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 403 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Kill Em All Member No.: 2,018 |
"First thing, My name is James. Dont call me sir, I work for a living. Secondly, Why am I the only one around here not allowed to have a sense of fragging humor?" James' cyberarm gyromount begins to click in and out in frustration.
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May 17 2004, 04:00 AM
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#352
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Runner Group: Members Posts: 2,751 Joined: 8-August 03 From: Neighbor of the Beast Member No.: 5,375 |
"Well, I don't know the answer to that one....sir?" Chase puts on his best drek eating grin. "But you should switch to decafe," He points to James' wrist. "That's a bad tell."
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May 17 2004, 09:12 AM
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#353
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 596 Joined: 18-February 03 Member No.: 4,112 |
"Hey, you're making the rules around here, sunshine, but if you want to start killing people, then you ought to think about who's head I'm going to offer up for a return ticket when they block the gate off."
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May 17 2004, 01:35 PM
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#354
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 403 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Kill Em All Member No.: 2,018 |
"It may be a bad tell," the gyros begin to spin up to speed, "but it is also damn effective." At this James raises his hand and cracks a burst aimed to overfly the ziggurat.
"Now, if that doesn't get their attention, I think my knocking on the front door might. Follow or stay here, at the moment, I'd rather just get inside, ask to borrow the galactic directory and phone fragging home." |
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May 17 2004, 02:58 PM
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#355
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 269 Joined: 14-February 04 Member No.: 6,078 |
A rather broad grin spreads across Ran's face.
Finally. She stands to follow James and idly loosens the katana in her scabbard. "Let's get the frag out of this hell hole, eh?" |
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May 17 2004, 03:14 PM
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#356
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 665 Joined: 20-November 03 Member No.: 5,834 |
Torque looks thoughtful a moment.
Torque: "That is a good point James. We haven't even considered if this pyramid might be constructed by friendlies yet. Good thinking." |
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May 17 2004, 05:04 PM
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#357
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Why oh why didn't I take the blue pill. Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 6,545 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Gloomy Boise Idaho Member No.: 2,006 |
It takes a little less then half an hour to cover the distance to the pyramid. You can feel your skin starting to burn, even with the copious amounts of sunscreen applied. The main entrance is tunnel like, leading about five meters in. The entrance is shaded and ten degrees cooler than the rest of the world.
The door of the temple is a large stone covered in glyphs. No handles or other apparatus seem visible. Over the years sand has piled up in the entrance, it doesn't look like it has been opened in a while. @ Ghost Dragon, as you get closer you have the oppurtuntiy to examin the ward for yourself. It is strong and is set in the walls. Including the door, though you can take refuge in the shaded entrance. |
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May 17 2004, 05:24 PM
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Shooting Target Group: Members Posts: 1,616 Joined: 15-March 04 Member No.: 6,158 |
Cosmo hit the deck of his skyboard a second after James let loose his pound puppy of war. When he heard the rationale over the comm line, the little guy just gave an embarrassed look and hoped no one could see him from his vantage point.
His 'board slowly flittered to the ground next to the entrance at which point, in an amazing display of athleticism, he kicked his foot down on the back causing the BigKahuna to jolt into an upright position and shift into the sand. A few waddles brought him into a standing position next to the rest of the team. He was looking at the glyphs with the help of his linguasoft while casually reaching into his fannypack to grab another burrito. It seemed somewhat obvious that something was on the dwarf's mind, which in and of itself would be a startling revelation, but whatever it was he was keeping a tight lip about it. |
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May 17 2004, 08:19 PM
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Runner Group: Members Posts: 2,751 Joined: 8-August 03 From: Neighbor of the Beast Member No.: 5,375 |
Chase just shakes his head as he falls in at the back of the pack.
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May 18 2004, 12:32 AM
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#360
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Running Target Group: Members Posts: 1,113 Joined: 26-February 02 Member No.: 1,189 |
Ghost Dragon takes a few minutes to examine the stone at the top of the pyramid as they get closer. He walks with his eyes fixed on it, trying to sense what he can about its purpose, its function, and the repercussions of destroying it.
Once he is closer to the pyramid, he takes another detailed look at the ward that blocks his entrance. |
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May 18 2004, 02:34 AM
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Runner Group: Members Posts: 2,751 Joined: 8-August 03 From: Neighbor of the Beast Member No.: 5,375 |
Noticing the focused look on the normaly spaced out dwarf's fas, "What's up, Cos?"
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May 18 2004, 03:08 AM
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#362
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Shooting Target Group: Members Posts: 1,616 Joined: 15-March 04 Member No.: 6,158 |
Cosmo was tracing one of the runes with a chubby finger when Chase interupted him.
"Huh.. wha...? Oh, nuffin' man. I was just bummed 'cause I forgot to bring some hot sauce with me. Can you believe that? Stuck on this giant dirtball without any tabasco sauce. That's just not right. Not right at all, man..." He doesn't seem to be quite as concerned as he sounded however, seeing as how he returned his attention to the door only after taking a big bite out of his burrito. |
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May 18 2004, 03:54 AM
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Runner Group: Members Posts: 2,751 Joined: 8-August 03 From: Neighbor of the Beast Member No.: 5,375 |
"Heh," Chase smiles and nods his head. "Yeah, I can see how that'd get ya down."
At least the dwarf helps break the tension... |
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May 18 2004, 03:55 AM
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Why oh why didn't I take the blue pill. Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 6,545 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Gloomy Boise Idaho Member No.: 2,006 |
Cosmo scans the wall, eyes locking on a symbol as the knowsoft flashes symbols in his eye. occasionally one will match, the icon will stop, and information will flood his field of view. He counts 300 individual symbols on the door. Of those, he can read ten.
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May 18 2004, 04:19 AM
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Shooting Target Group: Members Posts: 1,616 Joined: 15-March 04 Member No.: 6,158 |
"Oh, and this door's ramblin' on about how a bunch o' slaves that were brought to this pad, like, got fed up with... with a uh..." the dwarf tilts his head for a moment "...devilish dragon-king thingie and totally rebelled against him. Blah blah blah. Somehow they managed to overcome the dude and, like, sealed him up forever and stuff. That or it's some kinda recipe for pot pie, but I'm gonna lean towards the other story.
"And, uhh, oh my stars and garters..." Cosmo's head sort of tilts to the other side before he starts taking a few steps back "...this door looks like it's chargin' up with some kind of energy or sumfin'... can't quite make it out, but I'm pretty sure it's not magical, man... so uh... yeah... you might wanna, yanno, back up off it some." The little guy continues backing off, shifting his position behind Chase a bit as he does so. |
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May 18 2004, 04:38 AM
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Runner Group: Members Posts: 2,751 Joined: 8-August 03 From: Neighbor of the Beast Member No.: 5,375 |
Taking the dwarf's advice, "James, I strongly recomend that we vacate the immediate area. Pronto." Chase raises his weapon with his right hand and locks his gaze on the door. He starts to back away slowly at first but with increasing speed, keeping his left hand lightly on Cosmo's chest to move the dwarf back.
Out of the corner of his mouth to Cosmo, "Is there a sign on my back that says 'Troll,' or something?" |
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May 18 2004, 04:41 AM
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Shooting Target Group: Members Posts: 1,616 Joined: 15-March 04 Member No.: 6,158 |
"Uhm... I dunno." Cosmo looks up at Chase's back. "Nah man, I don't see one. But, uh, I don't think there's anything t'worry about. Things seem to have calmed down since I backed off. I was just gettin' some wild interference and the door was a bit hot to the touch. Might be some kind of energy field or sumfin'. I dunno. I just wouldn't, yanno, advice taunting the door or nuffin'."
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May 18 2004, 04:53 AM
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Runner Group: Members Posts: 2,751 Joined: 8-August 03 From: Neighbor of the Beast Member No.: 5,375 |
Chase relaxes a bit; almost laughs at the first part. "Good to know. So, its proximity sensitive? What about the outside walls? Os and I could make the climb if we have to. You and the hover-board could move anyone else up if needs be." He lowers the barrel of the 227S so it points to the ground.
"Or if we can find some sort of operating mechanism, maybe Whisper could work her magic on it," Chase shoots a wink at Wisper. This post has been edited by kevyn668: May 18 2004, 04:56 AM |
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May 18 2004, 04:56 AM
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Shooting Target Group: Members Posts: 1,616 Joined: 15-March 04 Member No.: 6,158 |
"I dunno. I'm guessin' it's just a constant field or somethin'. Took me a few ticks to figure out what I was peepin'." Just to test his theory, Cosmo takes walks back towards the door while keeping a sharp eye open for any more interference.
"Either way, man... I really wouldn't go the boom-boom route. Dunno about you guys, but findin' a neon sign reading sumfin' like 'devil dragon-king entombed here' kinda suggests that, uh, bad things would happen if we muck it up without knowin' fer sure." |
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May 18 2004, 05:04 AM
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Runner Group: Members Posts: 2,751 Joined: 8-August 03 From: Neighbor of the Beast Member No.: 5,375 |
"Greaaat," Chase sighs. "Well, here's Alex's 'advanced technology' at work." He fishes around in his pouches until he comes up with the micro-camcorder. Chase gets images of as many of the glyphs as he can. Then he shrugs, "Can't hurt."
When finished, he replaces the micro-cam in pouch and takes up the SMG again. |
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May 18 2004, 01:06 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 403 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Kill Em All Member No.: 2,018 |
James whistles a bit. "Ok, so we have an entombed demon dragon-king, a door we are not sure if we can open, and an energy field across the door for a third case."
James plops down into a prone position, using his Security helmet as a rest for his MP5. "How about I sit here and point my gun at this door while those of you who can read that thing or at least puzzle out how it works discuss it, I'm out of ideas." A soft, barely audible radio transmission comes across the airwaves. "I cant shoot it, stab it, and I don't think they'll let me blow it up. What am I supposed to do? I know!" The volume kicks up as he speaks aloud. "Ok... Well, yeah. Anyone have a clue what need to do now?" |
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May 18 2004, 05:21 PM
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Shooting Target Group: Members Posts: 1,616 Joined: 15-March 04 Member No.: 6,158 |
After casually retreating to the safety of Chase's amble backside, a glazed look (all right, a more glazed look) finds its way onto the dwarf's face as he unleashes the Mad Hatter on his comm unit to try and figure out a way to open the door.
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May 18 2004, 05:31 PM
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Why oh why didn't I take the blue pill. Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 6,545 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Gloomy Boise Idaho Member No.: 2,006 |
The unit bombards the door with with RF energy as he switches between channels. After a few minutes the radio start approaching UHF levels and the door responds.
The door begins to hum. A low moaning sound. Dust shakes loose from the ceiling coating everything in the entryway. The walls themselves feel as if they are shaking. After a few minutes of humming the door begins to slide backwards with a noise like stone on stone. It stops after four feet and slides to the side. The inside is a long hallway that is cloked in darkness. |
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May 18 2004, 05:33 PM
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Runner Group: Members Posts: 2,751 Joined: 8-August 03 From: Neighbor of the Beast Member No.: 5,375 |
Chase drops to one knee covers and open doorway, "You wanna warn next time you do that?"
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May 18 2004, 05:35 PM
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Shooting Target Group: Members Posts: 1,616 Joined: 15-March 04 Member No.: 6,158 |
"Yeah, we go inside an' stuff." The dwarf gestures at the now opened door while slinging his comm unit back onto his, uh, back, but not before marking the UHF signal that triggered the door with an Open Sesame tag. It's not until after he gets the unit on his back that he noticed his protective wall has morphed into a guy on one knee. "Oh, sorry man. I, like, wasn't sure if that would, yanno, work or nuffin'. Didn't wanna get your guys' hopes up. I'm gonna get some stuff. You guys might wanna let it air out a bit, too, 'fore you go trudgin' in." With that, he waddles off to his skyboard where he proceeds to lightly bang one of its armor plates. A small storage area pops open that's full of tools and other knick-knacks. Cosmo snags a the toolbelt and straps it on while sliding some of the gizmos into the small pouches and whatnot hanging from the belt. This post has been edited by A Clockwork Lime: May 18 2004, 05:50 PM |
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