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So anything and everything.

Slayer you weren't even active when we were active. You're the lurkiest lurker of all.

What would you be up for? And would anyone else?

We're still here. Work's alright.

I've gone all dice based of late; hence the lack of me, but I'm tempted to get playing again. Anyone up for, er, anything?

Hi DSX, Mith. Good to see you. Hows it going?

So anyone else still around? Mith, Tiff, DSX?

I think we were part of it mate.

So, you guys still here then? Whats going on?

Ghost took the lamp and fiddled with it for a moment or two before it glowed for a second and then burst into fluorescent light. Then he lead them into the newly illuminated dusty room. A few metal shelves lined the walls with the odd can of preserved food. A few tools and spare parts. Then "Ah...

So I lost my password when my old laptop died as I'd long forgotten what it was. Did I miss much?

"I think I have a rucksack and a satchel somewhere around here. There are a few things I salvaged in a room past the tube room. Come on, we'll see what we can find." Ghost lead them back, past his rudimentary hydroponics to the room where the tube room was. There was a second door which lead...

"No. I will need to see to returning the horses. Thank you for your offer, and good luck." Baros managed to conjour up water in his cupped hands simply by glaring at them for a moment and mouthing something. He drank heartily.

i'll see what i can do

"I think you did it. We did it." Baros coughed as he rolled onto his front and then slowly and dizzily climbed to his feet. He looked up to the smoke filled sky and watches as the last of the strong winds cleared the path to the blueness above. "Its gone. I can't see it anywhere."

The beast's rage boiled and exploded in a roar or sound and psychic chaos. Baros dropped to his knees and clutched his head as waves of anger and menace filled the air. The arrow flew true, the magic that was folded through it seemed to steer it through the air as it unerringly sought its...

Baros stood and watched, mouth hanging open, unable to comprehend. The beast flew without hesitation and let itself strike the blade first, opening a massive wound in its chest that closed a moment later. It clawed and clawed and fang and beat its wings to try and drive the dragon into the ground.

Baros nodded to Asana and then looked up in shock as there was an echoing thundrous crash caused by the beast slamming clean through Fang's barrier. "By the gods what is this thing?" Baros exclaimed. The beast missed Fang of course, but it looked like it could continue like this for a hundred...

Baros continued to incant the spell, the dust first coating the arrow head and then slowly sliding over the surface to form roughly defined arcane symbols. As he spoke they became clearer until there was a crackling of electricity in the air and the temperature dropped to that of a cold winters...

And on that note...

Ghost lead back to the entrace and picked his way past his various booby traps to get back inside. "Hopefully that is enough of a message" He said and went in search of a drink of water. There was a plastic barrel in the back room and he found a metal cup to drink from. "I was just saying. I'll...

Ghost lead back to the entrace and picked his way past his various booby traps to get back inside. "Hopefully that is enough of a message" He said and went in search of a drink of water. There was a plastic barrel in the back room and he found a metal cup to drink from. "I was just saying. I'll...

The massive barrage of powers struck at once and the beasts scales vaporised. The moment its blood made contact with the air their was a banshee like wail as the sky became an inferno of hellfire and the black smouldering shape of the beast reformed in a less defined, but certainly more menacing...

The bodies were set down at the top of the slope, one on top of the other. The slope was steep and unnatural, carved out by the event. Ghost sent them on their way with a kick. Not for the first time he did this and not for the first time did he hope it would be the last. "Growing tired of...

I posted out of turn because I got confused as to which thread I was being harrassed about. I'll post again.

"We need to get the spell cast on the arrow!" Baros shouted and pulled out a scroll he'd earlier tucked into his belt. Then he ran over to Asana and scratched a circle in the dirt with the point of his sword. "Put it there" He pointed to the middle of the circle. Meanwhile the beast opted...

"Prefer not to leave them on my doorstep, but loot first, we'll drag them down the hill a bit." Then ghost tucked his pistol back into his belt and started searching the one he'd shot. He pocketed a couple of vacuum packed chocolate bars and a few battered looking coins as well as a pocket knife.

The man with the gun was taken totally by surprise and Erik managed to get the drop on him.. Ghost meanwhile decided to deal with the other. He went for his gun, raised it and fired. The bullet slammed into the Inker's chest and caused him to double over. A second later ghost was upon him and...

Hi. Good to have someone new on board. We're a select group these days and its nice to have new faces around. We've three games going at the moment, but if you don't fancy one of them we're open to suggestions.

"Ere. We just wants the stuff in there. Way we sees it you're just some freak got lucky and found 'em first. Hands em over and you get to walk away." A pair of post apocalyptic stereotypes stepped into view, clad in leather with hair made to stick up in all directions and barely an inch of skin...

The beast although clearly annoyed did not seem too badly wounded from the blow. It seemed to shrug off Fang's follow up attack with even more ease that it had dealt with the earlier ones. It unleashed its own mental attack in response, a rage fuelled memory of hellfire and agony that could have...

Baros snapped out a hand to catch the now much smaller ball of twine, and wrapped it three times about his free hand to give a better grip. He nodded to Asana as the Elf went about it. The dagger managed to pierce the beast's weakened defences; Fang's breath doing its work well. Blood coated...

Baros remained where he stood, but he began to incant a spell, which should provide Asana at least some protection from the immense heat given off by the beast, which fortunately was somewhat stunned by the impact, although as Asana drew closer it was beginning to stir.

Ghost stopped by a heavy metal door, which he'd had to repair several times with scrap metal and even wood. He lifted a metal pipe out from where it was barring the door and set it to rest against the wall, then with a grunt he pulled the heavy barrier slowly aside. The sound of metal scaping on...

Alright. I'll see if I can remember where I was going.

British TV chef Keith Floyd died today as well. I'll be honest he had a far bigger effect on me that Swayze. Seems like famous people keep dieing in pairs lately.

People. I'm away until monday if you find yourselves waiting on me.

"Right then.." Ghost said and inclined his head towards the door. "Erik, care to join me?" He asked and opened the triple bolts on the back of the heavy steel door. The door swung open with a high note of metal on rusted metal and Ghost stepped through with bat in one hand and his gun tucked...

Fang crashed hard into the rising beast. A massive blast of hellish power is unleashed at Fang, but at the same time the dragon succeeds in his goal and the force of the impact sends the beast crashing back to the ground. It lands upon its back giving Asana and Baros their chance. "Lead on"...

There's no reason there can't be something like that out there.

I was going more for the raiders from fallout 3 (and the various post apocalyptic things that inspired it). The ink was meant to be on their skin.

"I can only see one of them out there still.." Ghost replied and then another face appeared on the screen. "... make that two then. Better go and have a word. Are you any use in a fight?" He asked Erik and went to pick up the baseball bat from beside the main door.

The beast for the most part ignored the stinging bards of the Alicorn's blasts and tried to swat the creature from the air. When Fang transformed it had no difficulty in noticing. A beast larger than itself was hard to miss. It let out a thunderous roar and with a single beat of its wings...

Baros backed away carefully whilst the beast swatted at the Alicorn without coming close. The spellsword made his way back to Asana ready to start putting together their own plan.

"Leave? No. I've made a home for myself here." He shrugged. The truth was alittle different but he wasn't about to tell everyone that just now. "I wonder what is going on in there?" He commented

((It should be able to do something to the creature, but we'd need to his a soft area like the belly.))

"Well the electric storms happen a bit less often than at first. I heard that there are places where a few towns have sprung up an are really going strong." The monitor started to flicker, but a strong tap on the side of its casing sorted that out. "There weren't many living around here before...

"I went out three days ago." Ghost replied. "I found a stockpile of food in an old emergency shelter from the war. Its about half a mile from here, and I didn't run into any trouble. There is a slow a few feet wide but its easy to spot so not hard to avoid."

The beast's tail struck the barrier and it roared, moreso than for any other attack thus far, although still there were no signs of any damage. Evidently magic of a divine nature was not to its liking. Baros got to within a few yards of the beast's flank and dropped into a crouch. For now it...